Zhang He whispered to Chu Huan, who was sitting beside him, "I feel like the eldest is my mother's real son, and I'm the adopted one."
Chu Huan glanced at Zhang He's chubby face full of grievance, "Dare you say that to Auntie."
"No way." If he said that to his mom, she would definitely say he was adopted, and regret picking him up.
As Zhang Gong and the others saw that there was no roast goose left for them, they could only target other dishes, but when he just picked up a piece of meat, Mrs. Zhang snatched it away.
He found that whenever they ate meat, the lady would snatch it from them. This was really too much, considering there was so much more.
Zhang Gong really wanted to protest to Mrs. Zhang, but when she shot a cold glance over, he immediately showed her a flattering smile, and willingly picked up a piece of meat and placed it in Zhao Yao's bowl.
When Zhang Jiang and the others saw Zhang Gong being so spineless, they all gave him a disappointed look.
