Ye Ling did what he said, he really took Du Yumei's hand and took Xia Jun, Ye He and the two children into the house to eat.
Ye An's temples jumped suddenly.
What is the character of his daughter, can he know? It was a walking cannon battle. Once his daughter loses her temper, the power is comparable to the mushroom-mushroom-cloud lit on the Gobi Desert a few years ago, and no one in the family can think about it, it is simply 'no one survives'.
Ye An was caught between the two sides and was in a dilemma, and before he could come up with a result, Ye Ning and Mrs. Ye were afraid in their hearts.
If this is really caught, won't stealing chickens become counter-erosion?
"What a star! I don't recognize the slightest affection!"
Ye Ning spat on the ground hatefully, and said sour words to Mrs. Ye, "Mom, let's go, when people are rich, they can't look down on us poor relatives, where can we climb high?" I told you a long time ago, you still have to believe me, look at my brother, look at your granddaughter, can you believe it? Is it reliable? "
Du Yumei said angrily in the house, "I have to believe you, if it weren't for Ye An's frugality and picking up money to buy medicine for you-mom, if it wasn't for Ye Ling to get out the formula of vitamin C, would you be willing to buy half a bottle of medicine for you-mom?" If it weren't for Ye An and Ye Ling, you-mom would have been cold a long time ago! The grass on the grave must be half a meter high! "
"What does it mean that if you have money, you can't look down on poor relatives? Are you poor? You-you-all the money to the dogs? I'm telling you, Ye Ning, you can't say such a thing as long as you make a face. I really look down on you, the man I married is a wreck, the son I gave birth to is a waste, a family of bears, and your in-laws didn't leave money for your man? Thinking about you-you-all day. "
"You-mom wants to give it to you, I'm angry, don't stop it, the elders' money, people will give it to whomever they want, if you are good to you-mom, you will give it, I am also happy to fall into a leisure that does not have to serve the old lady, but you have collected all the money, things are not in place, if the sky does not thunder and kill you, it is God's mercy, and when you swallow your breath one day, the king of Hades will have to settle this account on you sooner or later!"
"But how do you serve you-you-? If you serve your mother well, you can use Ye An to worry about it every day? Ye An, you also listen to me, you don't yell at me here, if you don't want to do it, you can follow you-mom, your sister, don't block me. I have a son, a daughter, a son-in-law and a grandson, and the family is very lively. "
Ye Ling saw that Du Yumei's emotions that had finally calmed down came up again, and hurriedly put a chopstick dish on Du Yumei's plate, "Mom, eating and eating, I just called the police and called someone after a while, there is a place for them to reflect, don't be angry, there is no one to replace you when you are angry." "
When Ye Ning and Mrs. Ye heard what Ye Ling said, where could they still care about quarreling? Gone in a gray way.
Ye An hesitated in the courtyard for a long time, entered the house with a shy face, did not say a word, sat silently in front of Du Yumei, glanced at Du Yumei with low eyebrows, and said, "I'm not ......"
"What are you? The children are all in front of you, I won't quarrel with you! If you don't want to get too far, you can leave! If it weren't for your face, I'd be mad at you? As for being angry with your sister? With my daughter as a backer, but if the two are not you-mom and your sister, I will go up and slap them a few times, and the big deal is to bring some eggs and fruits to apologize, and I will feel good first! "
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Engaged in construction in the 1970s [MTL]
Historical FictionTitle: Engaged in construction in the 1970s Author: Word wine/词酒 Chapters: 93 MACHINE TRANSLATION Ye Ling had just awakened the memory of his previous life, and then discovered that her golden finger was stronger in this life. In her previous life...