After hearing the voices of plants, farming in the countryside exploded

While everyone was still in a daze, Zhang Ruoruan and Zhang Yangyang in the front row also got out of the car.

Seeing Zhang Ruoruan getting out of the driver's seat, everyone's eyes were filled with surprise again.

So dazzling.

Zhang Ruanruan is not wearing sunglasses and a mask. No one can take their eyes away when they see her.

Although I was just wearing ordinary winter clothes, the moment I walked towards that station, I felt very extraordinary.

The combination of body, eyes and beauty form an unparalleled temperament.

It is engraved in people's minds at a glance.

If you feel that temperament does not exist, you might as well pay attention to the children on the street. Those children who have been in dance classes since childhood are different from those who grew up playing in the mud at home. The difference is visible to the naked eye.

There is no need to talk or look at the brand and price of the clothes. Just standing next to each other, you can tell that the child is from a wealthy family.

This is temperament.

"Grandpa, grandma, uncle..."

Zhang Ruoruan called someone.

Superficial work still needs to be done.

Although she knew that these people looked down on her family, Zhang Ruoruan also looked down on them.

So there's nothing to be angry about.

She came here today just to bring her parents here to have a breath. After this fight is over, the two sides will no longer have anything to do with each other.

Zhang Ruanruan continues to follow his own path of cultivating immortality, and after dozens or hundreds of years, the grass on the graves of these people will have changed so many times.

"Are you...soft?"

When they heard Zhang Ruoruan calling someone, everyone looked at Zhang Ruoruan with uncertainty.

They haven't seen Zhang Ruanruan for many years.

And Zhang Ruanruan came back with a completely different temperament. It was normal that they didn't dare to recognize him.

"Yeah." Zhang Ruoruan nodded.

At this time, the sluggish grandparents also came to their senses and quickly called Zhang Ruanruan's family to come in and sit down.

Several people who were picking vegetables before also walked in.

"Ruanruan has grown so big and become more beautiful."

"Yangyang is so tall, he is getting more and more handsome."

"Jianguo, it's been a long time since I came here. We're going to have a drink later."

Walking into the living room all the way, naturally there is no shortage of conversation.

At the end of the conversation, my uncle pretended to be casual and asked, "Yangyang, why did you suddenly change your car?"

The others did not stop, but their ears were clearly perked up to listen.

Zhang Yangyang smiled and said: "I haven't changed it. This is my sister's. My Honda is still running."

Everyone was shocked again.

"Did you buy the car from Ruanruan?"

Faced with the doubtful looks, Zhang Ruoruan remained calm: "Yeah."

After asking and answering questions, everyone came to the sofa in the living room.

"Sit down quickly and have a sip of tea first."

Zhang Ruanruan and the four others were pushed to the sofa and sat down.

In the past, the sofa was used by grandparents and uncle. When Zhang Ruanruan and his family came, they would sit on the rubber stools next to them, scattered around the coffee table like stars holding the moon.

Well now, they have become the "moon" position.

Everyone started chatting awkwardly.

Ask east and west.

During this period, my aunt sent two red envelopes to Zhang Ruanruan and Zhang Yangyang.

"Thank you, auntie."

Zhang Ruoruan smiled for the first time.

She receives red envelopes from her aunt every year, and even if she doesn't come, she will take them back to her mother.

"I have one too." Zhang Yangyang chuckled.

"Of course, even if you're not married." My aunt patted Zhang Yangyang's hand and joked: "You have to hurry up and try to get things done next year."

Seeing the aunt chatting and laughing with Zhang Ruoruan, the expressions of the aunt and two aunts changed a little.

Then he quietly left his seat and went upstairs.

They all went back to their rooms to dig through red envelopes and cash. It wasn't until I wrapped two red envelopes of the same size that I went downstairs with a sigh of relief.

"Ruanruan and Yangyang haven't been here for a long time. Each of them will receive a red envelope. May you have good luck in the New Year."

Faced with the red envelope that was obviously a back-pack, Zhang Ruanruan still accepted it.

It doesn't matter, my mother will give it back anyway.

Either for their son or grandson.

After giving the red envelope, some people went to cook.

The person in charge is the uncle, and everyone else is a handyman.

Lin Yuzhen also went to pick vegetables with her aunt, whispering and chatting happily.

Zhang Jianguo was dragged to play mahjong.

Everyone had their own things to do. Zhang Ruanruan and Zhang Yangyang had nothing to do, so they simply ran out for a walk in the yard.

If nothing else, my grandma’s yard is really big.

There are fruit trees planted on both sides of the building, and there is plenty of space for parking.

"Look at that BMW 3 Series, it's more than yuan, it belongs to my uncle."

"The Toyota Highlander next to me costs more than 200,000 yuan. It belongs to my uncle."

"The most expensive one is the Audi Q5. It seems to be almost half a million. It belongs to my uncle."

"..."

Zhang Yangyang gave Zhang Ruanruan some knowledge about the ownership and prices of those cars.

But this is not to gain others’ prestige, but to pave the way for the last sentence: “Hey, their three cars combined are more expensive than your Range Rover.”

Zhang Ruanruan just smiled.

At this time, grandma suddenly came.

Secretly stuffed five hundred yuan into Zhang Ruoruan and Zhang Yangyang.

"You guys haven't been here for a long time, take the Slow Flower and don't tell anyone else."

Grandma leaves just as quickly as she comes.

Looking at the five red banknotes in their hands, Zhang Ruanruan and Zhang Yangyang looked at each other and smiled disdainfully.

"There's no favoritism now."

I remember when they were still in primary school, Zhang Ruoruan and Zhang Yangyang were young and naive. On the second day of the new year, they asked their grandmother for money to buy toy guns.

Then grandma gave it, but only ten yuan to each person, and she gave it with a bad face.

But secretly, she gave her uncle, uncle, and their children a hundred yuan each.

When she discovered this, the young Zhang Ruoruan realized the word favoritism for the first time, and also understood that poverty will be looked down upon by others.

Why is grandma biased?

It's not that Zhang Ruanruan's family doesn't have money, but the uncle and uncle's family have more money.

"What do you do with this money?" Zhang Yangyang asked with cold eyes. Although he is now in his twenties, he is obviously still brooding about what happened back then.

Sometimes, children's self-esteem and sensitivity are much heavier than adults think.

Just because they didn't say it, doesn't mean they forgot.

"What else can I do? Mom should give grandma a red envelope. I'll just add the thousand later." Zhang Ruoruan said.

Zhang Yangyang's eyes lit up.

"Yes. Give me the money."

Zhang Yangyang took the five hundred from Zhang Yangyang's hand and walked over to Lin Yuzhen, who was picking vegetables under the shade of a tree not far away.

He whispered something into her ear, and then stuffed the money into Lin Yuzhen's coat pocket.

Zhang Ruoruan watched silently, putting his hands in his pockets.

She knew that Zhang Yangyang was still angry about the partiality back then.

He was also a child at that time, and the most unacceptable thing was being treated differently.

So even after so many years, the grudge in his heart has not gone away.

Unlike Zhang Ruanruan.

After experiencing the intrigues in the world of immortality, she has already seen it extremely clearly.

In this world, no one is obliged to treat you well.

It is only reasonable to treat you badly!

So, again, there is nothing to be angry about.