Chinese Mrs. He was really anxious, she never thought that the little granddaughter turned out to be her son-in-law who stole Yan Xinya's child, no wonder the little granddaughter didn't look like her daughter at all, but was printed in the same mold as Yan Xinya.

Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test What is the situation of Yan Xinya's family, Mrs. He has a clear heart, she knows that her family can't live with the Yan family, but people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, she doesn't regret it at all, she used to only think that Yan Xinya died, but how do you know that people not only did not die, but lived well, and her husband was still a big official.

This is what Mrs. He fears the most! The people don't fight with the officials, their He family is just ordinary people, seeing that the officials can't even straighten their waists, where do they have the courage to fight with the officials!

Mrs. He still knows Yan Xinya better, this niece doesn't value things outside her body, if there is no eyebrow thing, maybe she won't think of this house at all.

But now her good son-in-law stole someone else's child, not only did she not treat the child well, but let her good daughter abuse the child, which father and mother would be able to bear this breath?

It's over now, Yan Xinya will definitely settle the new accounts and old accounts together to recover this house! Mrs. He is now so remorseful that her intestines are green, and the street director said that as long as she sends two bottles of Moutai, he will help her with a certificate, as long as she has a certificate, she can reapply for the deed, and the house will be justified by hers.

But she was reluctant to give up two bottles of Moutai at that time, thinking that Yan Xinya was dead anyway, this house was ownerless, it didn't matter if there was a deed or not, anyway, whoever lived in it belonged to whom, why did she want to make good wine cheap street director?

Mrs. He glared at He Biyun's mother and daughter fiercely, they were all harmed by these two brooms, and when the house was finished, she would clean them up when she turned back!

"Old man, you move quickly, take these two bottles of Moutai to the street director's house, send the certificate back, and go to apply for the deed in the afternoon!" Mrs. He took two bottles of Moutai from the room, and urged Mr. He to do errands, she had to implement the house before Yan Xinya reacted, as long as she had a house, what else did she have to be afraid of!

Old Man He's expression was very complicated, he didn't want to do it with his conscience, but he was afraid of living on the streets, this selfish and cowardly old man, he finally went to do it, and the reason he gave himself was that the old woman was too fierce, and he couldn't compete with the old woman.

The street director was still quite refreshing, accepted two bottles of good wine, and immediately gave them a certificate, and stamped it with a bright red official seal.

"Hurry up and eat, go to the city to do errands after eating, hmph, as long as the old lady makes up the deed, the emperor is not afraid of coming!" Mrs. He was full of confidence, put away the proof carefully, cooked some noodles casually, and planned to go into the city after eating, if it weren't for the lunch break in the unit now, she wouldn't even want to eat.

But Mrs. He was too happy, although the relevant departments received her certificate, but they said that they still had to go through the above review, and the procedures before and after would probably have to be delayed until the next year.

No matter how Mrs. He pleaded, the other department said that, handle it impartially, and don't talk about personal feelings at all, Mrs. He had to come back in a huff, secretly praying that Yan Xinya didn't come over so soon, it was best to drag it out for ten days and a half months, and wait for her deed to be made up and come over!

But God was very busy, and he didn't have time to take care of her, Mrs. He and Mr. He had just entered the house with their front feet, and Yan Xinya and their back feet came.

"Uncle, aunt, I haven't seen you for twelve years, you guys are doing well!" Yan Xinya looked at them coldly.

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