Dirty Games

"Yes." Kangkang nodded.

Yaya curled up her small mouth. "I don't like her. Han Han and I don't like her. She's a bad person."

"Yaya, you can't say that about grandma." Lu Haoyang quickly stopped the road.

"Sister, don't let the dirty laundry out." Han Han slowly spits out a sentence.

Yaya pursed her small mouth.

Although Mrs. Molly is a foreigner, she looks very kind and kind after she takes off her veil. She didn't feel strange at all.

"Come on, have a muffin." Mrs. Molly gave the muffins to the children, then picked up a piece and handed it to Lu Haoyang. "Mr. Lu, try it too."

"Madame, you may call me by my name." Lu Haoyang opened his thin lips with a slight smile. It was the first time he saw Mrs. jasmine, but he did not know why he felt familiar.

He took one bite of the muffin and another.

This muffin has a special taste. It's not the same as the one sold outside.

He felt as if he had eaten somewhere, but he couldn't remember.

"Granny Molly, your muffins are delicious. It's my first time to eat such a delicious muffin." Kangkang said happily.

"I also think it's good to eat. I haven't had such a delicious muffin in in America." Yaya thumbs up.

"It's made by my mother. Mrs. Lu's Chinese dim sum is very good, and my mother's western snack is also very good." Said Adele with a smile.

Jing Xiaomeng's eyes flashed a sharp glimmer.

"Is there BlackBerry powder in your muffin, Mrs. Molly?"

Mrs. Molly slightly a Zheng, "your taste buds are so sensitive, taste it?"

"No, I just suddenly thought of a friend my mother mentioned. She said she made western style snacks very delicious. They have also discussed with each other to see whether Chinese methods and raw materials are good for making snacks, or Western methods and raw materials are good for making snacks. "

Jing Xiaomeng stopped and said, "my mother said that she really wanted to know what special ingredients her friend had to make the dessert taste so good. Later, she peeped and found that she would put BlackBerry powder in her heart, a secret recipe she had learned from an Indian nanny

Mrs. Molly's hand holding the tea cup was slightly tight. She seemed to think of something. She felt a little funny, but did not laugh.

"Your mother is very interesting. She must be a very beautiful and kind lady."

"My mother is not a lady. After my father died, she suffered a lot to support me and my brother." Jing Xiaomeng said in a low voice.

"Then she was a great mother." Said Mrs. Molly, with an indescribable look on her face.

"Well, she is." Jing Xiaomeng nods.

Adele sat next to her. "Mrs. Lu, did you bring the postcard to my mother to see who sent it?"

"Yes." Jing Xiaomeng takes the postcard out of her handbag.

Mrs. Molly took a look and said, "you can buy such postcards everywhere in grass."

"I know, but the scent on it is our Bernard scent." Said Adele.

"yes, it is the perfume of the Bernard family, but our manor and Mrs. Lu Lu met for the first time. How can they send postcards to them?" Said Mrs. Molly.

"This man has been sending postcards to their home since eight years ago. They have been looking for them, but they haven't found them." Said Adele.

"That would be strange." Mrs. Molly shrugged her shoulders in a light tone.

Jing Xiaomeng looks at her. Although she says that she is strange, there is no surprise on her face.

"I always feel that he is a family member who has been lost for many years in our family. If he wants to come back, he can't come back. This is the way to express his missing for his relatives."

Mrs. Molly's expression was still calm, only her eyes were deepening. Then she stood up and turned around. "I'm going to trim the branches for jasmine. You young people will talk slowly."

Yaya also stood up. "Grandma, can I help you? I used to cut it for my grandfather

"Good." Mrs. Molly nodded.

Yaya followed her into the flower field.

"Yaya, how old are you?" Mrs. Molly asked with a smile.

"I'm five years old." Yaya held out five fingers.

"Wow, I've known a lot since I was five years old." Mrs. Molly said with a smile.

"I'm a gifted child, and so is my brother." Ya Ya raised her eyebrows.

"No wonder." Mrs. Molly stroked her little head very affectionately. She really liked these little angels.

"Ya Ya, you just said that you don't like Grandma. Is she not good to you?"

"Not at all. If she bullies Mommy, she almost kicks me to death." Yaya pouted her lips and said.Mrs. Molly's whole body was crushed through a violent spasm, and her beautiful eyebrows twisted because of anger, "she How could she be so cruel? "

"Grandma, I secretly tell you that she is not my real grandmother, she is a bad witch pretending to be. When my grandmother had a car accident, she became a grandmother and pretended to be a grandmother Yaya said solemnly.

Mrs. Molly's hand shook violently, and her scissors fell on the ground, "who is this Who told you that? "

"It's my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law is the know-how of our family. She knows everything." Yaya said, "after the car accident, grandma became another person. She became very bad and bad. She also killed people with the bad woman Murong Yanyan. Killed my grandfather and Du's grandmother Yaya said solemnly.

Mrs. Molly's face was pale, as white as paper, "Du's grandmother? Do you know her name? "

"It's called Xia Aoshuang. It's said that my mother looks like her. It's her reincarnation." Yaya said.

"Yes, it is. I thought..." She murmured, as if in some kind of memory, "I didn't think she was dead..."

Yaya looked at her, her expression puzzled her, "grandma, do you know her?"

"No I don't know. " Mrs. Molly quickly shook her head and picked up the emotion she shouldn't have. "How is your grandmother treating your father?"

"She's good to Daddy. Daddy is her son. Of course she will be nice to Daddy." Yaya said.

"That's good." Mrs. Molly's eyes were moist, and there were tears in her eyes.

"Grandma, are you crying?" Yaya tugged at her skirt.

"No, it's The wind blows sand into your eyes Mrs. Molly quickly shook her head and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Do you want me to blow it for you?" Yaya asked.

"No, baby." Mrs. Molly squatted down, gently stroked her lovely little face, heartache, "if grandma doesn't like you, stay away from her, don't let her hurt you again."

"She can't hurt me. My grandfather is going to divorce her." Yaya said, blinking her big eyes.

"Divorce?" A muscle in Mrs. Molly's face twitched.

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