Xu Qiao was busy making the bed for her daughter, and the new sheets were cut by Zhao Huitong and she could only find the old ones.

"This Zhao Huitong doesn't know what's going on, it's like a different person! Could it be that a fire in the hospital burned her head stupidly? ”

Xu Qiao complained while cleaning up, he didn't get a bargain on Zhao Huitong, and he was resentful in his heart.

"It's not because you're soft-handed, she's used to losing her temper, otherwise she would be able to kick her nose and bully you in the face as a motherless child!"

Xue Xiaomin leisurely nibbled on an apple and sat on the chair next to her with Erlang's legs crossed, and when Xu Qiao turned around, he bumped into her upturned leg and slapped it pretending to be angry.

"How did the big girl's family learn from someone like a little rascal!"

Xue Xiaomin obediently put her legs down, squinted at the door, made sure that there was no one, and whispered: "Mom, you just let Zhao Huitong live at home?" ”

Xu Qiao turned around and looked at Xue Xiaomin in astonishment, not understanding the meaning of her daughter's words.

"Your Uncle Zhao is such a daughter, if I had the final say, I wouldn't make such a fuss today!"

Xue Xiaomin's words are reckless, Zhao Huitong is the only daughter of the old Zhao family, so isn't it that if you want to live, you can't live if you don't want to live?

"It's because she's an only child that she can't let her live at home for a long time!"

"What do you mean?" Xu Qiao still didn't understand too much.

Xue Xiaomin's next words were relatively private, so he cautiously closed the door of the room.

"What do you think, she is my Uncle Zhao's only daughter, so won't all the family property be hers in the future? But you and I Uncle Zhao have also lived half of our lives, and if you don't divorce, you will live a longer life! Are you willing to give all the Zhao family's property to Zhao Huitong? ”

Xu Qiao rolled his eyes, what else did the Zhao family have to fight for in front of him besides Zhao Daodao's salary?

"The Zhao family is a small family! Your Uncle Zhao doesn't have any property! Xu Qiao lowered his voice a little again: "Zhao Daodao's salary is in my hands, don't worry, my mother will save it for you, and it will be yours in the future!" ”

"What is that salary?"

Xue Xiaomin slyly tightened her eyebrows, looking at her mother, looking like she hated iron but not steel.

Xu Qiao reacted at this time: "Are you talking about a house?" ”

Xue Xiaomin squinted at the window again, the yellow floral curtains tightly blocked the window, and the lights in the bedroom were dim, if there were people under the window, they would definitely be able to see the shadow.

"It's a house! Do you own a house? Is this house yours? In the future, if my Uncle Zhao is gone, can Zhao Huitong tolerate you? ”

Xue Xiaomin's narrow eyes shrewdly froze for a moment, staring at Xu Qiao's thoughtful eyes as if he had seen through everything.

Being said by her daughter like this, Xu Qiao seemed to be woken up, she used to think that the days were still long and she didn't think about it so much, but now she thinks that she is also a fifty-year-old person, and she can't help but think about the days to come, the sheet she was holding in her hand was slowly put down, and her heart was like a stone.

"I have to talk to your Uncle Zhao about this, I have to ask him for a guarantee!"

Hearing that his mother meant to justifiably want the right to live in the house, Xue Xiaomin felt that his mother was particularly unpopular, and concluded that Zhao Daodao would not agree.

"What are you going to talk to my Uncle Zhao about? Talking about waiting for my Uncle Zhao to die, you want to continue to live in this house? Or does this house have to have half of yours? As soon as these words came out, what did you become? You can't say that! ”

Xue Xiaomin's words fell, Xu Qiao's eyebrows wrinkled even tighter, what her daughter said was right, this is not easy to say, the family is living a good life and suddenly mentioning the family property is clearly ill-intentioned, but this matter is related to his own interests, and he can't help mentioning it, and he has no idea all of a sudden!

"So what do you say?" Xu Qiao cast an inquiring gaze at her daughter.

"Let Zhao Huitong move away, it's best to let her stop thinking about going home from now on! The Zhao family has no Zhao Huitong, there are only two of you at home and outside, and Zhao Daodao doesn't want to give you the house in the future, and the spitting star must not drown him! ”

"Oops!"

Xue Xiaomin felt like something was pricking her under her ass halfway through her words, and she screamed and reached out to touch her buttocks......