Mrs. Mi is going to sprinkle here today, she just doesn't want to get up, she wants to sit on this ground for a long time.

"I don't get up, Mi Qian, you came just in time, your parents are too much, I just came here to mention the gift money, and they don't have a good face for me."

"Really, my parents really don't have a good face for you, that's really good."

Mi Qianqiao's eyes widened slightly in surprise, but when she said this, she almost fainted the old lady.

This sounds like a heart-wrenching sound.

"If you sit here again, thinking about my gift money, I will now pull a banner to the door of my uncle's factory to cheer him on, and the banner will say 'Mi Xiaobai forced his 60-year-old mother to force his niece to give money', what do you think of the name of this banner?"

Mi Qian felt that if you want to drive people away, you don't necessarily have to grin, everyone is literate and educated, and the truth still needs to be explained well.

The villagers listened to her words and secretly hissed, Mi Qian, this girl looks much more powerful than Chen Xiaohua, this trick is really damaging enough.

"You, you dead girl, do you want to me off, oh hey, oh hey, my chest is ......"

Mrs. Mi hadn't turned the corner yet, thinking that Mi Qian was just talking about threats casually, she pointed her finger at Mi Qian, and almost poked it on her forehead.

"Grandma is so happy that she's going crazy, it's okay, it just so happens that there is a lot of white cloth left in my house, red and white just look, Mom, isn't there a lot of sheep blood left when we kill sheep? Just enough to take sheep blood and write on white cloth, how festive! ”

Mi Qian has never joked with the old man, besides, this is still her own grandmother, she really pulled out the white cloth from the house when she turned around.

As soon as the scissors were put down, the white cloth was cut into banners, and sheep blood was brought from the kitchen, which frightened the old lady to jump up from the ground.

"Miqing, what are you doing! Mi Dabai, you still don't care about your daughter, you just don't want your brother to be good, do you still hate the past! ”

Mrs. Mi can see that Mi Qian, this girl, is ruthless, and she will do what she says, but she is really afraid, if Mi Qian's girl really pulls a banner at the gate of the youngest son's factory, the youngest son must not hate her to death.

"Grandma, my dad doesn't hold grudges against the past, but my family holds grudges against everyone except my dad! You said that it would be our family who would have gone to live in the city, and my brother and I could also live in the city without having to work every day, but my grandmother had to die and forced my father to give up the things in the city to my uncle. ”

"Grandma, if you are really tough, don't always come to the countryside to fight the autumn breeze, so cheeky, fortunately, my dad did not inherit your shamelessness. Don't you always hate my dad's inflexible brain? Then you don't always think about picking up the eldest son's things for the younger son, and always afraid that the eldest son will not provide for the elderly, don't you love the younger son? Let your youngest son raise you! ”

Mi Qian's words were soft-spoken, but there were words in them, and the villagers were also stunned, no wonder Mi Dabai's matter would be taken off!

It turned out that it was because the old lady forced her to die! Mi Xiaobai is really not a thing, he got the eldest brother's things, he was not grateful in his heart, and he made the old lady make trouble here every day.

"Mi Jing, pull up the banner, let's take a hitchhike to the uncle, this banner looks beautiful! Uncle will definitely faint with joy when he sees it. ”

Hit the snake and hit the seven inches, for the old lady, the youngest son is her seven inches.