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

Seeing Zhang Biluo not speaking, Yan Hanguang lowered his head sadly, becoming even more pretentious. Zhang Biluo said angrily: "What do you want?"

"Han Guang's favorite book is "The Son of Destiny Reborn"..."

Yan Hanguang made a careful gesture to make himself look particularly well-behaved and sensitive, as if he would shut up immediately if his mother-in-law looked wrong.

"Don't you already have a complete set of story books?" Zhang Biluo glanced at him. The naughty boy was wearing a jade pendant of luck, holding the male protagonist's folding fan in his hand, and a wine bottle hanging on his waist. "Well, they are also used for peripherals.

Now that we have it, we should not be lacking anything."

"Lao Guo and his disciples were telling storytelling stories in the De Sheng Building and our teahouse. They were all stories written by us. Han Guang had been looking forward to it for a long time, but he never got to read "The Son of Destiny"."

Zhang Biluo understood, "You want to change this script into storytelling, right?"

Yan Hanguang highlighted the key point: "Let Lao Guo speak in person, preach it all over Daxi, and spread it to all corners of the world!"

"You're still talking about it all over the universe!" Zhang Biluo glared at him, "Just this one wish?"

"Yeah! Nothing else!" Yan Hanguang answered loudly, crisply and innocently, with his face filled with happiness and joy.

Zhang Biluo thought: To put it bluntly, when you put yourself in the role of the male protagonist, you just want to be the son of fate.

"Auntie, you are so kind to me! Hanguang fanned you in the summer and served you tea in the winter. I will definitely honor you!"

Dabao was unhappy at the side, "Yan Hanguang, are you disgusted? Xiaobao doesn't speak with a choked voice like you. Besides, my mother has me and my second treasure Xiaobao, is it your turn to fan the fan and serve tea? You

Don’t get in front of my mother!”

Yan Hanguang lowered his head in frustration, with tears in his eyes, "I...I understand, I just don't make my brother angry."

Zhang Biluo: "..." I just quietly watched your bitch acting.

Dabao snorted arrogantly and tugged on Zhang Biluo's sleeve, "Yan Hanguang is very cunning, but my mother's eyes are sharp and she will not be deceived by him."

Zhang Biluo pinched the little boy's face and asked with a smile: "Then what do you want?"

Dabao understood, "I want a hoe, a kettle, and some flower seeds. Back in Biyun Town, Dabao promised to plant flowers for your mother, and he will keep his word!"

Yan Hanguang was shocked and his eyes almost popped out. Isn't this too good?

Yan Hanguang refuses to admit defeat!

He ran back to his room, took out a land deed, and said, "Auntie, Han Guang has one more wish!"

"speak!"

"Nowadays, children from poor families can enter the classroom. Last time I heard from my aunt that she wanted to use the surplus from selling cultural and creative works and story books to build more libraries. Han Guang has a ready-made shop in his hand, so he can just give it to my aunt.

Come on, how about you do your best for the children of Daxi?"

Zhang Biluo was amused by him. This child was afraid that his mature words would arouse suspicion, so he found a new way and added more modal particles in his words, thus pretending to be like a child.

Seeing that his aunt did not accept the land deed, Yan Hanguang became anxious, "Auntie, did Hanguang say something wrong to offend you?"

Take a look, this guy is a bitch and a bitch, even worse than when he first came here.

"I don't dislike it. Your mother left this to you. Your mother will definitely be angry if you turn it into a library."

Yan Hanguang blinked his eyes, almost crying, "This is already mine, and I have the final say as to what to use it for."

Dabao became anxious when he heard this, "Yan Hanguang, shut up! Who doesn't have a shop? My mother doesn't want mine, let alone yours!"

At this time, Erbao, who ran in from outside, was also angry, "Mom, if you use Yan Hanguang's shop, I will be at odds with him!"

"Wow!" Xiaobao came in behind Erbao, sat on the ground and started howling, "Mom! I don't have a shop, I'm sorry for my mother!"

Zhang Biluo was so quarreled that she had a headache. She was quarreling over a shop. What should she do?