Dressed as a wronged stepmother, I was pampered by three villains

The young man in the wheelchair is very heroic. Although he is not good at walking, he is not a bit sluggish. He sits there, with his upper body as straight as a pine tree, and has a composure beyond his age, as if he can be wiped out while talking and laughing.

The setting sun was as red as blood, plating gold on his body. It seemed like there was a chariot underneath him. As long as the scene changed, he could grow a tassel to bind the blue dragon and trample through the Helan Mountains.

Even Zhang Biluo couldn't help but praise in his heart. This man could be said to be majestic and handsome, and he was much more pleasing to the eye than Tang Yan who was pushing the wheelchair behind him.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Before the other party could answer, Tang Yan said first: "This is my good friend. His surname is... Ji and his given name is Ziwei."

Ziwei? I'm still in good health!

Zhang Biluo said calmly: "What are you doing?"

Tang Yan rushed to answer again, "Brother Ji will live with me from now on. As a neighbor, I came here to visit."

Zhang Biluo sneered, "Then you are so polite."

At this time, Erbao took Xiaobao out and handed Zhang Biluo a page of rice paper he had just written on. When he saw the stranger at the gate, he bowed silently.

Zhang Biluo praised: "Er Bao's writing is really good. It won't be long before I can help my mother copy the manuscript."

Dabao also came over to take a look, and said with a smile: "My sister writes more neatly than me."

Zhang Biluo continued to praise: "Dabao is also great, and he dances well with Dabao sword."

The girls were enjoying themselves here. Ji Ziwei, who was in a wheelchair, looked at Yan Dabao, who was holding a small bamboo sword, with twinkling eyes, and suddenly asked: "Yan Longcheng, how long have you been practicing swordsmanship?"

Dabao was startled, and subconsciously took a step back. The man said again: "I was listening to the sound of swords outside the door just now, and I found that your sword moves are a mixture of two schools. I have learned them from two people, but I can't understand them. Your steps are sloppy and your wrists are weak.

, you can’t defeat the enemy with just one move.”

It was so cruel that Dabao cried "Wow". Tang Yan was so anxious that he patted the back of the chair and whispered: "It's too much. It's too much."

Zhang Biluo was so angry that he picked up the fire stick next to him and wanted to chase the person away. Unexpectedly, the person targeted Erbao again: "Yan Mingyue, can you be complacent if you write like this? You are already so bad, Yan

Long Cheng is still not as neat as you, which shows that his handwriting is even worse!"

After this stabbing, Dabao became even more sad and cried so hard that Erbao bit his lips and lowered his head, tears falling down his face.

The older two cried, and the little one panicked and started howling at the top of his lungs.

Tang Yan was heartbroken, "Why do you even discipline the second treasure? I should have known I wouldn't let you come!"

Ever since the day Zhang Biluo came in, the cubs had never cried so miserably. She was so angry that she picked up a fire stick and started to smoke it, whittling and cursing:

"Are you here to visit, or are you here to cause trouble for my family? You are a stranger who can't walk upright, and it doesn't matter to you that my kid writes and practices swordsmanship? Other people's efforts are worthless in your eyes, right? You haven't paid anything.

You know how to squirt, you Huohuo, go to your own children, you are an eyesore at the door of my house!"

Tang Yan was beaten until he screamed, "It's so vulgar! It's so vulgar!"

Ji Ziwei was also hit several times, but she didn't say a word or even frown.

"That...Sanniang?"

There was a weak sound from the side, and Zhang Biluo looked back. There was a man dressed as a scholar standing by the door, his eyes wandering, as if he was ready to run away at any time.

"Who are you?!" Zhang Biluo yelled out in great displeasure when her outburst was interrupted.

"I...I am Wu Yong."

Zhang Biluo was at a loss. He felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was. Dabao twitched and said, "Mom, why did you forget? He is Wu Xiucai, and he asks you for money every time he comes."

Damn it!

Zhang Biluo couldn't help but swear. Things have been going so well recently that he forgot about this bastard!

Tang Yan rubbed his arm that was bruised from the beating, and said with anger and disdain, "You have no vision! You have no sense of shame."

