Chapter 236 A War of Words between Grandfathers And Grandsons

Chapter 236 the war of words between ancestors and grandchildren

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the room, the unhappy Mrs. Zhenglao began to scold him, "Mingfeng, where have you been running off to again? Can't you just stay at home all day? It's not easy for your father to earn money. Can't you save some for him?"

Old zheng Zheng Heping, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, stroked his glasses and squinted at her without saying anything.

Zheng mingfeng had a big temper. She used to be a firecracker. She was suppressed by Zheng Wentao for half a year, but now she was much better than others. She stood in the middle of the room and answered loudly, "Grandma, I haven't had a rest for two months. It's not easy for me to take a day off today. I'm going out for a walk. What's wrong? I would rather go out and bask in the sun than stay at home, or listen to your indiscriminate scolding at home. Also, since last july, I've been using my own money. I didn't ask my parents for a penny. I made my own money. I can spend it as I want. Can you control it?"

"You... I'm just saying one thing about you. You're so rude to say so much. You really owe me a lesson." Mrs. Zhenglao was so angry that his fingers trembled.

"Say something to me? Did you touch your conscience and say only one sentence? You've only lived in my house for three days. How many times have you scolded me and my mother? We work hard every day. When we come back, we have to listen to your orders like the old maids and daughters-in-law. Today, grandpa is here. Do you dare to repeat what you scolded yesterday in front of him?" Zheng Mingfeng was not too stupid. Although his grandfather was sometimes dissatisfied with his behavior, he would not scold her for no reason. He was a very reasonable person, and he was very proud, so grandma always avoided his grandfather when scolding them.

Sure enough, Zheng Heping narrowed his eyes and looked at the old woman, his face turning green. After spending the rest of her life with her, how could she not know how bad her mouth sounded? In the past, if she liked to dig up old scores, she would let her go. But if she deliberately rubbed her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, then if others knew, they would not know what to say.

Mrs. Zhenglao was so angry that he wanted to scold her again, but when he met the old man's cold eyes, he could only glare at Zheng Mingfeng fiercely. This dead girl also learned to complain. Very well, I'll deal with her later.

"When Minglong comes back at noon, I'll tell him exactly what you said to mom yesterday. You called mom a cheap hoof in front of me, and that's what you called me. Minglong and I are twins, and this" cheap hoof "Can't be without him. A college student from another family is held high. Our college student is the bitch in grandma's mouth. I will let him remember grandma's words."

Zheng Mingfeng knew that he did not have a good impression in front of his grandfather and the elders, but his brother was different. He was always very obedient and sensible, and his elders and relatives liked him very much. The two of them were twins, so tying him to himself was a boost.

Zheng Heping's face was as gloomy as water. If he hadn't thought that she had given birth to three children and two daughters, he might have slapped her today.

"You..." Mrs. Zhenglao's eyes were bloodshot from anger, and his withered fingers pointed at her trembling, "You, you wretched girl..."

Zheng mingfeng didn't even give her a look and just said, "Grandpa, I'll go back to my room first." He turned around and left.

After winning at grandma's place, Zheng Mingfeng returned to the house in a good mood. Before lunch, as soon as Zheng Minglong came home, she told him all about grandma's "Crime," and in front of Zheng Wentao, she was so angry that Mrs. Zhenglao almost had a stroke.

Zheng Heping, the head of the family, came out to mediate. This time, the target of education was mother zheng. The family listened to an hour of education class, and then the family returned to silence.

Half a month later, when Zheng Mingfeng came back from work, he suddenly told Zheng Wentao and Li Xiaoqin that he was resigning and that he had found a job with a higher salary. She met the parents of a student in the children's palace. The other party was filming a print advertisement, mainly with a clothing brand. She was asked to be a clothing model. Her salary was much higher than being a dance teacher, and her working hours were freer.

Zheng Wentao did not agree on the spot, he did not object to her becoming a fashion model, but to check the other party's qualifications are not formal. Li Xiaoqin did not object either. It was rare for her daughter to be ambitious, so she naturally supported her.

The only objection was Mrs. Zhenglao, who yelled at her on the spot, refusing to let her do this kind of work. It was embarrassing. Her thoughts were very old-fashioned. Naturally, she had also seen the clothes of the model stars on tv. She felt that wearing them was revealing and immoral, which would make two college students in her family lose face with her.

