Zhao Peng stayed at his uncle's house for two years while studying, and he was even more intimate.

If it weren't for the fact that this happened to Zhao Peng's family, he would still live in his uncle's house because his uncle's house was closer to the middle school.

"Guan Hong." The aunt saw that her brother was so thin that she burst into tears on the spot.

He stepped forward and grabbed my uncle's arm, unwilling to let go.

"Second sister, why are you crying?" The uncle handed the bag in his hand to Zhao Peng, and used the rough back of his hand to wipe his sister's tears. As he wiped, he, a big man, also began to cry.

I must have been wronged in the detention center.

Because of Zhao Zhengwei's relationship, the public security organs will definitely not make my uncle feel better.

Even if Zhao Zhengwei himself does not have such thoughts, the people under his command may not be sure.

There are always many people who want to flatter their leaders.

"Let's go home, why are you crying here and let others see jokes."

The uncle patted his uncle on the shoulder and blamed his wife slightly.

"I'm happy to see Guan Hong, so I can't cry. You're really in charge."

My uncle smiled embarrassedly.

He also knew that his wife was happy, but he wasn't really blamed her.

At this time, my uncle let go of my aunt's hand, turned to look at Zhao Peng, and smiled silly: "Pengwa, you have grown taller again."

"Not that, that's it. Let's go back."

"Okay, go home."

The four of them walked down the steps of the detention center. Halfway through, they suddenly saw Li Yunxia rushing over with her little daughter and stopping the four of them.

"Don't think about leaving. You hurt someone and want to leave. That's so easy."

Her voice was very loud, her face was ferocious, and she had a momentum of breaking the death.

Her cousin Minmin, who was held in her hand, looked pale and scared to speak.

My uncle was honest and honest. After being fussed like this, he didn't know what to do. He was stunned on the spot and subconsciously defended: "I didn't hit anyone, I just stood next to my elder sister."

"You're talking nonsense. Our man was obviously injured by your head. You still want to deny it. You're going to give it back to my man and my man."

Li Yunxia is just a shrew.

Her appearance naturally attracted many people to watch.

Everyone pointed at it, some said that Li Yunxia was not paying attention to the influence, and some suspected that her uncle had done something bad.

Watching the fun is not a small matter, everyone is placing things according to their own speculations.

They are not interested in the right and wrong of disputes, but how right and wrong will develop is the greatest pleasure.

Seeing Li Yunxia being so cruel, my uncle and her husband were a little worried.

For a moment, I had no choice but to stop Li Yunxia from scratching him.

Only Zhao Peng doesn't care.

He was not in the mood to say too much to Li Yunxia. Seeing her twitching and tangling, he went forward and grabbed her arm and threw her on the steps next to him.

I took the opportunity to hold on to my cousin who was about to fall with him.

My cousin Minmin is a very well-behaved child and has no similarity to her mother.

Until he grew up, he was also very sensible and had a close relationship with Zhao Peng.

So he is very gentle to Minmin.

"You stand far away Minmin, your mother is playing tricks again, be careful to hurt you."

Minmin nodded and ran to the side to stand.

She may also feel that her mother is embarrassed, and she has conflicts with others in this environment, just like those bad women on TV.

Of course, she was still young and didn't understand the conflict between her parents and the third uncle's family. She just felt that her father should be arrested by the police if she hurt Aunt San.

Aunt San is so good, there will definitely be nothing wrong.

It is common for my father to have conflicts with others all day long and being locked up in a detention center.

"Zhao Peng, you little bastard, you dare to push me, and see if I don't tear your face." Li Yunxia struggled to get up and was about to rush forward again.

Zhao Peng gently blocked her with his arms and did not let her approach.

The three of them accompanied their uncle down the steps, got on the car, and then left the door of the detention center.

He looked at Li Yunxia from the rearview mirror and found that Zhao Zhengyi's figure walked out from behind the stone lion on the side, as if he was talking about something.

This is the normal logic.

With Li Yunxia's mind, she wouldn't have thought of making trouble here.

I just don’t know what the meaning of making trouble like this is, and things will not turn around because of her.

At most it is just disgusting people.

The car drove all the way from the city to my grandmother's village.

Zhangzhuang.

The road in the village is very narrow, and Zhao Peng drove very carefully.

It's also very slow.

From time to time, people came out of their homes and watched the car drive by.

In this era, there are very few small cars, which are even rarer in rural areas.

Everyone was curious to see a brand new Santana and guessed whose car it was.

Before I could reach my grandmother's house, I saw a row of people standing at my grandmother's house waiting from afar.

When I saw it closer, I saw that it was my uncle and second uncle’s family, as well as my aunt and a few children.

The one standing in the center of the crowd was grandma. She was leaning on a wooden stick and supporting her hands, watching the car slowly drive in front of her.

After stopping the car, Zhao Peng turned off the engine and said to his uncle: "I'm home, uncle."

However, my uncle stared at the dilapidated yard, the incomplete gate, and the people standing at the door, and did not dare to get off the car for a while.

It was better for my aunt and uncle to get out of the car first and help him out.

Of course, his legs were fine, he was just timid when he went home.

After getting off the car, he breathed the free air of his hometown and gradually recovered his mood. He ran over and knelt down at his mother's feet, hugged Zhao Peng's grandmother's legs and started crying.

Everyone couldn't bear it, they were all sad and shed tears.

Only my aunt, full of unhappiness, suddenly patted her son's head: "Look at your dad, I've been in there for so long, and I don't even have a few of us mothers in my heart, I just think about his mother."

Everyone knew the sarcastic habit of my aunt, but she didn't bother with her.

They all pretend to turn a blind eye.

Grandma's rough hands rubbed her son's head repeatedly, "Son, you're finally back, I thought I couldn't see you. These days, I'm thinking about it every day and at night. When I think of my son suffering in it, my mother shed tears and almost dried up her tears."

"Mom, it's a bad son."

"You are not bad. You are helping your sister stand out. What's wrong with it? The mistake is that they are the old Zhao family, and there is no good person. They framed my son for no reason and caused you to be injustice. Look at you, you have lost so much weight after only a few months. Mom is really heartbroken."

"You guys come in and talk about it. Standing at this door, crying and letting the neighbors laugh at me."

This time, my aunt tried her best to pull her brother up and helped her mother into the house.

Everyone followed in.

Zhao Peng was about to follow him in, but his aunt stopped him at the door.

"Sorry, our Zhang family's temple is small and cannot tolerate the big Buddhas of your Zhao family. Please go back, nouveau riche."

Zhao Peng was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.

He really couldn't deal with his aunt.

Fortunately, my uncle helped him to relieve the siege, "What are you talking about? What are you competing with a child for your own affairs? Is that something he can decide?"

My uncle turned around and took Zhao Peng's hand and entered the house together.

My aunt was still very unhappy, but she didn't fight with her husband and walked into the house angrily.

Because my grandmother's houses are very small and cannot accommodate so many people at the same time, everyone is standing in the yard when they enter.

The second aunt took out some stools from each room and sat down each other.

Of course, he is not as good as Zhao Peng. He is a junior and is not qualified to take the seat.

Everyone asked his uncle about his affairs in the detention center. When they knew that he had suffered some pain, they were immediately filled with anger and complained that those people were not good things, they knew that they bullied honest people.

"Others bullying honest people can't compare to their own family members."

My aunt was next to her again and was sarcastic.
To be continued...