Since his childhood daughter was arranged to go to the Lu family by Wen Shitong, Xu Yu'e locked herself in the room and occasionally looked at the photos. First, she looked at her younger daughter, and later, she took out her family photo and wiped it with a cloth.

The eldest daughter Manman is not outstanding in the photo than the younger daughter. She frowned, but sighed after a while: After all, she is her own daughter.

At night, there was no husband Wen Shixuan sleeping next to him, and there were no two daughters. Well, because the little daughter was going to make a fortune, she couldn't think about herself and her little daughter's future and had to let her go. All that was left was Manman. Strangely, she actually missed Manman.

Speaking of which, Manman is really strange. I remember that when she was born, she was almost tortured to death, so she refused to raise her husband and asked her to send her to her grandmother in the countryside. When she was in good health, her husband would take her daughter back no matter what. No matter how she looked at her, she felt that the child was wrinkled and ugly, and her crying was not as powerful as an ordinary child. To her, she was very worried.

The result proved that she was right. The child was sick before he grew up to five or six years old. For the sake of this child, the couple spent all their savings after marriage. Therefore, her second child, Yuanyuan, had a chance to be born a long time later.

She hates this daughter, but her husband likes this daughter and protects her desperately.

There are quarrels and quarrels, and every family is the same. Today, the child has grown up and married a good son-in-law, but she said that her mother has made her heart full of coldness.

If I had been better with this child in the past, maybe I would have lived in my son-in-law's yard and enjoyed my life, but how could I have thought that she would marry the son of a minister?

Why!

regret.

I had to hope that she would win her little daughter from childhood to adulthood to help her.

In the middle of the night, someone knocked on the door.

Only Wen Shitong knows about this place.

I'm afraid it's a thief, so he took a broom to open the door.

When the lights light up, the little daughter stood at the door.

"Yuanyuan?!"

In an instant, he was surprised, happy, and excited around his little daughter: "You are back to see your mother? Why are you back in the middle of the night? By the way, you are someone else's adopted daughter now. If you are not happy, you are back, right? It doesn't matter to mom. As long as you live well, you are admitted to the Central Academy of Fine Arts and become a success, they can't do anything to you. You can see me anytime."

I never knew that my mother was nagging like this, and every sentence seemed to be thinking of herself. Wen Yuan suddenly thought that she should go to find her father Wen Shixuan instead of coming to find Xu Yu'e. At least, Wen Shixuan would not expect her to be successful.

Now, she has even eaten the cells in the prison.

In life, as long as you take a wrong step, you may even lose the chance of turning back.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the little daughter sat on the sofa without saying a word, holding her legs, she seemed to be a stray cat, without any sign of success, Xu Yu'e's heart slowly fell down.

Wen Shitong, who carried Wen Yuan's luggage, walked into the door and said, "Sister-in-law, this matter is blew up."

"What's the matter?" Like a panicked grasshopper, Xu Yu'e jumped three feet high.

"I don't want her to be my adopted daughter. Ask her what she has done, and she has been in prison." Seeing that one after another, she was not able to do anything, Wen Shitong was in a bad mood. She threw her luggage into the house, patted her hands, and made a harsh words, "I advise you to quickly do what she has assigned. If you don't do it well, it's not that you are slept in prison or not, but that's a matter of fate."

Kill someone, die?

Xu Yu'e ran back to the sofa in a panic and shook her little daughter hard: "What happened? You said. Didn't you agree to become a golden branch and a jade leaf? It was because you wanted to become a golden branch and a jade leaf that your mother would be willing to go. Why are you back from trouble now?"

"Is it enough?" He shouted loudly, shook her hand away, Wen Yuan's eyes widened and glared at her, "If I weren't a golden branch and a jade leaf, and I became like Manman, would I still be your daughter?"

When the younger daughter became the eldest daughter, Xu Yu'e swallowed her saliva mission and suppressed herself: "It's not bad to become your sister. I heard from your father that Manman is making money now and has married a minister's son."

