Rebirth to 80s: I Raised the World’s Richest Man

  Chapter 410 410 Zhao Huan with full firepower (1)

Zhao Shuda didn’t know how the fire burned to his body. He was already a sixteen-year-old boy. When he was saving face, he immediately retorted, “I didn’t say this. What does it have to do with me? !"

   Seeing that his grandson was upset, Qian Cuifang glared at Zhao Huan, and then taught: "What nonsense? What do you want to eat? Did you say that to your brother? Where did you read the books?"

  "My grades are still very good, and my Chinese grades are especially good. Reading comprehension is always full marks. Just open your mouth and ask others for money. What is it that is not begging? Isn't that all the begging on the street?"

  Zhao Huan is completely uncomfortable, and is simply full of firepower.

  Qian Cuifang might have asked a junior to challenge her authority, and immediately scolded, "What you said was reaching out to strangers. Your aunt is an elder. This is the Spring Festival again. Isn’t it right to give juniors lucky money?"

   "If you don't pay a New Year's greetings, you will have to pay for the New Year's Eve, which is the reason!" Zhao Huan asked back, even Qian Cuifang couldn't find a counterattack.

  Zhao Shuda was shocked by the two people's quarrel. It was the first time he saw someone who could talk about his grandma, but he couldn't react to it for a while.

  The scene was cold, Qian Cuifang felt that he had lost face, and couldn't help pushing his grandson's arm, "Don't be embarrassed, anyone who has no family can get the new year's money."

  Zhao Shuda reacted, and prayed for the New Year one by one.

  The meal hasn’t started yet, so the New Year greeting has been brought up.

  There are a total of five children in the Zhao family, and it takes only 20 minutes to send out red envelopes on New Year’s greetings.

   Regarding the red envelope, Jiang Mu didn't ask, she didn't know how much Zhao Yue had wrapped. She touched the three red envelopes in her hand and knew it in her heart.

  Jiang Mu put the red envelope directly on the dinner table, not caring about the amount of money in it. On Qian Cuifang's side, she opened the red envelope before Zhao Shuda was in her hands.

  Zhao Baobao packaged 50 yuan, Zhao Yue and Zhao Baomin only packaged 20 yuan.

  Qian Cuifang's face was not very good, and she looked at her little daughter, "If you have money to buy a house, and have money to help others like children, why are you so stingy with your family?"

  This will not need Zhao Huan to speak, Jiang Mu tore open the red envelope, and showed the red envelope that Zhao Bao's family gave 10 yuan, "Uncle gave a red envelope of this size, it's so generous!"

  Zhao Bao’s face became stiff, “How do you talk to your elders! Have you learned this in school?”

   "What's the use of good grades? I don't even understand the most basic principle of respecting the elders. What will I have in the future!" Li Lan glanced at Zhao Yue, this mockery was for her.

Zhao Yue faintly glanced back, "Then you have to find the reasons in your own body. Why does Mu Mu respect your second brother and sister-in-law, third brother and third sister-in-law, and other elders, but doesn't respect you? It's naturally you. Problem."

   Jiang Mu held back his laugh, his mother's eloquence was getting better and better. It seemed that she really didn't need to worry.

  "My aunt asked me what I have promised. At least, I’m sure of going to a prestigious school. As for what Zhao Shuda’s crane tail can have, I don’t know."

  Li Lan: "……"

  Zhao Shuda: "..."

  What did I do wrong, why is it always me who is injured?

The atmosphere became even more embarrassing for a moment. The second wife, Zhang Qian, came out to complete the game, "Xiaoqing, did you hear that Mumu's grades are so good, it's okay to follow along with you! Look at your grades, I don’t even know what you spend What's the use of so much money for you to go to high school!"

  Zhao Qing was aggrieved, stubborn, "Then you can refuse to confess, anyway, I won't drop out, I can earn tuition by myself!"

"Just you? Still earning tuition? What can you do?" Zhang Qian glanced at her daughter, "Anyway, if you fail to pass the college entrance examination, you can find a factory to make money early and save your brother the university tuition. Your brother will definitely be able to pass the exam. the University!"

  Zhao Qing flushed with anger.

  The named Zhao Shujun said quickly, "I don't need it. My sister keeps the money my sister made, and I can make money by myself."

  The eleven-year-old boy still has a childish voice in his voice, but his tone is very firm.

   "Bookworm, awesome!" Zhao Huan gave him a thumbs up.

   Zhao Shujun blushed embarrassedly.

  Jiang Mu frowned, looking at the family of the second uncle, how there are patriarchal things everywhere!

"Zhao Shujun, you remember, Zhao Qing is your relative, and you can help and rely on each other, but you can't take your sister's kindness to you for granted. Whoever is born is for himself Living, no one is born to dedicate to another person."

   Jiang Mu's words can be said to be very heavy.

  She is not acquainted with Zhao Qing, but just discusses the matter. What she hates most is patriarchy.

  Looking at this unfamiliar sister, Zhao Shujun’s eyes were bright, "I know, patriarchal patriarchal is wrong."

  Zhang Qian is a little uncomfortable about her face. For a long time, she didn't think there was anything wrong with her idea. So many people, everyone thinks like this.

  At the time, she gave birth to a daughter for the first time. The mother-in-law used her nose instead of nose and eyes instead of eyes. It was not until the birth of her son that things got better.

  Furthermore, at home, although she prefers her younger son, she hasn't treated her daughter badly either.

  She also confessed that it was time to study. It was not like other people. Even junior high school did not let her daughter go to school. After elementary school, she let her do housework at home.

   But looking at the performance of the two juniors, Zhang Qian couldn't help but reflect, is her thinking really wrong?

  "Second sister-in-law, don’t listen to Xiaohuan’s nonsense. Her child is ignorant, and her son will be passed on to the family in the future, and he will provide you with an old-age care. Naturally, she will be well trained."

  Song Jia glared at her daughter. Although she didn't like the poor and poor family of her second child, their opinions were still the same on certain matters.

   "No wonder you are so kind to your nephew. It turns out that you are pointing to someone to support you. Then I will raise my dad alone." Zhao Huan passed over.

  Song Jia smiled stiffly, "What nonsense are you talking about! That's also your cousin. He is in trouble. Ask me for help. Can I not?"

   "Help me with the money my dad prepared to buy me a piano, you are so selfless!" Zhao Huan didn't save any face, in front of the public, he just accused Song Jia of sacrificing her to subsidize her family.

  Song Jia noticed that everyone looked at her wrongly, and said quickly, “You are sixteen years old. You have learned the piano for so many years, and your level is the same. There are tens of thousands of pianos in a family. Why do you buy a piano? Isn’t it a waste of money?”

  Zhao Huan was aggrieved, "You don’t waste tens of thousands of you buying a car for your nephew? It’s really interesting. I really doubt if I’m yours. If I don’t know, I think your nephew is yours!"

  (End of this chapter)