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062. Mother-in-law, cut off

Jade is a good jade, but it is not round enough and not obedient enough.

After crying and crying at my parents, Sun Simiao gave up this substantial injury. After feeling better, she joined the army being fed.

"Niu Niu comes here!"

How could Ma Dalan bear to let her granddaughter snatch the rabbit meat together and pull the person into the house?

When I saw a small bowl of rabbit meat in front of me, I said it was fake not to be moved.

This is probably the only grandma who cares for me unconditionally in the world.

Sucking his nose, Sun Simiao put his head in Ma Dalan's arms, and then acted like a cute and cute person.

It made the old lady laugh.

It also made Ma Dalan like this granddaughter even more.

Look, this granddaughter is not in vain.

You finished the rabbit meat in one bite at a time, and then Sun Simiao remembered what happened today and told her grandma:

"Miss, will that Liu Yuhong still report my mother if she really leaves?"

Sun Simiao doesn't care about such a character, but she can't resist having an unreliable mother.

Ma Dalan took out a cow horn comb from a small cabinet on the kang and re-branded her granddaughter. She spitted at her hair from time to time as oil, which was a bit scary.

Fortunately, I thought about taking a shower at night, so I endured it.

This is a bad habit!

Really! No! Good!

Who invented the use of saliva as oil?

I was almost deviated by my grandmother's actions.

"My uncle, do you want my mother to write a letter to my grandma?"

In my previous life, I had no impression of the people in my grandma's family, so when I asked, she was still a little hesitant.

Ma Dalan tied the two small buds with big red ropes before spitting at the ground and said:

"That girl dared not. She was just a quarrel between children and couldn't get it. Besides, your grandma and your mother were broken up. What letter would you write? If you could write, could your mother marry your father at such a young age?"

No!

There are other things she doesn't know about love.

Sun Simiao turned around and asked Ma Dalan curiously:

"Mi, do you know about my grandma?"

My mother returned to the city in her previous life, but she had already gone to the provincial capital at that time and had no idea of ​​the specific situation.

Ma Dalan was not idle either. She took out a sole, put on a thimble and started to put on a sole with a large needle cone.

Seeing the hemp rope being pulled bit by bit, Ma Dalan continued to pose with her granddaughter:

"I know, my mother was going to marry back then, so I have to understand clearly."

Ma Dalan doesn't think it's inappropriate to tell her granddaughter about anything wrong with this. If she knows more, she won't be deceived.

"When your mother went to the countryside, she was still a little girl, not as tall as Da Rui. She was pretty, but she was too tender, and she was so falsified that she had falsely reported her age."

There was an age restriction when going to the countryside back then. Her mother's face still doesn't look big, which shows how young she was back then.

"Grandma also knew that the city was not having a good time that year, and there were many people who starved to death without enough food, so she made your village chief turn a blind eye. She pretended not to see it, but she didn't expect that your mother had broken up from kinship. The first year passed so miserable that she asked her to write to her family and she refused to do it.

Later, I didn’t know why I met your father. The two of them had your elder brother at such a young age. What can grandma do? You can’t get married for them privately, so I will discuss with your grandpa to go to your grandma’s house to propose marriage.”

It's true that she is a grandma, she looks mean, but she won't lose her etiquette.

Sun Simiao obediently held her chin and listened to the story.

"I didn't expect that my grandfather, your father, and you went to your grandma's house. The house was smashed to pieces and it was so annoying. Your grandma said that she was a good person, but she couldn't even say that she was a bad person.

He just bombarded us directly, saying that she didn't have this daughter and wanted to get married, and it had nothing to do with her!"

Ma Dalan smacked her lips and sighed and continued:

"In that scene, your grandfather and I also realized that they didn't want to drag your mother down, so they pulled your father back. Later, they asked someone to inquire about it. When your grandfather was reported to him, he said that he had some problematic costumes. Maybe he was afraid that he would implicate your mother, so he lost contact later."

Sun Simiao thought for a while and asked Baoyu, his grandparents' family should not be hurt now.

If there really is any problem, Liu Yuhong's previous attitude would not be to bothering her mother with a small mistake. The problem of her origin is the big one. If she doesn't say it, there is no problem.

"My grandma, do you think my grandma and grandma have nothing to do? If someone had really caught the wrong thing back then, my grandma would definitely not be able to be at home, right?"

Ma Dalan thought about this later and asked someone to inquire about it two years ago.

"Your grandma's family is in a good mood. Your grandma works in the theater team. Although he doesn't sing operas, he is following the drama and there is no shortage of food or clothing!"

She said that grandma's family definitely cannot.

I just don’t know how my grandmother’s family is about to her mother. If it is not good, it will not be possible for me to return to the city so smoothly in my previous life.

There are probably some inside stories that she doesn't know.

Sun Simiao knew about it almost the same thing, and chatted with Ma Dalan for a while, and went out together after dinner. She threw away the matter and wrote a letter if there was nothing to do.

Liu Yuhong, who was almost tortured to death on the other end, felt anger coming back home.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt uncomfortable, so I went out to the next house.

The man who opened the door was a tall and handsome man.

"Brother Qiu Sheng, why are you at home today?"

Liu Yuhong didn't expect it was Song Qiusheng, and everyone was a little excited.

When Song Qiusheng saw that it was Liu Yuhong, he looked very unhappy. This woman came to find her elder sister all day long, and didn't know what she wanted to do.

"Sister is in the house, go find her!"

After saying that, he put himself on the chair in the living room and continued to tinker with the small parts in his hand, not looking at Liu Yuhong at all.

Liu Yuhong stomped her feet in anger and couldn't do anything. This man didn't care about him at all.

But she missed him!

"Yuhong is here!"

Hearing the movement, Song Xiahe opened the curtain and looked softly, but she was much younger than Liu Yuhong. In fact, Song Xiahe was a few years older than Liu Yuhong.

Liu Yuhong knew that if she wanted to enter this house, she would definitely please Song Xiahe. After all, everyone in this family loved Song Xiahe.

"Sister Xia He, I'm here to find you today because I want to tell you something."

When Liu Yuhong thought of Song Dongxue in Sunjia Village, she was so angry that she was itchy.

"Didn't you go to the countryside to support construction? Why did you come back so soon?"

Song Xiahe pulled Liu Yuhong down and sat down and chatted slowly.

"The matter over there is over, I'll be back. By the way, what I want to say is that I've seen your sister Song Dongxue!"

Song Xiahe and Song Qiusheng were both stunned, and then looked at Liu Yuhong together.

Liu Yuhong was extremely proud, and Song Qiusheng finally looked at him in front of his eyes.

"Dongxue? How is the winterxue?"

Song Xiahe grabbed Liu Yuhong's arm and asked anxiously.

"She's almost dead!"
Chapter completed!
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