"You brothers and sisters-in-law, even Qingzhu, don't dare to talk to me like this."

Mrs. Leng looked at the person, as if she was meeting this junior for the first time.

The well-behaved and obedient words before the relationship were all pretended.

Then it's no wonder that he can carry Qingzhu on his back and Ye Wenchuan is not clear.

Cheng Qingshu was furious by her, and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Your surname is Cheng, not Leng, I can't care about you, I just ask your mother, Yingzi, do you know about your daughter and Ye Wenchuan?"

“…… Auntie, I ......" Tian Juying's unspeakability is simply not self-confessing.

Mrs. Leng's heart was cold, the affection she had raised since she was a child, and after so many years of care, this mother and daughter could really do this kind of thing.

There was a sudden warmth on the back of her hand, Mrs. Leng lowered her head, her dry hand was held by a white and tender paw, and the little granddaughter was looking at her worriedly.

She stuffed the paw back into the bed and whispered, "What about the fever, what are you doing?" ”

The expression was full of intimacy and love, Leng Qingzhu's heart was hot, and Cheng Qingshu's heart was sour.

Especially Leng Qingzhu inadvertently shook the quilt, revealing the safety buckle around her neck, which made the pantothenic acid in her heart to the extreme.

I almost couldn't control my expression, so I could only turn my head, and in the eyes of others, I was undoubtedly throwing my face.

Mrs. Leng's gaze turned to Tian Juying Cheng Qingshu's face, and it instantly became cold.

She had a lot of words in her heart that she didn't vomit or feel unhappy, but when it came to her mouth, there was only one sentence left: "I'm also sick, go back quickly, die in the cold and cold, don't take the sick for the New Year, bad luck, don't hide it if you don't hide it carefully, do you live by yourself, no one can rely on anyone for a lifetime,"

She directly ordered the expulsion, and Tian Juying had to try to defend herself, but Cheng Qingshu couldn't stay any longer, so she took her mother and left.

Everyone in the Leng family looked at them coldly, and no one stopped them, even if they were to help say a word, Cheng Qingshu was cold and hateful in his heart, and he couldn't wait to get out of this house quickly.

went out and bumped into Leng Xiangxi, who was carrying water, but Leng Xiangxi, who was usually kind and smiling, turned his head and went out directly with a bucket.

The family is like this, and the satisfaction and dissatisfaction are all on their faces, so they really responded to Mrs. Leng's words, and they didn't hide it. It's obvious that you look down on people?

What else did she say when she was her own granddaughter, it hurt like a fart, her heart and eyes were biased to the sky, and it hurt like a fart.

The chicken in the pot and the fish on the stove are all for her own granddaughter, and she can't even drink the soup?

Cheng Qingshu sneered in his heart, turned his head and dragged Tian Juying, who was standing still: "Let's go." ”

Glancing at the red scarf hanging on the wall, he couldn't help but look at Leng Qingzhu lying on the kang with jealousy, but Leng Qingzhu suddenly raised his head at this time, and the two looked at each other, Cheng Qingshu felt the chilling and cold sharpness again, and hurriedly turned his head to pull his mother away.

Tian Juying looked at Mrs. Leng, and then at Chen Baishuang, and could only follow her daughter out unwillingly.

The sound of car horns came from far and near, and the cold bamboo on the kang raised his eyebrows.

Mrs. Leng hurriedly climbed to the window and looked outside: "Yizi, they're back, Baishuang, are the meals all right?" ”

The army-green car stopped in the yard, startling chickens, ducks and geese.

"Alright, alright." Chen Baishuang hurriedly set the meal: "This chicken soup is cold, girl, wait a while Mom will serve you a bowl of hot food." ”

As she spoke, she took the bowl of chicken soup away and led her two daughters-in-law out.

Mrs. Leng was still looking at the window: "Tut-tut, this young man looks really handsome (zun four sounds)!" This big one is almost taller than a telephone pole. ”