Chapter 89: The Nurturing Grace of Bullshit

An Xueling certainly knew what they were thinking, but in order not to waste her lips and tongue, she ignored it directly.

"Sit down." An Liangbi gave them a fierce look, and greeted An Xueling warmly after sitting down.

An Xueling sat down.

"An Xueling, you are too unruly!" An Yuehua couldn't help it, and first found fault, "Mother hasn't sat yet, and we haven't sat yet, you sat down first, how old are you?" ”

An Xueling sat still and didn't move: "Zhao Qiurong is your mother, not mine, whether she sits or not, what's my business." ”

Do you think she has forgotten how Zhao Qiurong bullied and humiliated her mother over the years? She has always remembered this account, and she will get it back sooner or later, and now she will say a few words to Zhao Qiurong, just asking for some interest.

"You-" Zhao's face turned white with anger, but because of An Liangbi, he couldn't have a seizure, and said with a blue face, "Xue Ling, what you said is too much, I am now the head of the Hou Mansion, you should call me 'mother', you are now a long-term skill, and you have a good life, have you forgotten the kindness of me and the master to raise you, and you don't even want to be humble?" ”

"I'm long-standing, and I'm also on my own, what does it have to do with you?" An Xueling laughed, "When I was living a life that was not as good as pigs and dogs in Beizhuang, which of you saw it?" I'm out of my own fight, you guys have a bullshit nurturing grace for me! ”

"You-"

"Alright, stop arguing! Sit down and eat! An Liangbi's face was also quite ugly, and An Xueling's words sounded prickly, but he didn't think he was anything wrong, who made An Xueling a waste before, why did he waste his energy on a waste?

"Father, are you disrespectful like An Xueling?" An Yuqi glared at An Xueling fiercely, "She didn't really want to come back at all, and she didn't look at her father and mother, and her mother was still used to her?" ”

"I have my own measure, you don't need to say more." An Liangbi endured his breath.

"That's right, father." Tang Huaiping looked ill-willed, "I think An Xueling is just coming back to find us unhappy, if my father doesn't want to be angry, it's better to drive her back to another village." ”

An Xueling glanced at Tang Huaiping indifferently, and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Tang Huaiping is not yet twenty years old this year, and her figure was originally very slender, but after giving birth to her son An Heng, she became fat like blowing up a balloon, with a weight of one hundred and seventy pounds, and she couldn't even squeeze the door frame.

As soon as his face was fat, the flesh was squeezed into flesh, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, as if he had been stung by a bee, and he looked fierce.

An Liangbi slammed the table: "I didn't hear my words, did you?" No matter how noisy you are, get out, and don't eat food! ”

As soon as he got angry, everyone was still very scared, and they didn't say anything, but looking at An Xueling's eyes, they were still not good.

An Xueling didn't care either, and ate comfortably.

The meal ended in a strange atmosphere, and An Liangbi immediately arranged for An Xueling to live in Zhao's Ruian Courtyard.

Because Zhuo's mother and son were driven to Beizhuang, Weiyang Courtyard was locked and not cleaned up, so they stayed for the time being.

An Liangbi didn't say anything about seeing the old lady, and An Xueling didn't rush to ask, living in Ruiyang Courtyard was also in her arms, because she wanted to find out who gave An Yan the poison.

No matter how angry Zhao was in his heart, he didn't dare to go against An Liangbi's intentions, so he asked people to clean up the east wing and let An Xueling live.

An Xueling ate and drank to her heart's content, memorized the Dan prescription, and lay down to take a nap.

Not long, the door in the inner room creaked open, and a dirty little face stretched in, it was a six- or seven-year-old girl with unkempt hair, and when she saw An Xueling looking over, she lowered her head and bit her fingers in fright.

"Don't bite, dirty." An Xueling took her hand and recognized it for a while before she recognized it, she couldn't believe it, "You, you are Xiangzhu?" ”

An Xiangzhu is the orphan of An Yuankai and his wife Yang Churui, the third concubine of the Hou Mansion, only six years old this year, the year before last, her parents because they couldn't stand the low-voiced life in the Hou Mansion, went out to do business, and as a result, they met robbers and both died, An Xiangzhu has been taken care of by the big house.

The original owner saw An Xiangzhu in the year of the death of the third uncle and third aunt, that is, when he came back to mourn, but he didn't expect to see her again today, she was like a little beggar.

She was not only dirty, but also skinny, and looked like she had been abused for a long time and was malnourished - just like the original owner.

An Xiangzhu trembled with fright and snorted hard.

An Xueling looked down, her shoes were rotten, her toes were exposed, and the clothes on her body were also crooked.

"Have you eaten?" An Xueling wiped her face with her sleeve.

It's too dirty to wipe off.

She didn't need to ask An Xiangzhu why she became like this, she knew it with her toes, okay?

An Xiangzhu shook his head, and his stomach rumbled twice.

An Xueling suppressed her anger and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you to dinner." ”

An Xiangzhu glared at An Xueling: "I want a bun." ”

Usually she eats soup and water leftover from the maids, even this kind of meal is not timely, now that the weather is hot, it is easy to get rancid, she has not tasted the taste of white noodles for a long time.

"Okay." An Xueling's heart was sour, she scolded the Zhao family in her heart, and took An Xiangzhu to the kitchen.

One big and one small held hands before coming to the kitchen, Tang Huaiping stepped out and blocked the door.

An Xiangzhu immediately reflexively threw himself into An Xueling's arms.

"Little bastard, let's see if you dare to steal something to eat." Tang Huaiping smirked.

An Xiangzhu shook his head vigorously and made a "whining" sound.

She was just too hungry to look for something to eat everywhere, how do she know what "stealing" is, but she was caught by Tang Huaiping, her ears were almost screwed off, it hurt, but she didn't dare to cry.

An Xueling glanced at Tang Huaiping coldly: "Why does sister-in-law say it so ugly, Xiangzhu is hungry, besides, how can it be regarded as stealing if you are looking for something to eat at your own home?" ”

Tang Huaiping looked at An Xueling with disdain: "You want to stand up for her?" What kind of thing is she, and she still has her own home, which is her own home? ”

An Xueling sneered: "Xiangzhu is the daughter of the third uncle, why is it not her own family?" The eldest brother is the grandson of his grandmother, isn't Xiangzhu? You tell me where they are bad. ”

Tang Huaiping was speechless, and it took a while to recover from it, losing face, and raising his hand to hit: "You still dare to talk back to me-ah!" ”

There was a scream, and then I saw her huge body fall out.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong, okay, why did you fall?" An Xueling stood at the door and looked at her embarrassed appearance, and hugged her arms, "But I think it should be you who have done all the bad things, so you have been punished by the present world." Sister-in-law, you have to remember, who is not raised by biological parents, if you want to be like this again, God can't see it! ”