Hua Xi'er was so frightened that she suddenly didn't dare to say anything more.

Hua Qinglan, who had been watching quietly for a long time, walked over at this moment, frowned and said, "What's the matter, today is a feast for the whole clan, you might as well go back and discuss it again." ”

Hua Lingling glanced at him lightly, "I'm afraid it can't be discussed, right?" ”

He looked at Hua Changhong and Hua Guoshan again, "Since yesterday, my father has instructed me, saying that I want to see my grandfather and talk well, I originally wanted to honor your old man, but who knows, my grandfather and uncle ignored me as soon as they came, and seemed to look at me unpleasantly, even if I stood still, I still found all kinds of faults with me, and threatened my father."

And my mother, my father is your husband, and you let our father and daughter be bullied by your mother's family, I really don't know, what are you trying to marry your father?

And I don't know what I did wrong, I was going to be abused by you since I was a child. ”

Hua Lingling lifted her sleeves, revealing her snow-white wrists, but there was a hideous scald scar on her flawless arm, "This is when I was five years old, because the senior brother that Hua Ling'er liked said a word to me more, my mother, you punished me, and poured a cup of hot tea on my hand." ”

Looking at Hua Lingling's wrist injury, Hua Qinglan's pupils suddenly shrank fiercely, her eyes widened in disbelief, and then she saw Hua Yingge's evasive expression, and suddenly fell silent, could it be that what Hua Lingling said was true?

Many people in Hongshan, the head of the flower family, saw this scene and already believed this fact.

Because they all know that the old man's little daughter is really not very good-tempered, and it is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

In the past two years, Hua Yingge often ran to Changhong Mountain, and they also knew the true character of Hua Yingge.

More people are watching the show.

"You! What nonsense are you talking about? When did I abuse you? You beat me in front of so many people just now, what else can't you do, you still dare to frame me now, how can I have a daughter like you! Hua Yingge gritted her teeth and said.

After speaking, he looked at Hua Wuxiang, "Wuxiang, you spoiled her, didn't you?" ”

Hua Wuxiang glanced at her coldly, and that glance made Hua Yingge's heart tremble, and then Hua Wuxiang coldly shook her off.

Hua Lingling put down her sleeves and smiled, "Usually at home, I have endured how you treat me, but the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, you actually came out and let others bully me like this, and also bullied my father, is it possible that I came today just to humiliate you and your mother's family?"

Since you don't have me as a daughter in your eyes, why should I recognize you as a mother? ”

At this time, the crowd of people in Changhong Mountain, a three-year-old doll who had just woken up in the nurse's arms, ran towards Hua Lingling.

He felt that this young lady was so beautiful, holding Hua Lingling's legs, and said angrily in the little doll's milk, "Sister, she said before that her sister hated it, and let her sister die, my sister is so good-looking, the baby doesn't want her sister to die." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the flower warbler song pointed by the three-year-old child.

Maybe adults will panic.

But how can a three-year-old lie about it?

Hua Yingge's face also changed suddenly, and soon the nurse stepped forward to hug the child and said, "I'm sorry, the little master is not sensible, please forgive me......"

A man was also so frightened that he knelt down, this was Hua Changhong's third son, the father of the little doll.

"That's right, that's right, Xiaoxing is not sensible, nonsense!"