Reborn As A Lucky Girl

Wang Zhaodi walked towards this side while knocking something in her hand.

That posture, special uncle.

Xue Xueer knows that this is the melon seed brought back by uncle from the town.

Because Da Fang is raising Xue Mingming, Wang Zhaodi, Xue Mingming's biological mother, often uses this as a threat to ask Da Fang for this and that.

It's hard for Chen Honglian to disagree. Wang Zhaodi's most frequently spoken words are: anyway, brother has opened a restaurant and can earn money. What's the matter with eating two bites of you? That's what you do!

The last thing Chen Honglian wants to see now is Wang Zhaodi, but because Mingming is still there, she still has to answer.

"Second younger brother and younger sister, everyone is cleaning up now. If you want to eat, you may have to wait for noon."

As soon as Wang Zhaodi heard that she could eat it at noon, she was unhappy: "I didn't even eat breakfast when I got up. You let me have lunch directly?"

Chen Honglian also had no choice. She was still holding a broom in her hand and was a little embarrassed: "second brother and sister, you really got up too late! We ate at about seven or eight o'clock in the morning."

Xue Xueer felt speechless while listening in the room. Wang Zhaodi didn't look at what time it was now. She was still yelling for breakfast.

Xue Xueer is also holding a small towel in her hand. She is helping to wipe some furniture and stained glass windows. The water in the basin is warm. She is not afraid of being cold when she twists the towel.

Wang Zhaodi's voice was like a magic sound: "no, sister-in-law, I just want to have breakfast. Why are you scolding me? You don't even want me to eat breakfast. Can you live with Mingming? No, I have to go back to Mingming!"

With that, Wang Zhaodi was going to the big house.

This is already Wang Zhaodi's effective move, but Chen Honglian is soft hearted and doesn't care about people. She can win every time.

"Second brother and sister, there should be porridge and steamed bread in the kitchen. Why don't you make do with it?" Chen Honglian hurried to the tunnel.

Xue Mingming hasn't woke up yet. It's not good to disturb the child's sleep.

"You let me eat white porridge and steamed bread. Are you too black hearted? Brother usually sells white porridge and steamed bread in restaurants?" Wang Zhaodi even raised her voice.

She is a good scar forget pain typical.

She seems to have forgotten that she was scolded by Mrs. Xue for her arrogance.

After Xue Xueer cleaned the small table by the door of the main room, she quickly took a small step and ran to the inner room to complain.

"Milk ~ second aunt quarreled in the yard."

Mrs. Xue was wiping the dust from the eaves with a duster when she suddenly heard the voice of her baby granddaughter and quickly put down the things in her hand.

I'm afraid the dust will fall on xiaoxueer's head.

"What are you arguing about this retribution?" Old lady Xue frowned and her anger ran up at once.

Wang Zhaodi didn't find anything to do all day, as if she was uncomfortable.

What a master.

Xue Xueer said, "Xueer didn't listen much, so she listened to her second aunt ask her eldest aunt to make breakfast for her. The eldest aunt said there were white porridge and steamed bread in the kitchen, and the second aunt didn't want to eat white porridge and steamed bread ~"

Well, Xue Xueer feels that she seems to have restored the situation to the greatest extent.

If she were more detailed, she didn't know how to describe it.

"I don't want to eat white porridge and steamed bread. What does she want to eat? She doesn't want heaven!" Old lady Xue was so angry that she went out with a feather duster in her hand: "xiaoxueer, wait for the milk in the house, and the milk will come back soon."

Old lady Xue seldom cleans up people. In Xue Xueer's memory, her grandmother has always been a very kind middle-aged and elderly person.

After all, her mother Xu fangya is only in her twenties, and old lady Xue will be less than 60 this year.

It's more than enough to do it, but she has never touched Wang Zhaodi.

It seems that I'm really a little angry today.

Xue Xueer went to the front door of the main room and peeked at it secretly.

"Wang Zhaodi, what the hell do you want to do? Come on, tell me." Old lady Xue was still holding a feather duster in her hand, but she didn't greet Wang Zhaodi.