"Chu Xiu's child, I never helped take care of, but Lin Yan's I'm trodding around like an ancestor every day." Zhou Ping finally couldn't bear it anymore and vented to Lin Guoping, having been exhausted these days.
Lin Yan didn't even mention buying a house.
Ou, vaguely listening, his little face tightened, and without uttering a word, he decided he would never come to his grandpa's house again.
Zhou Ping was still the same old self in the village, petty and brainless.
Lin Guoping said, "Go then, go take care of that family, no one told you not to care about Chu Xiu's child, can you even handle that child? You'd run away exhausted in a day, he's so big yet doesn't even know how to use the bathroom."
Zhou Ping's face flushed with anger.
After all, they are not his biological kids, every time Lin Guoping mentioned Chu Xiu, it was with disdain from both his eyes and nose.
Yes, now her daughter is capable, but she didn't consider who raised Lin Yan over the years.
