Mrs. Zhao looked at the old lady who was panting angrily, picked up the teacup with a comfortable face, and then took a sip slowly.

This tea is really good, quenching thirst and quenching qi.

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After waiting for a while, Zhao Xueli and Ye Qingyu finally came back from the garden, and the two of them were holding some flowers in their hands, colorful, bright and beautiful.

"Shirley, let's go."

As soon as the old lady saw her granddaughter returning, she immediately stood up and said with a gloomy face.

Zhao Xueli looked at her grandmother's expression, and then looked at the second aunt who was high up, she was very worried, I don't know what they just talked about, can the second aunt agree to her marrying King Rong.

However, no matter how anxious she was in her heart, as an unmarried woman of Yunying, she couldn't ask about her marriage.

Therefore, Zhao Xueli saluted the British duchess, and said in a well-behaved and soft voice,

"I'm bothering the second aunt today, second aunt, the flowers in your garden are so beautiful, can I bring some back?"

"Well, take it." The Duchess of England nodded.

"Isn't it just some flowers, what are the rarities, there are many in our house." The old lady wrinkled her eyebrows and said.

Ye Qingyu couldn't help but look at this old lady, feeling that she was really vulgar, she had no self-cultivation at all, she was very much like an uneducated old woman in the countryside, and she was sour and mean when she spoke.

Compared with the ancestors of Zhongyi Bofu, the demeanor of these two people is simply not on the same level.

Is this really the grandmother of Grandpa Guo?

How can it be so disillusioning?

"Grandmother, Shirley just likes it, don't be angry, let's go back." Zhao Xueli gave the flower in her hand to the maid, and then coquettishly grabbed the old lady's arm and begged with a smile.

In fact, Zhao Xueli really regretted her death, she shouldn't have brought her grandmother with her when she came over today, and her grandmother was on the bar with her second aunt at all at any time, which was really delaying her own affairs.

The old lady used to spoil Zhao Xueli very much, and since Zhao Xueli became more intelligent and sensible some time ago, she has spoiled her more and more, and she still listens to her very much.

Therefore, as soon as the old lady heard her say this, she immediately nodded, and a smile appeared on the old face, "Okay, let's go back."

Staying here for a while makes me feel uncomfortable, hum! ”

After speaking, the old lady glared at the British duchess fiercely and snorted at her.

Ye Qingyu felt that it was an eye-opener, this old lady was too unsophisticated!

She couldn't help but look at the teacher, seeing her indifferent, obviously accustomed to it, she couldn't help but express deep sympathy for the teacher in her heart.

It's not easy to have such a mother-in-law!

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Waiting for Zhao Xueli and the others to leave, the British duchess immediately asked the maid to clean the flower hall, and she took Ye Qingyu back to her yard.

She felt that the flower hall had been made by the old lady, and she was spitting saliva on the ground, tables and chairs, which really made people feel uncomfortable for a moment longer.

"Teacher, are you okay?" Ye Qingyu saw that she looked bad and walked straight forward, so he asked carefully.

The British Duchess stopped in her footsteps, turned her head to look at her, and saw her worried, so she smiled, "It's okay, I'm not too angry, I'm used to it." ”

"Why is that old lady like that?" Ye Qingyu was careful with his words, and did not say anything vulgar or anything like that, after all, he was the elder of the teacher.

"Huh." The British duchess scoffed.

(End of chapter)