Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 1074 Sorrow

Zhang Qianhai was still eating.

Zhang Xingjie picked up vegetables for his wife, and said distressedly: "Eat more, people will weigh a lot during pregnancy, how many kilograms have you gained?"

The woman smiled shyly at him, even though she had been married for more than a year, she still couldn't change her embarrassing temper.

Zhang Xingjie talked about He Zhenzhen again, "This woman has been punished, she really deserves it."

Zhang Qianhai glanced at him, "Oh, forget it, don't mention her."

"Father, don't you still think about your old relationship now? He Zhenzhen takes us for nothing. Haven't you understood all these years?"

"Then can you not understand?" Although Zhang Qianhai has an honest temper, he is not a fool, "I just feel that mentioning her while eating will affect my appetite, and I have to eat a few less mouthfuls even with Xiaomei."

"Oh, you're right." Zhang Xingjie nodded, feeling reasonable.

Why are you mentioning that thing, bad luck!
But some people just couldn't help talking about it, and as soon as they said it, He Zhenzhen came to the door.

It was still the same shrew behavior as before, but this time He Zhenzhen dragged a drum from nowhere.

Wang Daming was holding a gong beside him.

He Zhenzhen stood at the door and knocked hard.

The sound of the drum suddenly frightened Xiaomei's right hand, and the chopsticks fell in response.

Wang Daming started beating the gong again, and there was a lot of excitement outside Zhang's house for a while.

Xiaomei was terrified by the sound of firecrackers the night before yesterday.

Now the sound was right outside the door, deafening, making her feel dizzy and palpitating.

"Xiaomei!" Zhang Xingjie immediately realized what was wrong with her.

Xiaomei clutched her stomach, only feeling a burst of pain.

"I...my child..."

Zhang's father and son were taken aback.

Zhang Xingjie hurriedly helped his wife back to the bedroom to lie down, while Zhang Qianhai went out to argue with the two of them.

"He Zhenzhen!" Zhang Qianhai was furious, "What exactly do you want?"

Only then did He Zhenzhen stop, and Wang Daming naturally followed suit.

For a moment, everything seemed to be quiet, and even the ears were a little uncomfortable.

He Zhenzhen threw the drumstick on the drum and stared at Zhang Qianhai fiercely.

"My request is very simple, give me the demolition money, otherwise I will continue to make trouble, anyway, I can afford it."

Zhang Qianhai clenched his fists, wishing he could rush to Tianling Gai.

"How can our Zhang family be sorry for you?"

He Zhenzhen pouted, "Don't say it's useless, I just want money."

Zhang Qianhai had known for a long time that she was this kind of hob meat, and now he really hated himself.

Thinking of finding a wife to live with them, but never expected to lure wolves into the house and end up in this situation today.

But thinking of the current situation at home and the health of his daughter-in-law, Zhang Qianhai was helpless.

"Okay, as long as you sign a document, don't come to trouble us again from now on, I can give you half of the demolition funds."

Zhang Qianhai has been a good person all his life.

Although I don't say that I have done good things all my life, at least I haven't done bad things.

Why did you meet this kind of person.

He wanted to calm things down, but He Zhenzhen put on an even more rascal face.

"Half? That was the previous price, it's too late now."

Zhang Qianhai was incredulous, "What did you say?"

"I thought about it. There is still a marriage certificate between us. We should have half of me, but now life can't go on. I reckon you don't want to be with me anymore. Why don't you buy it with money? The other half will buy us a divorce."

Zhang Qianhai never expected that He Zhenzhen's appetite would be so big.

They want all the demolition money.

"You are dreaming, I will never agree!"

He Zhenzhen grinned, "Come on, Daming, then let's continue dancing."

The deafening drums and piercing gongs sounded again.

Noisy, but to Zhang Qianhai's ears, it was like mourning.

(End of this chapter)