Promise's eyes flashed, and he shouted softly.

"Uncle. ”

When the relatives saw their relatives, tears of joy rolled in their eyes.

The people in the room heard the movement outside, and poked their heads out of the window curiously.

"Husband, who's coming outside?"

"It's Nono. My niece. The man shouted inside, a surprise that could not be hidden.

Then, the door "creaked", and a middle-aged woman came out. But between the eyebrows, you can still see the beauty of your youth.

It's just that the first words she said made the promise a little embarrassing.

"Is that the bastard your sister gave birth to?" is sometimes the most hurtful of all.

The uncle seemed to be accustomed to his woman's temperament, but when he looked at Xu Yue's face darkened in an instant, his face suddenly became a little unbearable. I wanted to explain to her, but I didn't expect to be interrupted by the promise.

It is true that I do not have the capital to let these people be respectful to me, but I cannot allow others to trample on their self-esteem at will. It's just that the first reason she came here was because of her grandmother, and the rest of the things were trivial. She smiled absentmindedly.

"I heard that my grandmother was sick, so I came here to take a look. ”

It's just that her aunt didn't have such a kind eye, and when she heard her mention her grandmother, she immediately yelled.

"Why are you here now! She didn't forget to make a sarcastic promise in her words, "Her old people are like ancestors, and we have raised her for so many years." To this point, we still have to rely on our family. The daughter who marries out is like water spilled out, it doesn't matter if you come or not—"

The hand that promised her to hold the bag was clenched tightly, and her body trembled slightly, obviously very angry. It's just that they are all family, and she can't tear her face, so she has to silently endure her aunt's ridicule. She treats them as a family, and they may not treat her as a family.

As soon as she received the letter, she rushed over in a hurry, but she didn't expect to pounce on her uncle and have to endure her aunt's cynicism. It is obviously impossible for the uncle on the side to speak for himself, after all, he has not been in contact with him for so many years. He's just a niece.

"Anyway, she's my grandmother. I'm sick, why don't you go and see her?" she coped lightly. It seems that he has become accustomed to the white eyes of others. It's just that she feels a pity that her grandmother's house, which she thought was holy, has long been ruined by the world.

My aunt seemed to want to say something more, but she immediately interrupted her.

"It's just that I don't know which hospital my grandmother is in—"

The uncle on the side came out to be a peacemaker, thinking that he was very kind to the promise, and carefully pointed her out. It's just that the aunt on the side always gives the uncle a look and asks him to leave this "mongrel" alone.

Promising her to take in all this coldly, she politely thanked her uncle, turned around and left indifferently. She admits that her heart is a little flustered, but the world is unpredictable. The recent misfortunes have trained her heart to be strong. She just felt sorry for it.

She shuttled between the crowd alone with her memory, and finally reached the intersection, planning to hire another taxi to visit her grandmother in the hospital. Somehow, she believed that even if others were fickle, her grandmother would still be the same.