497 Chapter 4 The Uncle’s Family Comes ([-])

Hearing what she said, Li Ling'er stretched her hand forward. She didn't want to hug her a long time ago. A three or four-year-old child was so heavy that she couldn't lift her arms. If it wasn't for expressing herself in front of her aunt She loves the child so much that she doesn't want to hug her. Du Xiaozhu took the child and gently rubbed her arm.

She knew the marks left on the clothes without looking at them. The woman must have pinched her arm just now.

Du Xiaozhu went back to the room with Jiabao in his arms, and saw Yang Xiaomei hiding in her room and was unwilling to go out, and then thinking about the night before yesterday, this girl cried and complained about being bullied by her cousin. I'm still very afraid of that so-called cousin.

However, she still planned to show Bao'er the injury on her arm. If she was here, she couldn't help but say something later, "Little sister, go and call your third brother back."

Without Yang Xiuwu, Widow Yang couldn't help coaxing from the Li family, let alone three of them came here this time.

When Miss Yang heard this, her eyes lit up, she got up and picked up the tulle on the table and was about to go out, but Du Xiaozhu laughed behind her, "Take this thing back, you are not afraid of being snatched by your good cousin Go, these things are all counted, if there is less, you and I will have to pay for it."

Sometimes Du Xiaozhu didn't understand how her head was so long, since she knew that her good cousin was jealous and went out with this eye-catching thing in front of her, it wouldn't make people worry.

Just now she saw that the girl from the Li family glanced this way several times intentionally or unintentionally.

I'm afraid, it's because their family has another purpose this time, that's why they didn't think about this silk gauze in the first place.

When Yang Xiaomei heard this, she immediately turned around and walked in, and put the few pieces of silk yarn back into the box just now. If the box wasn't unlocked, she might have to lock it securely before she can rest assured.

When Du Xiaozhu returned to the room with Jia Bao in his arms, Widow Yang invited her family to her room to talk.

As soon as Old Li sat down, he lit his sweat cigarette and smoked "ba da da ba da", his brows were so furrowed that they could kill a fly.

Now he is getting more and more dissatisfied with seeing his widow sister.

I thought to myself, this is the death of the man and the son, why are you still restless, the younger son and this are just mud that can't support the wall, like her, shouldn't you listen to the words of your mother's family, so old Only then can she have someone to rely on. In case her son is unfilial, as long as there are people in her natal family who are willing to help her, are you afraid that you won't be able to deal with that bastard?
But now the older I get, the more I live and go back. I only want to ask my natal family to help me. There is something good, but I have to hide it from my natal family and eat alone. I don’t think that if she is a widow without the help of her natal family, she Can settle down well.

Without these children and grandchildren of her own family, as long as her son is obedient, the sky would have been turned upside down long ago.

No matter what old man Li thinks, it is his credit that Widow Yang's family can live well, but now that Widow Yang has something to hide from him, that is ungrateful.

If there are good things, it should be taken out and shared, which is also a matter of course.

Mrs. Li was even more unceremonious. She treated this as her own home, and sat cross-legged on Widow Yang's bed as soon as she kicked her shoes. The smell of feet and smoke made the whole room smoky.

Even Li Ling'er couldn't stand the sour taste, so she took out her handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose.

(End of this chapter)

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