Tang Yu rushed to Lu Xiangyang's house on the third floor, and saw a girl standing at the door of 303, wearing a short-sleeved plaid top, with a navy blue knee-length linen skirt, and carrying a **schoolbag like Tang Dadong.

This is Zhang Qian, a child with a mother, dressed fashionably, neatly and cleanly.

Zhang Qian also just came home from school and was holding the key to open the door, when she saw Tang Yu frowning and turning her head again.

The door opened from the inside, Wang Yanzhen saw her baby daughter smile, and said, "Qianqian is back, come in, are you hungry?" Mom bought a melon on the table, eat a piece of cool and cool first." ”

When she saw Tang Yu, she was stunned and said with a smile: "Has Xiao Yu eaten?"

Tang Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "Thank you, Auntie, I have eaten, I came to play with Brother Xiangyang." ”

"Oh. Then you wait. Wang Yanzhen quickly walked into the house, took two pieces of red watermelon with sand powder and stuffed it into Tang Yu's hand: "Here, take it and eat." ”

The melon skin was cold, I was afraid that it had been pouring in the water for a long time, Tang Yu swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and bowed with a smile: "Thank you, Auntie, you are so kind." ”

In her previous life, she had eaten a lot of expensive fruits, and she couldn't imagine that she would be hungry for a piece of watermelon now.

Zhang Qian pushed her mother into the door, and as soon as the door was closed, her voice came out of the house.

"Mom, why do you have to be so nice to her?"

"Silly girl, not everyone is as happy as you are with their parents, Xiao Yu is pitiful. Wang Yanzhen said softly.

Tang Yu tugged at the corners of his lips, accustomed to such words.

The door of 302 opened as soon as it was pushed, and a cry came from the room, Tang Yu hurriedly put down the watermelon and walked in.

I saw Du Juan sitting on the bed crying, her hair was unkempt, and there was a stench coming from the sultry wind, which was disgusting.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Tang Yu walked over and asked.

Du Juan pointed to her leg and choked aggrievedly: "Pee, Yangyang scolds." ”

Tang Yu saw that the pants on her legs were wet, and she understood.

"Auntie doesn't cry, Xiao Yu will help you wash. ”

She first went to the bathroom to pour a bucket of water, and found a kettle to boil water, but when she arrived at the kitchen, she found that Lu Xiangyang's briquettes were gone.

Tang Yu knocked on the door of 303, explained the situation to Wang Yanzhen, borrowed her stove, boiled a large pot of warm water and brought it back to Lu's house.

Here, Tang Yu was busy helping Du Juan take a bath, but he didn't know that downstairs had turned the sky upside down.

Ma Yingmei thought that she would be able to eat fresh meals when she returned home as before, but what awaited her was an empty rice bowl and complaints from her son Dadong.

She walked to the cupboard where she usually put rice and food, and when she opened it, she saw that the piece of bacon that she was reluctant to eat on weekdays was all gone.

Smelling the big bowl Tang Yu put on the table again, the smell of bacon has not yet dispersed, how can there be anything not to understand?

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around. Ma Yingmei slammed the table: "Where did she die?"

"Who knows where Ye went? She also said that she slept in that room by herself, and wanted me to sleep in the hall. Mom, I think she ate the bear's heart and leopard gall. Tang Dadong stiffened his neck and roared.

Tang Yu's sudden toughness made him feel that the little sheep had become a she-wolf, and it was not good to do it again, which made him even more annoyed.

Ma Yingmei was so angry that the fat on her body trembled, and said coldly: "Let her fuck shit, it's not her turn to call the shots in this family." ”