"What if, like Manman before, I can't make money and can't marry the minister's son?"

"Yuanyuan?" He blinked and couldn't figure out what happened to his little daughter.

Didn’t I always share the same hatred with her against Manman?

"Mom, sister is your daughter, and I am your daughter too." Wen Yuan didn't know what was wrong with her now, so why did she think of taking Manman to support herself?

Perhaps, like Manman, you work tirelessly every day, and on a certain day, you can still make a fortune without taking shortcuts.

"Yuanyuan." Xu Yu'e thought it through. Since the eldest daughter's heart has been lost, the younger daughter's heart must be kept back. Otherwise, what should I do if I get old in the future? "No matter what, my mother is your mother."

Wen Yuan, who had experienced these things, somehow couldn't hear any sincerity in Xu Yu'e's words. However, no matter what, what Yang Le'er told her needed Xu Yu'e's help: "Mom, last time, Haoxue asked us that every descendant of the Wen family had a jade pendant from her ancestors, why didn't our family have it?"

"I have to ask your father about this." After Xu Yu'e answered, she was not stupid and asked, "What's wrong with this jade pendant? Is it because I don't accept you as my adopted daughter without this jade pendant?"

He tucked his eyebrows, bit his lips, and suddenly he got up: "My mother just heard Uncle Shi Tong say that if we can't find the jade pendant, we will all die." Xu Yu'e only asked: "What if we find it?"

There was a clear unwillingness in Xu Yu'e's eyes, and Wen Yuan suddenly realized her sister's cold inner feeling: Why did she say she didn't want such a mother?

"Bang."

Du Yu, who was thrown on his face by a wet towel, opened his drunken eyes: "Wife, Chu Xia?"

The two of them were just taken home by the mayor.

"The leader said that you were asked to drink, but you deliberately drank your sorrows, right?" Chu Xia curled her lips and was very dissatisfied with her husband's loss of composure.

"Chuxia." Seeing that his wife was angry, Du Yu sat up, pulled the corner of his wife's clothes, and said pitifully, "I don't know what to do, there is no way, so I just pretend to be drunk."

Besides, he noticed the signs of things. His wife was by Manman's side and it was impossible for him not to notice it.

"You said, Manman is Mayor Lu's daughter? I heard that Mayor Lu once had a daughter, otherwise Wen Mingzhu would not have pretended to be Mrs. Lu as her adoptive mother and was finally dealt with by Jun Ye." Du Yusi touched Zhangyan and talked to his wife about this major issue.

It is indeed a major problem for the couple. If Manman is the mayor’s daughter, how should they deal with Manman in the future?

Hearing her husband's words deliberately mentioned, Chu Xia twisted uneasyly: "What's wrong with Mayor Lu's daughter?"

After squinting his eyes on his wife's face that seemed very angry, Du Yu sighed, "Are you unhappy?"

"You weren't happy, how could I be happy?" Chu Xia sighed like a bull's nose. Not only was it unhappy, but it was uncomfortable. "You said that after Manman married Young Master Jiang, where Manman lives now, I have to go to see her for three and six trials. If she really became the mayor's daughter, wouldn't she and I——"

"Chuxia, you have a good relationship with her, no," Du Yu interrupted his wife's excited words and comforted her.

"What can't be? The two circles are completely different. And that Jun Ye, to be honest, I hated him so much at first sight. You didn't see that when he was picking us up for five hundred in the car, the kind of vision that made us look like we were seeing through. He is different from Young Master Jiang." Comrade Chuxia said of Comrade Jun Ye, hum.

"Jun is not the kind of slutty young master who lives a pampered life, he is honest." Du Yu originally comforted his wife, but now he feels like he is comforting himself.

"You will say so yourself. What about integrity?" Chu Xia brushed her eyelashes and tried hard to inhale. She was really afraid that Manman would get farther and farther away from him. "Apart from integrity, I can't see any idea that he would keep Manman with us in the future."

