Mao Yutong's urging words were still ringing in his ears.

Huang Chunxiu didn't want to do what she wanted.

"Ask Mu Dazhuang, you ask for it yourself. Have you forgotten that we have long since severed contact with Mu Dazhuang? Huang Chunxiu turned her face and wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, trying not to let Mao Yutong see her discomfort.

Of course, Mao Yutong couldn't see Huang Chunxiu's mood change, because Mao Yutong was now full of only instigating Huang Chunxiu.

"Mom, how can you say that? This eldest brother is your son, and you speak much better than I do. Since you can definitely do it, why waste my tongue and let me intercede? ”

Mao Yutong was bent on fooling Huang Chunxiu, where did he have the heart to care about Huang Chunxiu?

Over the years, she really never cared about Huang Chunxiu's feelings and thoughts.

At this moment, Huang Chunxiu had to look back at Mao Yutong.

There were no tears in those old eyes at this time, and even if an old face had just shed tears, there were not many traces, after all, those wrinkles had already blocked the traces on the face.

"That's what you want to make me, an old woman, bluster to beg him?" Huang Chunxiu's tone had become a little cold.

Before Mao Yutong noticed, he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Huang Chunxiu's arm, and continued to instigate: "Of course." Mother. I'm not asking you to beg him. He is your son, and he will do whatever you say. You just do what I say. You find the eldest brother first, go to his house, and after you meet, cry directly to him, and then ask him to let Mu Sizhuang go......"

Mao Yutong didn't realize that Huang Chunxiu's mood was constantly changing.

She blindly instigated Huang Chunxiu, but she didn't notice that Huang Chunxiu's face had become invisibly and instantly unsightly.

The atmosphere in the room is a little weird.

Huang Chunxiu looked at Mao Yutong's chattering mouth with a cold face.

"It turns out that over the years, everything I have done has been instigated by the mouths of you and your husband." Huang Chunxiu suddenly opened his mouth and said such a sentence, interrupting Mao Yutong.

Mao Yutong, who was confused by Huang Chunxiu's words, looked at Huang Chunxiu with wide eyes.

found that her mother, who had been obedient to her in the past, turned indifferent today.

Looking at her eyes, it was also like looking at a stranger.

Mao Yutong couldn't help but be a little confused: "Mom, what's wrong with you?" Am I saying something wrong? ”

Mao Yutong was shrewd, and soon realized that his words might make Huang Chunxiu unhappy.

"Nope. You're right. I went to order Mu Dazhuang, and he would definitely let Mu Sizhuang go. But now that I've changed my mind, I don't want to order him anymore. Huang Chunxiu opened her mouth coldly, looking at Mao Yutong's eyes with a little shallow disgust.

If it weren't for Mao Yutong, presumably Mu Sizhuang would not have become the end he is now.

This daughter-in-law is married to the wrong one.

Huang Chunxiu thought like this in her heart, and when she looked at Mao Yutong's eyes, she became more and more cold.

Feeling that Huang Chunxiu was not quite right, coupled with the old woman's eyes being a little cold, Mao Yutong's heart was also hairy.

"No, Mom, I didn't offend you, did I? You look at me with that hatred? I marry your son, and you ask yourself, have I had a good life? I also gave birth to Mu Yuan's big fat grandson for you, could it be that I still owe you? ”