Chapter 265

Compared Song Zhenyu with younger brother Song Feiyu, Tan Zhen hummed:

"Your younger brother is young, and you are an elder sister. Compare your younger brother with you. How does it look like being an elder sister?"

Song Zhenyu glanced at him, and Song Feiyu, who was holding his phone and focused on playing games, said, "He is now twenty He is two years old. In your eyes, you probably think of him as a three-year-old, saying you can’t scold you, you can’t beat him."

"And me? When I was three years old, I used to be in my 20s. , Let me wash the dishes, let me do all kinds of housework, hit me whenever I feel unhappy."

Tan Zhen retorted, "Isn’t it all for you? Let you raise it from an early age Become a good habit, otherwise can you be independent so early? Can you be so promising?!"

When hearing the words "independence", Song Zhenyu said sadly: "Let the child be independent, this It’s really a high-sounding rhetoric. But you go to ask someone else’s family, do you have a parent who tells your child to walk half an hour to and from school from the beginning of the preschool class?"

Tan Zhen said angrily. "Aren’t you busy with work at that time? If your dad and I don’t make money, how can you raise you up and drink northwestern wind?" Song Zhenyu said: "But at that time, I didn’t see you either. I have a job. I get together with people in the village every day, playing small cards and chatting. I have a lot of free time every day."

"You, you, you...I killed your disobedient girl. !" Tan Zhen was exposed short, and she was so angry that she wanted to round her arms to hit Song Zhenyu a few times.

This time, Song Zhenyu didn't use his arms to block him, so he stood still.

However, as soon as Tan Zhen was about to make a move, Song Feiyu on the side was annoyed and said: "Can you be quiet? I'm really annoyed. It makes me fight pesticides. This is the key to gold!"

After hearing these words, Tan Zhen put down her hand, put away her bad attitude towards Song Zhenyu, and became like a mother, "Well, mother, keep your voice down, you can concentrate on playing and go for gold." After Song Feiyu finished speaking, she looked towards her daughter:

"You also pipe down, don't talk, don't disturb your younger brother playing games. Your younger brother is a game genius. I read the news on the Internet and said that those game anchors He earns tens of millions every year. When he gets gold, he should be able to broadcast live, and he will definitely make a lot of money."

This attitude like the difference between Heaven and Earth, Song Zhenyu has long been No wonder.

Many times, she suspects that she picked it up. Otherwise, why do parents treat Song Feiyu like they treat Young Master, but treat themselves like is Master's treatment of ancient maids.

After a few minutes of silence, Song Feiyu suddenly dropped the phone to the ground and became furious. He pointed to Tan Zhen and Song Zhenyu and said:

"It's all to blame for you, the quarrel, It's so annoying! It made me fail my promotion to Gold!"

Tan Zhen also furious, but naturally she would not move towards Song Feiyu to lose her temper, but pointed to Song Zhenyu and said:

"I’m all to blame. If I see you, I won’t be angry and quarreling with you. Now that your younger brother loses the game, are you satisfied? If it wasn’t for your noisiness, use your younger brother’s super game innate Talent, I will definitely win!"

Song Zhenyu was stunned by the accusation like this.

Is it so difficult to qualify for gold? This game innate talent is also called Super? !

As far as she knows, Song Feiyu has been playing pesticides for at least three years. It is so difficult to advance to gold after three years of playing. This innate talent is hard to describe in a word, okay?

When Song Zhenyu used to teach, he also played a hundred discs in his free time, so he played diamonds casually.

Furthermore, at this level, it is quite ordinary.

To say that the game innate talent is good, it has to be Xu Munyan.

Because when I was chatting with Xu Munyan, I heard her say that I only played pesticides recently. After playing 100 games, I became the king, and the 200 games directly reached the king’s fifty stars.

However, mother Tan Zhen is a rural woman who has a good deal of playing cards and quarrels, but she has no idea about the various levels of the pesticide game.

It is estimated that Song Feiyu baffled a few times in front of her, and Tan Zhen directly regarded Song Feiyu as a game genius.

Song Feiyu even played games for just and honorable, and even drew cakes, falsely claiming that the live broadcast could earn tens of millions in the future.

For this younger brother, Song Zhenyu was too lazy to complain, so he didn’t expose him. He just persuaded Song Feiyu to say:

"You are not young anymore, you should grow up When it's old, don't always think about playing games, do something serious."

Hearing this, Song Feiyu has a guilty conscience and stops talking. It is also a problem for him to deceive mother Tan Zhen. If he deceives elder sister Song Zhenyu, it certainly does not exist.

Tan Zhen heard Song Zhenyu's words, but she defended her son, "Your younger brother playing games is the business. In the future, you can make money from live games, which is much more useful than you."

Song Zhenyu was too lazy to refute, and laughed at himself: "Yes, yes, I am the most useless. The younger brother is more useful than me."

"It's good if you know," Tan Zhen proudly Snorted, I don’t want to talk about other things, so I went directly to the topic: "Are you ready for the gift? Go to the bank and transfer the money to your younger brother so that your younger brother can marry your wife."

Song Zhenyu said with displeasure: "I said on the phone, I won't give out 300,000 gifts."

Song Feiyu casually said: "It's not 300,000, but 800,000."

"Eight hundred thousand?!" Song Zhenyu's surprised eyes widened.

Tan Zhen said indifferently: "We thought about it. As an elder sister, it’s too little to give out three hundred thousand gifts. Eight hundred thousand is the right way to buy a bigger house. Your younger brother I live with my sister-in-law and feel better."

Song Zhenyu was speechless for a while, and then said: "Whether it’s 300,000 or 800,000, I don’t even have 30,000. You are too impressed. I'm here."

Tan Zhen questioned: "You can't even get 30,000 yuan, what are you kidding me? You have been working for several years, so how come you don't have this money."

Speaking of this, Song Zhenyu suddenly became angry, so he said: "I used to be a teacher in a private middle school. Normally, only 8,000 a month, but when it is a little bit more, it is 10,000."

"Every time I pay my salary, I have to pay three thousand to the younger brother, and five thousand for you. In addition, I will give you at least 500 red envelopes for the holidays."

"Also, if you use your mobile phone for less than a year, you have to replace it with a new one. It is also the money I paid."

"I always buy the cheapest clothes, looking for a house. It’s also looking for the cheapest cell phone. You don’t use the cellphones you use."

"And during the holidays, I didn’t even dare to go out and relax. I stayed at home because I had to go out. Spend money."

"I have been in Qingling for so many years, and I have never even made friends. It is not that I don't want to, but I dare not, because I am afraid that my friends suddenly ask me to entertain me for dinner, and I can't afford to pay. "

"Usually I have a cold or a fever. I just carry it by myself. I don't even dare to go to the hospital."

"Take a closer look. I have been working so far. The deposit has never been more than 10,000, how do I save that many gift money."

"But you definitely didn’t even think about these, because you only know that you want money, you want money, you don’t care about it at all. A little bit of me, in your eyes, I am not a daughter, nor an elder sister, but a tool to provide you with money!"

Song Zhenyu's long-held grievances, with one sentence, are exhausted. I vented out, my emotions became more and more excited, tears kept streaming from my eyes, and at the end of the day, the pretty faces on both sides were wet with tears.