Comrade Jun Ye is very terrifying.

Young Master Jiang is approachable and can make friends without distinguishing between circles and heights.

Mr. Yao has a gentle temperament, but like Mr. Jun, he may have developed a circle since childhood. People who are not in the circle are polite. Another meaning of being polite is to keep people from being cold thousands of miles away.

Maybe they should be glad that before Manman met Jun Ye, he had signed up for his life.

"Do you think Manman know?" Du Yu wiped his eyebrows with his hands in annoyance and sorrow.

No matter what, it will be up to Manman to decide.

They can't help Manman.

But no matter what decision Manman makes, what they are greedy for is never Manman's status, but fate with Manman.

"You and I both noticed what kind of personality Manman is, she is so clear, how can I not know?" Chu Xia said this and took a deep breath for her best friend, "Manman is pretending to be blind. She not only needs to consider us, but also her father."

In Manman's heart, his father Wen Shixuan will always be the first.

My husband didn't go back to school tonight. The two of them finished taking a shower. One lay on the copywriting and the other turned on the TV with his undry hair.

I was given two glasses of wine by my father-in-law. Fortunately, I was able to drink well, unlike Du Yu, I was really drunk.

Jiang Yan quietly walked behind his wife like a scout, putting his hands on his shoulders to see what his wife was writing.

"Ashes smell of alcohol." Manman spit out two words when her husband walked behind her.

"Is there any?" Comrade Jiang Yan failed the sneak attack and raised his hand and sniffed hard.

"Get to make a cup of tea for you." Manman is a wife and remembers her responsibilities as a wife, although she learned them from the soap opera of the aunt.

After the husband drinks wine, he or she is a wife, he or she always needs to make a cup of hangover tea. If the husband is drunk, hum and wait with a stick.

While his wife went into the kitchen to make tea, Comrade Jiang Yan opened the notebook placed by his wife on the table and saw that it was: the amount of consumption for the date.

It turned out to be a household expense record.

He was really depressed. In his beautiful fantasy, his wife was writing love letters or keeping a diary for him.

Manman's young wife came in with the wine tea and said, "Drink. I put two plums in the cup, be careful not to swallow the nucleus."

It is rare that one night, Mr. Jiang, who was not anxious to have sex with his wife, sat quietly beside his wife watching her calculate the family income and expenditure.

"Have you checked the money on my bank card?" Mr. Jiang asked his wife, mainly because he saw that his wife's income and expenditure line did not seem to have made his own contribution, which made him more vigilant.

He, Young Master Jiang, will never be a man who eats his wife's soft food.

Manman's young wife raised her eyebrows and looked at him with crescent eyes: "Didn't you say you want to eat my soft rice?"

"That's-" Young Master Jiang remembered what he said when he went out for a trip with his wife on the first day of the day, and scratched his hair anxiously, "That's what I scared them, you don't want them to pester me with that kind of eyes."

My husband is handsome, and if he adds it, he will be entangled by a group of bees.

"Forget it." Manman, who had been thinking about it, chose to forget generously.

"Then add my money!" said Mr. Jiang, anxiously snatching his wife's pen and adding his own savings.

"Don't be anxious!" Manman was very concerned about money by competing with her husband for pen.

"If you don't spend my money, I won't spend your money." Young Master Jiang was cheating and hugged his notebook and refused to let go.

Seeing her husband like this, she looks like a child. Manman couldn't imagine that if their child was born, would her husband help her take care of the child? It wouldn't be a fight between one big and one small, then she Manman stood in the middle and rolled her eyes.

"Okay, I'll be honest, the money I earn now is basically enough for the two of us to make a household income. Ayan, I plan to save your money and provide education funds for our children." Manman said his little plan.

Young Master Jiang blinked: "Does it cost so much to raise a child?"

"Of course, you're not enough for hundreds of thousands." Manman patted her husband's face, called him good, and even consumed a notebook. "Now, the milk powder fee is a big deal. You and I have to work hard to make money."
To be continued...