Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update of the book, I married the protagonist and his uncle's latest chapter!Ling Sheng thought she had a fallout with her mother and would not want the money she gave, but she didn't expect that she would still accept it. She couldn't get along with other household affairs, so she went to the kitchen and gave her dumplings.
Who knew that she had just entered the kitchen and heard a noise in the kitchen. When she ran over, she saw Song Yiyan carrying the snacks and money, directly over the window, and threw it downstairs.
"Song Yiyan!" Ling Sheng yelled, and it was too late to stop: "Lost in the sky, be careful, I call the police to catch you."
It's too dangerous. What if someone hits him?Even if it doesn't hit anyone, it's not good to hit flowers and plants!
Mother Song had just arrived on the first floor, standing opposite the dilapidated apartment building, heading up, the light was still on, and her daughter must be at home, but she didn't want to see her.
When the things were dropped, she was not surprised. She looked up at the figure standing in the window, tears slipping down.
"I have nothing to do with the Song family now." Song Yiyan looked condescendingly at the woman standing opposite, her voice was cold: "Don't come here anymore."
Her good father, as long as she can't threaten her weak mother, he won't attack her group of oil bottle uncles again!
"Song Yiyan." Qiao Zhengyu exclaimed angrily: "Is there anyone who treats your mother like this? Your mother avoided your father all the way to see you, do you still have any heart?"
Song Yiyan glanced at her, oh, it turned out that she had no abilities. When something happened at home, she would go to her sister and cry and beg her brother-in-law for help.
"Zhengyu, don't say anything." Qiao Yuan pulled her younger brother, not letting him talk. Isn't she supposed to come to see her daughter?
"Sister, do you look at her like that? Isn't it a filial daughter!" Qiao Zhengyu raised up and pointed at her angrily: "Song Yiyan, get out of here!"
Song Yiyan looked at her uncle who had always been confined, sneered and curled her lips, closed the window with a bang, she didn't even want to give him alms.
If Qiao's family is useful?I won’t let my daughter be compelling, trembling, and living in her husband’s house without any confidence, and become a brother-in-law mad, despised by her husband, in-laws, and people in her in-law’s family!
He is a useless trash, and dare to yell at her!
"Sister, just let her be outside. In a few days, if she can't make it, she will go back and beg her brother-in-law." Qiao Zhengyu said angrily.
It's just a little girl. The Song family has such a good family background and found such a good marriage for her. She is still not satisfied, she wants to go to heaven!
This stinky girl ruined his good plan. If she married the Dongfang family, their Qiao family would follow along.
It's fine now. He is talking about a big-profit business with the Dongfang family. It's just because she has lost it. Dongfangjia still wears small shoes for him because of her relationship. In just a week, he has lost countless times.
Qiao Yuan wanted to say a few words to her daughter, but she was afraid that it would be too late to disturb the neighbors' rest. She sighed uncomfortably, and looked at him and said, "You have a few words, let's go!"
Qiao Zhengyu screamed again, glanced at the direction of the top floor window with a sullen expression under his eyes, stinky girl, sooner or later, when she regrets, when she is desperate, she has to go back to the Song family.
Lao Tzu's, he was just adding a blockage to him and making trouble. Looking at the woman in the car, her eyes rolled around, and the gloomy light flashed under her feet from the heart.
Song Yiyan watched the car leave, her uncle trash's sly expression flashed in front of her eyes.
"Yanyan, we're eating." Ling Sheng came out carrying the steaming dumplings.
There were three layers of dumplings, all of which were carefully written with fillings. The beautiful fonts showed that they came from a beautiful woman.
The first layer is Spanish mackerel dumplings, the second layer is sauerkraut, and the third layer is crab roe. It also has a bold capitalized font: two at a time, no more.
Ling Sheng knew that the dumplings were all Song Mother's love for her daughter, so the obedient had four crab croissants. She and Song Yiyan had two each.
When Song Yiyan saw the dumplings, she thought it was Ji Xingbao. When she tasted the fillings in her mouth, she tightened her chopsticks, her eyes changed, and her voice changed. Choking uncomfortable, can't swallow.
Her mother really loves her. Maternal love will not be adulterated. She has liked to eat dumplings since she was a child, and she likes to eat dumplings made by her.
There are servants and cooks in the Song family. Her father is a superior person. He always thinks that cooking and cleaning are all things the servants should do. Every time he sees her making dumplings, he gets angry.
In order to allow her to eat the dumplings made by herself, she secretly cooked them for her every time with the man behind her back.
Some things, even if you deliberately do not care, will still erode people's nerves like a virus.
When Ling Sheng saw her expression, she knew she must have eaten it, and her mother's taste would never change.
Song Yiyan was really hungry. After eating a plate, she also snatched half of the plate Ling Sheng was eating, and let her eat something else.
That stinky man, Xiao Bailian was angry with her yesterday and stopped cooking. He didn't even prepare the box lunch for her. The box lunch of the crew was so unpalatable that it made people want to die. She was hungry for a day.
Ling Sheng looked at her like a bad wolf, and wanted to break her directly. You made this dumpling, and you have thrown out the snacks sent by others. Now, do you want to spit out what you eat? ?
When Huo Ci and Nangong Lengyu came over, Ling Sheng was about to fall asleep. Hearing the knock on the door, he stood up in a daze and went to open the door.
Song Yiyan had already opened the door, looked at them with a smile, and greeted sweetly, "Uncle, auntie."
Huo Ci nodded at her, glanced into the room, and frowned.
It's not as small as his house with the size of a bathroom. There is no living room. There is only one bedroom. There is a bathroom of less than two square meters and a kitchen that is difficult to turn around.
Nangong Lengyu looked at the small house in front of him and sighed. Uncle Song and the others were too much. How could they be willing to force the little princess at home like this? How can people live in this place!
"The place is small, sit wherever you want." Song Yiyan smiled and said: "Whatever you want to drink, my house only has juice and water."
Nangong Lengyu only felt that the feeling of her whole person had changed. She no longer shrank from seeing strangers before. She was generous and cheerful, and she seemed to be shining.
Huo Ci looked at Ling Sheng and found that the stinky girl was standing there. Seeing that they were stupid, they didn't say hello. He glanced at her, rather disgusted: "Stupid? Don't you know?"