When it came to the passing away of her daughter-in-law, Zhao Ziru sighed again, unable to hide her sadness in front of strangers.
She never had a daughter in her life, and only gave birth to three sons. Among the three sons, the third son got married first, and the daughter-in-law she married was a young lady from the Ning family, and she was also the child she watched grow up. She loves Ning Tong as her daughter, who knows that heaven is jealous of beauty, the car accident a year ago not only ruined her best eldest son, but also took away her daughter-in-law whom she regards as her own daughter.
Seeing that her wife was in pain again, Aunt Lan quickly called softly: "Madam."
Zhao Ziru came back to her senses, and changed the subject, remembering Zhang Xiao's surname, Zhang, and asked tentatively, "Who else is in Miss Zhang's family?"
"There is only one father."
Zhang Xiao answered honestly.
"Oh, who is your father?"
"A workaholic, he never cared about my daughter. I haven't seen him for a long time." Zhang Xiao didn't want to talk too much about his father.
The current father has an excellent adopted son, Yi Xiujie, and two biological sons who are under his knees. How can he remember her poor daughter? After a father-daughter quarrel nine years ago, her father told her to leave, and she did.
This rolling is nine years.
She resented her father's ruthlessness for indirectly killing her mother. Her father blamed her for not calling her stepmother "Mom", being ignorant, rude, and heartless, saying that her stepmother treated her like her own daughter, and she didn't even call her "auntie".
That woman is not her mother, she just doesn't bark! And that woman is very good at acting, she does one thing in front of her father and another behind her father's back, but her father loves her very much, no matter what she says, he will listen to her.
"Oh." Seeing that Zhang Xiao didn't want to talk about his father, Zhao Ziru tactfully stopped asking. Anyway, Mu Chen said that Zhang Xiao was just a peddler and would not know Zhang Haotian. As long as it is not Zhang Haotian's family, even if Zhang Xiao's surname is Zhang, Zhao Ziru can barely accept it. In addition, she always has a sense of familiarity with Zhang Xiao, and this sense of familiarity has eased her prejudice against Zhang Xiao's surname.
"This is?" Seeing Zhang Xiao holding a bank card in his hand, Zhao Ziru was puzzled.
Zhang Xiao smiled and explained: "This is my salary card. Mr. Mu gave it to me just now, saying that he will give me a year's salary first, and let me take good care of Mu Ya."
"Well. Mu Ya is my only grandchild. We all love her very much, but this child is weird. Ever since I saw you, she has been crying and crying after coming home. We can't do anything about her. Mu Chen is very busy He can't take care of Mu Ya himself. Miss Zhang, Mu Ya is on your leave. I believe in Mu Chen's vision. He can invite you back to take care of Mu Ya, which shows that you are a very good girl. "
Zhao Ziru's attitude improved a lot, her tone was no longer indifferent, with some warmth, and the eyes she looked at Zhang Xiao were also gentle.
Zhang Xiao still smiled, "Madam, I will."
The contract cannot be terminated, she will be Mu Ya's nanny mother for this year, and her duty is to accompany and take care of Xiao Douding in her arms.
After the two chatted for a while, Zhao Ziru got up and said to Mu Ya: "Mu Ya, grandma will go take care of your uncle first, you have to be obedient and stop crying."
Mu Ya saw that her grandmother didn't speak, but she would wave her little hand as a way of saying goodbye to her.
Zhao Ziru saw that her granddaughter was cute and sensible, so she couldn't help but lean over. Zhang Xiao stood up holding Mu Ya at the right time, then she kissed Mu Ya's little face, pampered the child's head, and said dotingly: "Mu Ya is so good, she will say goodbye to grandma."
"She's very smart." Zhang Xiao said sincerely. Holding Mu Ya in his arms, he sent Zhao Ziru out of the house, and stopped at the arched door.
As soon as Zhao Ziru left the house, her mind returned to her eldest son, and she didn't notice that Zhang Xiao stopped at the door.
After sending Zhao Ziru away, Zhang Xiao put Mu Ya down, led Mu Ya back, and took her to play in the yard.
One big and one small had a great time, Mu Ya's laughter rang out from time to time, and drifted to the next door.
Mu Yi next door heard the silver bell-like laughter of his niece. He was crying like a tearful person ten minutes ago, but after being hugged, he changed into a different person. He said to his mother in a funny way: "Mom, Mu Ya I'm smiling very happily now. Have you seen that nanny named Zhang Xiao? Does she look like Tongtong?"
He thought that Mu Ya regarded Zhang Xiao as her mother because Zhang Xiao looked like Ning Tong.
Zhao Ziru looked at the home of her youngest son, and explained softly: "No, but she looks very beautiful and sweet. On the surface, she is the same type of person as Tongtong, and she probably doesn't have the same personality. I can tell from her There is a tenacity between the brows, which Tongtong does not have."
"Tongtong is a flower in a greenhouse. Since that Zhang Xiao is a peddler, a self-reliant and freelancer, he will naturally have a tenacity that Tongtong doesn't have." Mu Yi pushed the wheelchair by himself, and Zhao Ziru hurriedly pushed him, asking: " Yi, where are you going?"
Mu Yi's eyebrows softened, "I want to get closer, so that I can hear you more clearly. I like to hear Mu Ya's smile."
"Do you want to go there?" Zhao Ziru asked tentatively.
Mu Yi shook his head and refused without thinking. He doesn't like to appear in front of strangers in a wheelchair, and he is also afraid of facing the sympathetic eyes of others.
Knowing what the eldest son was thinking, Zhao Ziru's expression was gloomy, and she quickly changed the subject, fearing that it would cause the eldest son to go crazy again.
Zhang Xiao didn't know what the mother and son next door were doing. She sat down under a tree in the yard and watched Mu Ya play with Aunt Lan. As long as she was present, Mu Ya would not cry and would rather be with other people play together.
As if remembering something, she took out her mobile phone and called Yi Xiujie.
Yi Xiujie quickly answered her call, and asked with concern: "Xiao'er, are you okay?"
Zhang Xiao smiled and said, "What can I do? Xiu Jie, how is Ye Qing? Can the two servants of Mu's family take care of Ye Qing? I will go to the hospital to accompany Ye Qing after four o'clock in the evening."
Yi Xiujie looked at the woman lying on the bed, and instead of answering Zhang Xiao immediately, he walked to the bed and handed the phone to Ye Qing.
Ye Qing asked him: "Is it Zhang Xiao's phone number?"
Yi Xiujie's lips were pursed tightly, but he didn't utter a single word.
Ye Qing went crazy.
We've known each other for several years, and this man will always cherish his words like gold to her.
Snatching the phone from Yi Xiujie, Ye Qing immediately complained to Zhang Xiao on the other end of the phone: "Zhang Xiao, can you drag your big brother Bingshan away? I'd rather take care of myself than see him. Ask him, don't say a word, as if you will die if you say a word. Also, are you okay? Did those two men bully you? If they dare to bully you, tell me, I promise I will never end with them Gone."
Zhang Xiao smiled, "Xiu Jie hasn't left yet."
"If he left, why did you call his cell phone? You're asking knowingly." Ye Qing refuted Zhang Xiao's words, and asked again: "Zhang Xiao, are you okay?"