Chapter 1257： The surly teenager, fierce (62)

Chapter 1257 The surly teenager, fierce (62)

Su Qiao has become the golden lump in the eyes of the villagers, God of Wealth, as soon as he goes out, someone will greet her enthusiastically, hoping to also touch her fortune.

Someone asked Ueda Osmanthus to tell Su Qiao about marriage, which made Gao Jinghui's face strained for a long time.

No way, Su Qiao can only pull Gao Jinghui to stay at home to review his homework, which makes Gao Jinghui relax a lot.

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This morning, two uninvited guests came to the Gao family.

"What are you doing here?"

Seeing the two, Gao Jinghui's face sank suddenly, and he blocked them at the gate of the courtyard.

Father Gao's eyes were very unkind: "Huh, your wings are hard now, and you make such a big scene outside, even my dad doesn't say anything."

Gao Jinghui knew their purpose at a glance, and sneered:

"Oh, when you drove me out of the house, did you treat me like a son?"

"Why? Now I am doing well outside, and you are not pleasing to your eyes again?"

Father Gao came here with a stomach of anger, and now he became more angry, pointing to his nose and cursing:

"Asshole thing, what good did you do at the beginning, don't you have any points in your heart?

The purpose of bringing you back to the village was to keep you from the limelight. If it weren’t for Lao Tzu, you would have been locked up in a labor camp. "

Looking at the man in front of him who he wanted to call ‘father’, Gao Jinghui smiled even more ironically:

"Oh, what do you mean, I didn't go to the prison, so thank you?"

"Since I was young, what good things have I never seen?

My mother bought me several broken things like watches, even if they were imported. Do I still need to steal someone else’s? "

"My mother and my grandpa gave me more than five hundred yuan in pocket money during the New Year. Do I still need to steal five hundred yuan?"

"Don’t you just watch my grandpa and my mother go there, you can’t help you anymore, and all the family’s property is in your hands, so don’t you need to worry about me anymore?"

'Snapped'

Father Gao seemed to have been forcibly taken off his coat, revealing his filthy heart, and slapped him viciously with a wave of anger:

"You bastard, I'm your old man, how dare you talk to me like this?"

Gao Jinghui's face hurts fiercely, but his heart hurts countless times more than his face.

The whole person suddenly became yin, with strong hatred in his eyes: "If I don't talk to you like this, how can I talk to you?"

"Aren't you just being hit by me, so you became angry from embarrassment?"

Gao Mingyuan watched the **** being beaten, and felt a headache in his heart: "Brother, see if you make Dad angry. What if you get angry at all?"

"Shut up! Who is your brother? You, Xiao Yezhong, deserve to be called my brother?"

The cold light in Gao Jinghui's eyes flickered.

"Things that are empty heads and brains, don't think I don't know that these are all made by you.

Don’t think that I don’t know that those little gangsters who keep blocking me in school are all instructed by you. "

"Also, what are you here for today, don't think I don't know."

"Don't even think about it!"

"The hole belongs to Uncle Xiao and Xiao Qiao, and the money is also earned by Uncle Xiao and Xiao Qiao. You don't want to take a dime from me, let alone the idea of ​​making a hole."

"You eat something inside and out, see if I don't have a good lesson today..."

Gao Bin raised his hand and was about to fight again, and the wooden stick in Su Qiao's hand moved to the middle.

With a cold face, a very ugly look:

"What kind of cats and dogs, dare to come to me and run wild?"

(End of this chapter)