Chapter 65: Silly girl
"Does Yueyue still hurt?"
He Biyun hugged Wu Yue distressedly, just now Grandma Yang took out a bloody fish bone from Wu Yue's throat, but it made her feel distressed, damn stinky girl, if she hadn't eaten fish belly meat, how could Yueyue suffer this crime!
"It hurts, it hurts to talk!"
Wu Yue was coquettish with a dumb voice, in fact, she didn't hurt as soon as the fish bones came out, but how could she incite her mother's anger if she didn't say that?
Wu Mei's fool is getting more and more unpresentable, and he dares to snatch her exclusive fish belly meat to eat, what qualifications does this fool have to eat fish belly, it is a waste to eat it.
He Biyun looked at Wu Yue's pale face, her anger was high, and she scolded hatefully: "Look at how I go back to clean up the dead girl in Meimei, I am bold, I know that Yueyue only eats fish belly meat, and deliberately eats the fish belly meat, the dead girl is determined to fight against us, and her skin itches!" ”
The corners of Wu Yue's lips hooked slightly, and she was very proud of He Biyun's wholeheartedness to herself, Wu Mei's cheap bones and her qualifications to fight.
He Biyun is still scolding, from yesterday to now, Wu Mei's series of resistance, she has already held back the fire in her belly, at this moment the heart and liver baby Wu Yue has been wronged, her anger has finally reached the boiling point, and it exploded.
Wu Zhengsi, who had a gloomy face, was tired of hearing it, and scolded in a deep voice: "Isn't it enough to be ashamed to say a few words?" ”
Yesterday the youngest daughter was injured, today the eldest daughter is stuck in the fish bone, I don't know how the school people will laugh at him, plus I didn't pick up a few mouthfuls of food at night, Wu Zhengsi was hungry and in a terrible mood.
He Biyun shouted unconvinced: "Old Wu, her eyebrows are becoming more and more disagreeable, let her eat all the vegetables and rice, what is she doing with this heart?" Don't stop me this time, I'm going to have to teach her a lesson. ”
Wu Zhengsi frowned tightly and pondered for a long time before he said: "It's just a few hits, the main thing is to be reasonable, don't let outsiders see jokes." ”
The youngest daughter is indeed a little unreasonable, and in the past two days, she has made the family jumpy, and in vain she has added laughter to those long-tongued women in the school, and she has to let her wife discipline and discipline her.
"I have a number, Lao Wu, you just have to rest assured."
He Biyun was overjoyed, her husband was relieved, and she would use a cloth to block the dead girl's mouth and see what she still called!
What's even happier is Wu Yue, as long as she thinks that Wu Mei will be beaten to death by her mother after staying for a while, she is extremely excited, it is best to ruin Wu Mei's face!
Looking at that foxy face all day long, I couldn't feel better, and I had no appetite for eating.
Yan Ming obediently walked out from behind the big tree, looking at the back of the three members of the martial arts family in front of him, looking very harmonious, a family that loves each other, except for the little girl.
No wonder the little girl will eat to support her stomach and finish the meals of the three people, can she not support it?
Yan Mingshun hooked his lips slightly, it seems that Wu Mei is in a hurry, but what he did was too stupid, he ate to support his stomach, and he had to be beaten when he turned around, injuring eight hundred enemies and losing one thousand, he was really stupid!
He shook his head, he didn't plan to meddle in things, He Biyun would not kill Wu Mei, at most, he would just smoke a few times to get angry, and there would be no big problem.
Yan Mingshun walked a few steps, and Wu Mei's big eyes like a deer appeared in front of him, and he turned around in annoyance, came to the big camphor tree behind the family building, climbed up very quickly, and found the position facing the window of the martial artist.
Fortunately, the windows of the martial arts were all open, and the curtains were not closed, and under the dim light, Yan Mingshun saw He Biyun rushing into the house with a feather duster in his hand, and he couldn't help frowning.