She is called a slutty girl who loses money every day. She is very annoying and she can't control others, but she just can't call Xiaojiu and her like this.

"You are..." Losing money!

In Gu Sheng's dark eyes, the three words "losing money" were swallowed back by Gu Sanlang.

"Brother, my daughter of Gu Jianjun is held in my palm. If I hear these names in the future, I don't care whether it is my nephew or not." Gu Jianjun looked at them with a sneer.

He glanced around and glanced at his mother.

Old Mrs. Gu's face was not good-looking.

She wanted to yell back, but she was afraid that she would be laughed at by her son-in-law.

"Second, you're too much!" Gu Jianguo had a gloomy face.

Usually, the second child doesn't give him face, but he is still as arrogant as ever in front of his brother-in-law.

"I can't do it too much, you know it in your heart!" Gu Jianjun snorted coldly.

"And you, I haven't settled the previous accounts with you. If I get angry with me, huh, don't think about peace."

"Zhiming, I'm sorry today. I'll go to the city to see you and Honghong another day." Gu Jianjun said to Wang Zhiming again.

"What did the second brother say? We are a family." Wang Zhiming waved his hand with a smile.

He looked at the others, and it would be boring to stay any longer.

"Dad, mom, I have to go to work for half a day when I go back. I have to have half a day off, so I won't stay for more. I will come back with Honghong if I have time."

Gu Changgen, who had been sitting and smoking but didn't say anything, raised his eyes and looked a little gentle: "Well, go, don't worry about your home."

"Zhiming, you told Honghong that I would take time to see her and tell her not to come back, so as to avoid running around." Old Mrs. Gu glared at the fussy people.

Then he looked at Wang Zhiming with a smile.

"The fourth wife, hurry up and go to the stove to take out the package I packed."

Zhang Lijuan nodded, quickly walked into the stove, and carried out a small package.

"Zhiming, there is nothing good here, just a little cabbage or something. You can take it back and add a dish, and thirty eggs in it to nourish Honghong's body."

Wang Zhiming was startled, "Mom, Honghong has everything there, so there is no need for eggs. Stay at home for her nephews and nieces to eat."

He knew very well what the Yue family was like.

These thirty eggs will probably have to be saved for half a year.

These days, each household can only raise three chickens at most, and there is a fixed number.

I usually rely on eggs to exchange for some salt or something.

Old Mrs. Gu suddenly gave out all the eggs at home, and Zhao Xia and others' eyes turned red.

But I dare not refute Mrs. Gu.

"Hold it, there are eggs at home, and Sanlang and others have something to eat." Old Mrs. Gu stuffed the package to him without saying a word.

"Zhiming, take it!" Gu Jianjun put his hand in his pocket.

I ate it for Honghong, which is much better than these ungrateful wolves.

Others didn't want to speak.

But when Gu Jianjun persuaded him, he couldn't help but not speak. No matter whether he was really or not, he would advise him to take it.

Wang Zhiming couldn't resist and had to accept it.

When he left, the Gu family's yard became quiet.

Zhao Xia looked at the things piled up in the main hall and her mind moved.

She looked at Gao Cuifen.

Gao Cuifen understood: "Mom, do we... make a point of what his uncle brought?"

Gu Sheng sneered.

Gao Cuifen is the gun in Zhao Xia’s hand.

"Things with shallow eyes are staring at the things in my mother's hands all day long, and they are just a matter of being filial to me. That is what my daughter and son-in-law respect me." Old Mrs. Gu was angry.

"You can't say that, mom, we have all the gifts you give back. Why can't we take what others have sent?" Gao Cuifen shrank his neck.

If she had been pretending to be quails, but just now she saw that there were several kilograms of chicken cakes, peach pastry and sesame cakes in the pile.

In addition to eating, there are two cloths.

That was what moved her.

"Three, keep in mind your wife, she is almost riding on my mother's head and shit." Old Mrs. Gu gasped, her eyes blew.

Gu Jiandang was named and walked out: "You fucking lady, you have to take care of this matter? How do you tell me every question in my heart?"

"Puchi!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Gu Sheng and Gu Jiu couldn't help laughing.

Their breasts were so angry that they almost smoked.

Gu Changgen took a sip of cigarette and said, "Give them a share."

They are all poor and everyone is watching them.

"Old man!"

"point!"

Gu Changgen said firmly, then walked into the room with his hands behind his back.

Old Mrs. Gu stared at her sons and sons with her eyes ignorant.

There was no choice but to take out the things and divide them.

Four pounds of chicken cake, four pounds of sesame cake, two pounds of peach crisp.

In addition to peach crisps, sesame cakes and chicken cakes were divided into one pound.

Wang Zhiming was good at it, and he gave the two old men a lot of peach pastry, and hen cakes and sesame cakes.

There are two pieces of fabric, not big, but enough to make two gowns.

Old Mrs. Gu divided the things and saw Gao Cuifen and Zhao Xia still staring at the fabric in her hand.

It exploded immediately.

"What's wrong? I still want to share my mother's fabric? Why don't you go to heaven?!"

"We don't have it, mom, this must be her uncle who made a jacket for you and your father." Xia Qiuyue said with a smile.

"Yes, mother, you see, this thing has a fixed number. We are not the kind of people who are less than four or six." Zhang Lijuan is extremely smart.

I immediately blocked my words.

Gao Cuifen choked, and she wanted two pieces of peach crisps.

"Mom, why don't I make this cloth for you and dad?" Zhang Lijuan's eyes turned and she suddenly said.

She also has the skills to make clothes.

She won't do it in vain, she can pick something from the two old people.

Second, we should prevent the old woman from substituting fabrics for the big room.

Others say that Mrs. Gu loves her eldest and younger son the most, but no one knows.

In her heart, the youngest son was just a little better than the second and third brothers.

What she loves the most is her eldest son and grandson.

Zhang Lijuan knows how much money has been paid to the big house openly and secretly over the years.

"Mom, I'll do it!" How could Zhao Xia not have imagined what Zhang Lijuan could have imagined?

Everyone is smart!

Gao Cuifen curled his lips. These two people were crazy? They were rushing to do things!

Xia Qiuyue looked at them with a smile and did not join.

But people are always like this. After eating salt for so many years, can you still not see their little ones?

So, she rolled her eyelids and stuffed two pieces of cloth directly to Xia Qiuyue.

"Second wife, you come and do it, mom believes in you."

Xia Qiuyue looked confused: I don’t believe in myself.

Others: "…"

Finally, Xia Qiuyue returned to the house with two pieces of fabric unwillingly.

"Her dad..."

"Just do it, and you can take the opportunity to give your mother a benefit."

"Oh well!"

The day I didn't work was over soon.

The next day, Gu Sheng woke up and saw that the room was much brighter.

She got up and opened the door and saw that it was covered in white outside the room.

"It's snowing!" It's the end of November, and it's time to snow.

"Xiao Jiu, get up quickly, look, it's snowing." Gu Sheng excitedly reached out to pick up the snowflakes.
Chapter completed!