"Grandma, you agree to your mother's marriage to your uncle, and if you agree, I will transfer the house in the city to your name. If you're not at ease, we'll go tomorrow. Lin Yi'er spoke out at the right time, and the light of calculation in her eyes flashed.

Old Lady Jiang's crutches, which were still going to continue beating Jiang Yifu, stopped in mid-air like this, and her shrewd eyes suddenly focused and suddenly dissipated, as if she was weighing the pros and cons.

Everyone who was already frightened by this bloody drama moved their eyes to Lin Yier, and their searching eyes flickered up and down, I don't know if they were thinking about how Lin Yier knew that she had a set of real estate under her name, or why Lin Yier was so generous and wanted to transfer the property to Mrs. Jiang, she didn't understand the meaning of transferring the property.

"Yi'er, are you confused, your mother treats you like this, and you still help her? After I divorce your mother, you have to follow your father, and your father needs to keep the house for you temporarily. When you grow up, I will give you the house as a dowry. Jiang Yiyong was unwilling in his eyes.

Lin Yier sneered, it sounded so good, it would be strange to give her a dowry, but she just wanted to dominate the house.

"Second brother, although Yi'er is helping that cheap. People are wrong, but what's wrong with transferring the house to Mom? That's the Jiang family's real estate, it's not yours who dominate it. Zhu Jiamei said unceremoniously.

"Third sister-in-law, second brother, don't fight. Mom is still there, as long as Mom is there for a day, the house won't be our turn to make up our minds. Zhang Chuancui said weakly, and after finishing speaking, he seemed to be a little afraid of everyone's eyes, and quickly shrank behind Mrs. Jiang.

"It's still Sensible, none of you know what you're thinking." After Mrs. Jiang heard Zhang Chuancui's words, her face softened, she looked at Jiang Yiyong, and asked sternly: "Second child, I'm not dead yet, do you want to monopolize the property?" Even if I die, you and your brother are not separated, and you can't be alone. ”

"I ...... I didn't mean that, I mean, that house is Yi'er's......" Jiang Yiyong was a little weak and stammered.

Old Madam Jiang interrupted unceremoniously, "Yi'er is also a descendant of the Jiang family, and anything under her name belongs to the Jiang family." ”

Jiang Yiyong pursed his lips, but he didn't say what he wanted to say.

Old Madam Jiang nodded with satisfaction and concluded: "This matter is so decided, Lin Yuyan divorced Jiang Yiyong and married Jiang Yifu. ”

"Thank you, Mom." With a sneer on the corner of her mouth, Lin Yuyan looked at Old Lady Jiang and thanked her.

"I'm also here for my eldest son, who is almost forty years old and unmarried. Finally, there was one who caught his eye, and I had to follow his wishes. I really don't like you. Old Mrs. Jiang didn't even look at Lin Yuyan.

After finishing speaking, she looked at Lin Yi'er and asked with a smile: "Yi'er, shall we go to the transfer house tomorrow?" ”

Old Lady Jiang's words sounded like asking for advice, but the tone was commanding.

"Grandma, aren't you at ease?" Lin Yi'er blinked her round eyes and asked innocently.

"That's not, my family's Yi'er is the most well-behaved and sensible, how can I not worry? I'm worried about some people, I'm afraid that you will be deceived. Mrs. Jiang said and glanced at Jiang Yiyong.

"Well, then we'll go tomorrow." Lin Yier pretended not to understand anything, and nodded obediently.

"Then it's settled." After speaking, Mrs. Jiang looked at Jiang Yifu, "Boss, although you are the first marriage, marrying Lin Yuyan is not a glorious thing after all, so don't make a big deal of it, the family will have a meal and get a marriage certificate." ”

Lin Yuyan didn't speak, and glanced at Jiang Yifu, her face full of grievances.

Jiang Yifu's heart immediately softened, and just as he was about to speak, Lin Yier's soft and glutinous voice came from his ears.

"Grandma, why is it not a glorious thing to marry my mother? I'm my mother's daughter, am I also a dishonorable child? Then I'll take my mother out of Jiang's house tomorrow. Lin Yi'er's little face wrinkled together, and big tears rolled down.

"No, no, child, how can you be a dishonorable child, grandma means ......" Old lady Jiang was stuck, not knowing how to explain, her eyes were rolling around, looking for suitable words.

"What is it?" Lin Yi'er snorted, her big eyes full of tears.

"Yes......" Mrs. Jiang was out of choice and changed her tone: "Yi'er and her mother are both nobles of the Jiang family, of course Yi'er's mother has to do a big deal when she gets married, even if I want to save it, your uncle won't agree, right?" I was kidding. ”

How to listen to how to feel that Mrs. Jiang's tone changed very bluntly, Lin Yier wondered if Mrs. Jiang had a misunderstanding of the meaning of the nobleman.

"Thank you, grandma." Lin Yier burst into tears and laughed.

"That'...... Tomorrow I will go to the transfer of real estate......" Seeing a smile on Lin Yier's face, Mrs. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and asked tentatively.

"I want to wait until my mom gets married." Lin Yier pretended not to understand what Mrs. Jiang meant, and became stubborn.

"Good, good." Old Madam Jiang almost gritted her teeth and said these three words.

Everyone saw that Mrs. Jiang, who had always been domineering, was deflated by Lin Yier, and she looked like she had no choice, half happy and half worried, all wondering if Lin Yier really didn't understand what Mrs. Jiang meant or something else.

"Grandma is the best." Lin Yier hugged Mrs. Jiang tightly.

Homeopathically sprinkled the itching powder on Mrs. Jiang, which was bought on the street today.

She was originally going to use it to entertain Jiang Pan'er, but she didn't expect to cheapen Mrs. Jiang.

"Yi'er, if my aunt remembers correctly, today is your birthday, right?" Zhang Chuancui's voice floated into everyone's ears.

"Birthday?" Mrs. Jiang was slightly stunned for a moment, and said categorically: "Today is Yi'er's birthday!" Look at today's trouble, the birthday banquet I prepared for Yi'er has been mixed. ”

"Yi'er, happy birthday." Zhang Chuancui said and pulled Lin Yi'er away from Mrs. Jiang's side, then leaned down and whispered in her ear: "Yi'er, even if no one in the entire Jiang family remembers that today is your birthday, but the little aunt remembers it, and she will remember it for the rest of her life." ”

"Thank you, auntie." Lin Yier thanked politely.

She has always felt that Zhang Chuancui is using the cover of a weak mask to stir up trouble, of course, she hopes that she thinks too much, Zhang Chuancui is actually a rectum, cowardly and timid woman.

"Yi'er is good." Zhang Chuancui touched Lin Yier's head and said gently.

Lin Yier nodded politely to Zhang Chuancui, but she was not very happy in her heart, what she hated most was that others touched her head.

Zhang Chuancui didn't speak again, returned to his position and sat down.

Lin Yier watched Zhang Chuancui leave, and the meaning in her eyes was unclear.