If Mrs. Qian really came to recognize her relatives, she is Zhou Lihong's mother-in-law,

How could they possibly have such an attitude, be ruthless, and drive people out?

But last night, as soon as Mrs. Qian and Ma Xiuying entered the door, they didn't ask how their daughter had been doing all these years, had she suffered hardships?

Between the words, she will follow Zhou Lihong to enjoy Qingfu in the future, and Zhou Lihong must support the old and young of the pension family.

That's not all, Mrs. Qian and her daughter-in-law can have a good life now with Zhou Lihong, thanks to the Qian family who gave her to the Zhou family.

It seems that their mothers can have today, and it all depends on them.

Thinking of this, Wen Jing was angry.

A mother who doesn't have her own daughter at all in her heart, what kind of mother is it?

Warm patted her on the shoulder: "Of course not, if they want to eat and drink well in our house, they must have an appetite to digest it." ”

"Xiao Nuan, do you have an idea?"

"Sister, you go and invite the village chief over now, as well as the few aunts in our village who love to chew the root of the tongue, please come over together."

Hearing her words, Wen Jing frowned incomprehensibly, but still nodded: "Okay, I'll go now." ”

"One more thing,"

As he spoke, Wen Jing leaned close to Wen Jing's ear and whispered a few words, Wen Jing's eyes lit up.

"Sister, you have to be fast, you must come back before noon today."

"Don't worry."

Wen Jing found an excuse and went out.

Ma Xiuying and Qian Daming in the living room are being proud at this time, touching the east and looking west, as if they regard this place as their home.

Thinking that they will be able to live in such a big house in the future, it is called a comfort in my heart.

Zhou Lihong's hands and feet are very neat, and when the village chief Li Daqiang and several other aunts arrived, the pork stewed vermicelli in her pot was almost the same.

Three large plates of stewed pork vermicelli were served on the table, and Ma Xiuying's eyes were straight.

I couldn't help but swallow hard.

Mom, that's good, this Wen family is really a fairy life.

Li Daqiang and a few aunts were also greedy, the taste was too fragrant.

"Village chief, a few aunts, today my mother found her own mother-in-law, I found my grandmother, it is really exciting, so I specially kissed a few people to come over, to be a witness, to have a light meal, and also to thank the blind dates for their help to our family over the years."

The words of warmth were said brightly, and Li Daqiang suddenly felt a sense of pride when he heard it.

"Hey, everyone is from the same village, what do you say?"

Nodded warmly: "Yes, what the village chief said is right, people in one village don't speak the dialect of two villages, let's eat it quickly, the meat is not delicious when it is cold." ”

Zhou Lihong also greeted on the side: "Yes, yes, everyone eat quickly, it's not enough for me to do it." ”

Ma Xiuying and the others were waiting for this, and as soon as the words fell, they picked up the chopsticks and picked the pork slices on the plate, fast and ruthless.

Eye-piercing, each of them has several pieces in their stomachs.

The blind Mrs. Qian was also anxious, and urged Qian Daqin next to her to put meat on her.

This stormy posture frightened Li Daqiang and several other aunts, and they looked at these four people with stunned eyes.

Warm smile: "Village chief, a few aunts, you can eat too." ”

"Uh-oh."

Several people also moved chopsticks.

But before their chopsticks touched the pork slices on the plate, they were snatched away.

After a few times, where can a few people eat meat, they can only sandwich some vermicelli and cabbage in front of them.

And the few on the opposite side are completely in the posture of hungry tigers pounced on the storm, frantically encroaching, and their mouths are full of oil.

Soon, the pork on the three large plates was swept away by them.

Li Daqiang, let alone meat, didn't even catch a meat foam, so they could only bite the steamed bun in embarrassment, and couldn't help but despise it.

What kind of relatives are these?

The Starving Ghost is reincarnated, right?