Zhang Biluo raised his hand, and the fire stick flew out and hit Tang Yan on the head. At that time, he was shocked.

Tang Yan covered his head and squatted down. This woman is so tough, a dominatrix!

Zhang Biluo rolled up his sleeves, moved his wrists, and said to Wu Xiucai: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have anything to say, let it go!"

Wu Yong felt something was not right and wanted to retreat, but considering that he was about to participate in the provincial examination, the travel expenses had not yet been paid...

If you can pass the exam this time, you will be the master of the exam from now on. It doesn't matter if you say a few soft words now, a man can bend and stretch! When he wins the exam, he will not associate with this woman again.

So he forced a smile and said, "Yesterday I saw Sanniang talking to the manager in the bookstore. Then I realized that the childish fairy tale was written by Sanniang. I felt so happy that I came here to congratulate Sanniang."

Zhang Biluo nodded, "Now that the congratulations are over, you can leave."

Wu Yong sneered and said bravely: "Sanniang, my nickname is Li Nu. Didn't you write that story for me?"

Poof, as soon as Tang Yan took the tea from the servant, he spit it out in one gulp.

Zhang Biluo was stunned. She glanced behind her subconsciously, and Dabao moved a stool with her with great discernment.

It's not that green tea is not allowed at this time, but she still feels uncomfortable no matter how strong the tea taste is. Anyway, the character has been destroyed today, so she simply lets it go!

Zhang Biluo sat down and said slowly: "Your name is Li Nu. You are a male. You look like a scumbag at first glance. Do you know what will happen?"

Wu Yong timidly said, "I would like to hear the details."

"You are a raccoon slave who shows mercy everywhere, attracts bees and butterflies, changes your mind when you see new things, likes the new and hates the old. To prevent you little she-cats from getting angry, the usual method is to cut off the eggs."

Zhang Biluo's hand struck out of thin air, "Click, it's all over."

Wu Yong shivered in fright and subconsciously covered his head.

Zhang Biluo sneered and said: "In order to make it easier to distinguish, I will also cut off the tips of your ears. From then on, you will have no desires and desires, your mind will be as calm as water, and soon you will be broad-minded and fat. If you focus on studying, you may get the exam."

"

Wu Yong's hair stood up at what she said, and the relevant parts were extremely uncomfortable. His face turned red, and he turned around and left.

Dabao wiped his tears with his sleeve and said, "Mom, you didn't give him any money this time."

Zhang Biluo said: "My mother's money is only for you to spend, who is he?"

Tang Yan on the side was dumbfounded, "Zhang Sanniang, you, you are so vulgar!"

Zhang Biluo stepped forward and kicked the wheelchair, causing the wheelchair to roll in reverse. Tang Yan was so frightened that he quickly followed. Hearing two bangs, Zhang Biluo closed the door.

"Although we are neighbors, you are really annoying. From now on, I will take care of my children, and you enjoy your blessings. It is best not to even see each other!"

The two people finally got out, and Zhang Biluo hurriedly coaxed the child, "Don't be angry, Dabao and Erbao, don't listen to that man's nonsense. My children are all very powerful, not ordinary children can compare to him. He can't take care of himself, how dare he go there?"

Our family is pointing fingers!"

Erbao chuckled and hugged Zhang Biluo's thigh, "Don't be angry, I want to eat meat."

Dabao wiped Xiaobao's tears and said, "Brother, why are you crying? You are howling louder than me? Stop crying and smell it quickly. Is the smell of steamed meat coming out?"

Although the child was well coaxed, Zhang Biluo still couldn't let go. So where did Ji Ziwei come from? Why did she point fingers at Dabao and Erbao? Why was his name given by Tang Yan? Is it his real name?

Everything about the house next door is weird, and the purpose of today's action is very clear, which is to see the children.

The sky is high here and the emperor is far away. People and things in Beijing have no reference value if they are transmitted here. Zhang Biluo thought for a while and went to the bookstore the next day.

The manager came up to him and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, do you have any new scripts?"

"There isn't one today. I just took a look around. I want to find out if there are any biographies of famous people from that time, so I can write a storybook as a reference."