Her opposition was unusually strong, but Zheng Mingfeng ignored her. She took Zheng Minglong to the parents' company to check it out. It was indeed formal. There were nearly a hundred employees and she was lucky to see two third-rate stars on tv that day, so she decided to quit her job at the children's palace and go to this advertising company.

Zheng Wentao asked about his son's relationship with the advertising company. Zheng Minglong thought it was okay. The two of them saw other people's work in the studio. It was more interesting than expected. He agreed to let his sister try. Zheng Wentao and Li Xiaoqin agreed when their son said so.

In addition to the old lady at home, she had a good time working in an advertising agency. Every day she went to work happily and left work happily, but she underestimated the old lady's difficulty.

It was only a week's work, and when she got home, she was awaiting three sessions.

The Zheng family couple, uncle and second uncle, aunt and second aunt, as well as their own family, including Zheng Mingze, were all here. The reason was that Mrs. Zhenglao pretended to be ill and asked all his children and grandchildren to visit him, lying that zheng ming was suffering from feng qi. Then when everyone arrived, she stopped pretending and began to scold Zheng Mingfeng in front of the whole family. Li Xiaoqin was so angry that she almost vomited blood. Zheng Wentao and Zheng Minglong's faces were also extremely pale.

As soon as Zheng Mingfeng entered, it was this strange atmosphere. She was very sensitive and felt that today's battle was coming for her.

Before she could say anything, Mrs. Zhenglao's angry voice roared, "Zheng Mingfeng, come here."

Grandma, can you lower your voice? I come in every day and don't say anything. You just yell at me like that. People who don't know think I'm contradicting you again." Zheng Mingfeng was a little arrogant. She really couldn't get close to grandma.

"Look, look, this is how she treats her elders." Mrs. Zhenglao took the opportunity to complain.

Zheng Mingfeng frowned and retorted, "Grandma, did I say or do something wrong just now?"

"You..." Mrs. Zhenglao did not know how she had changed over the past two years, and her words became more and more irritating.

Zheng Heping slapped the table and shouted at the old woman, "Have you had enough?"

Mrs. Zhenglao's eyes were red. She knew that she had angered him by pretending to be ill and bringing all her children and grandchildren here today, but she didn't want Zheng Mingfeng's job to harm two good grandchildren. She didn't think she was doing the wrong thing.

Zheng Mingfeng was also shocked. She rarely saw her grandfather lose his temper. Did grandma do something to make him angry just now? If that was the case, it would be great. She could live a quiet life again.

The gloating in her eyes was not concealed at all. Li Xiaoqin gave her a helpless look, indicating that she should restrain herself.

"Mingfeng, come here." Zheng Heping spoke.

Zheng Heping had a lot of prestige at home. After all, he had fought in the war before, and was later assigned to work in the logistics department after he retired from the army. The Zheng family family could not live without this old man.

Zheng Mingfeng was still a little afraid of his grandfather, and immediately put his backpack on the cabinet, walked over and stood by the side.

What Zheng Heping said was nothing more than a matter of her work. She also suggested that she resign and return to the children's palace to work. He didn't think the job was disgraceful, just that she had a stable job as a girl, and the advertising model industry was not suitable for their family.

After grandpa finished analyzing the pros and cons, Zheng Mingfeng's face was already livid. He stuck his neck and said, "Grandpa, I won't quit this job. Although I only worked a few days, I like working there. I earn no less than my brother as a teacher in a month. I don't need to ask my parents for money anymore. What's more, the school has always taught everyone to be equal and not to be lowly in their work? Where in the world is my job as cheap as grandma said? The people who work in our studio, the photographers, or the third year students of my brother's school, a few models, or the college students of the art school, our boss's sister is also a graduate of the art school, and now she works in the company. So many college students choose to work there, why is it cheap? I'm a junior high school student with no education. It's not because I've learned dancing and have a good temperament that I'm suitable to model for them. It's rare for me to have such a good job. Why should I give up?"

Zheng Mingfeng had spent the past few years scrambling around outside, learning more or less some life experience, and now she would not be as wild as before. She also began to understand how to grasp the key points to win points for herself.

Her words were very practical, and she described her work from another side. The Zheng family had only produced two top students, Zheng Mingze and the Zheng Minglong brothers. Plus, the name of college students in this era was really popular. Most of the people in the Zheng family didn't care what job she was doing before. It had nothing to do with them anyway. Now that they heard what she said, even college students worked in their advertising agency. A junior high school student of hers earned more money every month than a college teacher like Zheng Mingze. With that in mind, everyone looked at Zheng Mingfeng differently.