The Eighty Blessed Wife is a prodigal

Chapter 292 Provoking Discord
Chapter 292

When the time comes to open a maternity and baby store, she can sell some baby clothes from Hu Yun's hometown.

Congratulations looked at Tang Xin with bright eyes, and thoughtfully served her a bowl of soup: "This spinach soup is really good..."

As he spoke, he paused, as if remembering something.

"It seems that our vegetable garden has not been harvested."

"..."

Tang Xin patted her forehead, she forgot about the vegetable garden.

Autumn has passed, and many dishes are old if not dead, and taste bad.

Little did they know, because she hadn't tended the vegetable garden for a long time, Tang Xin became famous in the courtyard again.

He Yan's daughter-in-law's prodigal family is well-known in the guard area. No matter how capable He Yan is, her daughter-in-law is as famous as she is.

Everyone said that the family was rich, and it was not bad for a vegetable garden.

People who go to the market all day and go to the city center, how can they appreciate the order in the vegetable garden, they are almost enough to eat big fish and meat.

In this case, most people know it is acid.

But they are also sour.

Envious of the kindness of the congratulations to Tang Xin, but also jealous of Tang Xin's doing nothing at home, all the congratulations can be settled.

The two of them had eaten, and just as they went downstairs to go to Rongzi, they heard some people talking downstairs.

"Can someone send this order?"

"That's right, I heard from my wife that she goes downtown all day long!"

"How much does it cost to go to the city center for a day, and why does He Yan let her mess around like this?"

"It's no wonder that my little face has been wiped clean recently. It turns out that I went to the city."

"People like congratulations like this, and you won't get sour."

He Yan frowned at the strange look of yin and yang, he made a gesture to go out, but Tang Xin grabbed his hand.

Tang Xin shook her head, took his hand and walked out the door, only to hear her delicately say: "Honey, did you really buy that coat for me?"

"..."

Not to mention, when his daughter-in-law's voice came out, his bones were shattered.

Congratulations Yan's face was sullen, and he stared at Tang Xin with deep eyes. After a while, he said, "Isn't all the financial power in your hands? If you want to buy something, just use the money to buy it."

He knew Tang Xin did it on purpose, and he was willing to cooperate.

Tang Xin doesn't need others to know that Tang Xin is good, as long as he knows.

"Hey, Captain He, are you sending your daughter-in-law to the city again?"

At this moment, a woman in her thirties, wearing a blue sweater and combing short hair to the ear, spoke.

She looked at Tang Xin and He Yan with a smile.

Tang Xin showed a bright smile, poked her head forward and said, "No, he doesn't worry about me, and every time he goes to deliver me, he will be angry if he doesn't."

Be angry, be angry, that's how her man dotes on her, if she is not convinced, she will let her man dote on her too.

People who can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour.

Tang Xin's words made the woman's knitting hand pause, and she accidentally poked her finger: "Ah——"

She frowned in pain, glared at Tang Xin bitterly, and stopped talking.

The look of venting her anger made Tang Xin's smile fade away, she turned around and pulled her congratulatory words and turned around neatly.

The woman thought that Tang Xin would say something: Sister-in-law, are you okay?
But Tang Xin turned around and left without saying a word!
"Bah, what is it!?"

Angrily, the woman threw the knitting needle in her hand on the table in front of her, and spat hard.

The few people who were watching the excitement hurriedly comforted her: "It's not like you don't know what kind of reputation Tang Xin has in the yard. Why are you competing with her?"

"That's right, she doesn't deserve your anger."

"Are you trying to sow discord?"

Not far away came an indifferent voice with contempt.

　I just shared the joy of customs clearance with my friend, and she asked me a heart-wrenching question.

　　Dongdong: Don't rush to be happy, let me ask you a heart-warming question.

　　I'm good

　　Dongdong: How many manuscripts do you have on file?
　　Me: ... We are still good friends without mentioning the manuscript!

　　[Updates [-] per day, Jinjin can only code [-] a day in order to fear that the quality of the text will decline. If the number of words is too large, it will affect the quality, so I would rather save less.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)