Chapter 52

"Oh, that's great! Hahaha..."

Before entering the house, Xu Ying and Li Hui heard Yang Ping's piercing whisper.

When I entered the house, I saw that my grandma had divided up her family's New Year's goods, especially the yellow croaker. I only kept one, and put the rest into cloth pockets.The cured bacon used to be a big piece, but now it is only as thick as Xu Ying's arm.

I don't know what happened, but it turned out that Yang Simin must have said it when he went back.The mother and daughter are here to share things.

"Xiaoying, Huihui is back too!" My aunt's voice was so enthusiastic.

"Sister, you're back. The work is so busy. It's almost the end of the new year, so you don't have a holiday?!" Are you concerned about this?Or a disgusting person?Xu Ying really thought that she was just thinking too much.

"You can't take this thing!"

"This child, please ignore her!" Aunt Zhao was a little embarrassed.

Li Hui had no idea what was going on, where did these good things come from her own house?So I don't know what to say on the sidelines.

"Grandma, I really can't give them this thing!"

"Hey, I said, you little bastard, what's the matter, how good your aunt and aunt are to you, you talk like that! Why can't you give us things?"

"Auntie, auntie, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, it's because Su Qingbin said that he will come to our house for a few days during the Chinese New Year. The last time the New Year's goods were for this, his parents were going on a business trip and didn't let them go. You took the things away. When my father comes to see it, he won’t believe that my grandma and I finished eating this in a few days, right?!” Xu Ying looked at her grandma a little bit aggrieved.

It turned out to be like this.Aunt Zhao also felt that if this was the case, she really couldn't give it away. There was a reason for people to send things to her home. She knew that she didn't have any good things at home, and her son would definitely not be able to eat them well.At this moment, Aunt Zhao followed Xu Ying's train of thought and thought about the seriousness of this matter, but she didn't even think about whether it was true or not.

When Yang Ping saw Mrs. Zhao's acquiescence, she became a little anxious. She wanted to eat that yellow croaker for a long time, but she didn't have a chance to eat it.

"Who is this Su Qingbin? What does his coming to live have anything to do with things?"

Xu Ying took a look, despised Yang Ping, and said aggrievedly: "Auntie, Su Qingbin is the monitor of our class, and his father is a high-ranking official Su Wanhe..."

Yang Ping and her aunt looked at each other quickly, and then Yang Ping rolled her small eyes behind the glasses, and immediately understood the serious relationship.However, she was quite suspicious of Xu Ying's words, but the things in front of her were real.It is better to believe what is there than to believe what is not.

At this time, many intellectuals are in a critical period. The country has begun to emphasize literature and education. Yang Ping herself, her aunt, and her uncle who has not met are all like this. The provincial leaders cannot be offended. School, that's over.

(End of this chapter)

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