When he saw the people in front of him, Zhang Zhiwen's face became a little cold. These people were no one else, but the children of his uncle's family, namely his cousin Zhang Zhishan, Zhang Zhiyong, the son of the third uncle's family, Zhang Zhigao, and several other children in the village. Erdan was also inside.

But Su Jinse didn't know these people very well.

She didn't play with her children at all, and she went up the mountains and down the river when she had time.

"Nothing is nothing, I don't believe it! I can smell the aroma of meat buns! What you have to hold in it must be meat buns! Take one out for me to taste." Zhang Zhishan said domineeringly, looking domineering.

As they passed by, he smelled a scent of meat!

It must be meat buns!

In the morning, my grandparents went to my fourth uncle's house and came back very angry. They said that my fourth uncle's house made meat buns but didn't give them food!

Very stingy!

He was very angry about this because he didn't eat meat buns and got angry. Unexpectedly, he met Zhang Zhiqiang and the others here.

"Zhang Zhishan, who do you think you are? You can take it if you say you want it?" Zhang Zhiqiang was unhappy.

"Zhang Zhiqiang, what do you mean? I am your cousin, what's wrong with me if I ask you to get a bun!" Zhang Zhishan put his waist on his back.

Zhang Zhiyong nodded and agreed: "That's right! I won't lose you a piece of meat for a bun. How could you be as stingy as your father!"

Zhang Zhiqiang's face immediately became so angry that his face darkened, and his voice was filled with anger: "Who are you talking about stingy?"

"Of course you are your father! Your parents are stingy. We are at least a family. We don't know how to use the buns for us to eat, but they actually hide them secretly!" Zhang Zhishan curled his lips disdainfully, "At least, I still call him "Uncle Fourth."

Zhang Zhiqiang clenched his fists: "This is my bun. We can eat whatever we want to give to you! I have never seen you like you. If you don't give to you, you will be stingy. Bah! It's delicious!"

When they ate melons and plums before, he never asked them what they wanted to eat.

"Who are you calling a delicious ghost!" Zhang Zhishan was furious.

Zhang Zhiwen shouted: "Whoever blocks the road is delicious!"

Zhang Zhiyong immediately stood with his elder brother, put his hands on his hips, and looked at the two brothers Zhang Zhiqiang with a fierce look on his face, "What do you mean? How dare you scold us?"

"That's it! If you don't take out the buns today, don't think about going there." Zhang Zhishan said very domineeringly.

Su Jinse frowned, but she didn't expect that the children raised in the old house also had this kind of virtue. They were vicious and bully and mean, and they were just as virtuous as Jiang Yumei and the others.

The second and third brothers are only eight and six years old. Judging from Zhang Zhishan and Zhang Zhiyong, the two of them are obviously much taller than the second and third brothers, and they are at least ten years old.

If the trouble starts, the second and third brothers will be destined to suffer.

"You dream!" Zhang Zhiqiang said angrily.

Zhang Zhiwen also had anger on his face, "What's the matter? You can't grab it!"

However, Zhang Zhishan gave Zhang Zhiyong a wink, and Zhang Zhigao and Erdan, who were beside him, also surrounded him, obviously he really wanted to grab the buns to eat.

Even if they really robbed the buns, would his fourth uncle and sister-in-law still dare to beat them?

Seeing that they were surrounded, Zhang Zhiqiang obviously wanted to grab the buns, so he quickly stuffed the basket into Su Jinse's hand, "Sister, go quickly and send the buns over."

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and fought with Zhang Zhishan.

Zhang Zhiwen helped immediately.

How old are Zhang Zhishan and Zhang Zhiyong and the other two? Zhang Zhiqiang and the other two could not beat them and were both pressed to the ground.
Chapter completed!