Chapter 17: There is still a face to ask for money
Xu Zhihong's eyes straightened, and he rushed to Ye Wenwen with a sigh: "You cheap girl, you dare to say that I am uneducated?" β
"I didn't say this, my aunt said it herself, it seems that my aunt is still a little self-aware."
Knowing that you are uneducated, shame on you.
"You ......" Xu Zhihong gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand to slap her.
Zhou Shi saw this scene next to him, and immediately called out to her: "Zhihong, what are you doing?" β
"Mom, this cheap girl said this about me, what's wrong with me slapping her? She's just underwhelming! Xu Zhihong replied unrelentingly, clearly showing his unwillingness.
"What do you do as an elder, like a junior? There's no shame in saying it. β
That sounds like that.
Ye Wenwen glanced at Zhou, her grandmother was a well-known patriarch, and she didn't treat herself before.
She wouldn't be naΓ―ve enough to think that Zhou's style really wanted to support herself.
"Is there anything going on with Grandma today?" When Ye Wenwen faced Zhou, his expression couldn't be calmer.
Seeing this, Zhou walked to her side and sat down, took her hand and said, "You child is really, you haven't been seen for a year, and you don't even answer the phone, and your grandmother is worried." β
Zhou has always ignored her, when she asked for the door, she didn't say a word, and now she actually said that she was worried about her?
She was embarrassed to say it, and she was not afraid to flash her tongue.
Ye Wenwen didn't match, Zhou's role as a kind grandmother couldn't go on, and it just so happened that Xu Zhihong didn't want to beat around the bush with Ye Wenwen, so he interjected arrogantly: "Ye Wenwen, you uneducated cheap girl, you won't answer what your grandmother asks you." Okay, if you don't say it, you won't say it, Hengzhu didn't come to talk nonsense with you today. β
"Zhihong ......" Uncle Han Dong spoke, and when he spoke, his eyes kept flashing and looked at Ye Wenwen.
The niece sat there with a cold face, looking a little shocked, just like the humble appearance when she knelt in front of them last year.
When Han Dong saw it, he couldn't help but feel a little weak.
"What are you telling me to do? It's only practical to let your niece spit out some money, that house is half of my mother's share, if she doesn't hand over the money today, don't blame us for being polite! β
In the past, Ye Wenwen and Ye Shaoqing, brothers and sisters, lived in a house, and they knew a little bit of face, and they never mentioned that they had a share of the Zhou family.
But now that the house has been sold, it can't be counted like that.
Ye Wenwen suddenly looked at the Zhou family with a sudden realization, and sneered: "No wonder grandma doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, it turns out that she wants to ask me for money!" β
Knowing that her brother was seriously injured in a car accident, these relatives didn't care.
Now she still has the face to ask her for money!
"Warm, you can't say so ugly, this house is theoretically a share of your grandmother." Han Dong rubbed his hands and reminded in a flickering manner.
When Zhou saw his son speak, a smile appeared on his face, and he simply sat there and set up a shelf.
"Got a copy of my grandmother? I think I have an uncle's share, right? Took money from me and got a good house for my uncle, didn't he? β
When Zhou heard this, he immediately lowered his face and looked at Ye Wenwen coldly: "Warm, you pay attention to the words." β
"Am I wrong? As an elder, what is my grandmother's idea to beat my house? Isn't it my uncle's son? β