Ye Zimei is not a hard-hearted woman, hearing that the New Year's painting confessed her mistake and apologized to her for the first time, she cried so heartbreakingly, and her heart softened slightly.

"Okay, okay, as long as you keep to yourself in the future! Eat, eat, eat! ”

"Mom, I knew you were the best for me."

The New Year's painting choked back tears, and he looked so moved.

As soon as he finished eating, he rushed to clean up the table and took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash.

Thinking that his plan had achieved initial results, he unconsciously hummed a little song while washing the dishes, and the heart of the New Year's painting was beautiful.

However, at this time, a familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded outside the courtyard.

"Nian Hua, my daughter, why is your life so bitter."

"Mom, I'm sorry for you, let you be a child daughter-in-law for the village chief's family."

"I am looked down upon every day, and I have to be scolded for eating something."

Yes, the New Year's painting finally knows who this one is.

Zhao Cuilan, the mother of the New Year's painting, is a well-known stingy person in the village, and is keen on spreading rumors, if something happens to someone's family, when it comes to her mouth, good things can become bad things.

The fate of the original body in it is so miserable, and the assistance of this mother is indispensable.

Zhao Cuilan roared in a big voice, and the women of several families around the Liang family ran out to see the excitement, and gathered in front of the courtyard of the Liang family.

"Sister-in-law Cuilan, what's going on again?"

"What's wrong with the New Year's painting girl!"

It seemed that it was the nature of rural women to see the excitement, and a bunch of people just ran over and began to ask questions.

"Sister-in-law Lan Ying, don't you know, our family's New Year's painting is used as a child daughter-in-law in the village chief's family, but their family doesn't take it~~~"

Zhao Cuilan complained with tears in her eyes, and before she could say all the words, the New Year's painting had already flown out of the kitchen in a hurry, blocking Zhao Cuilan's mouth.

Mother, you almost pit your daughter again!

"Zhao Cuilan, what kind of rumors are you going to make with your stinky mouth!"

When the New Year painting turned around, Ye Zimei was staring at Zhao Cuilan with an unkind face, and the slight change she had just made to the New Year's painting disappeared in an instant.

New Year's painting naturally knows that if this mother is allowed to make trouble, he will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Painting, did you faint last night?"

As soon as I heard the New Year's painting, I knew that my mother was going to use this matter to make a fuss, and she must not be allowed to succeed.

"Yes, I'm fainting, but~~"

"They said you fainted because you took something, Ye Zimei was scared, didn't they?"

Zhao Cuilan said and squeezed her eyebrows at the New Year's painting, conveying some kind of information.

If it was the original body, she would definitely cooperate with Zhao Cuilan, but the New Year's painting was not stupid, she pretended to be surprised.

"Mom, how can you say that about Jizhou's mother, she is now my mother-in-law, and she has always been very good to me, just like her own daughter."

Hearing the answer of the New Year's painting, Ye Zimei's face finally looked a little better: "Did you hear it, your daughter also said that I have always treated her as my own daughter, how could I scare her?" ”

Zhao Cuilan was unwilling, but she didn't expect the New Year's painting to not cooperate with her, and shouted at Ye Zimei: "Then why did she faint last night?" ”

Ye Zimei choked up and didn't know how to answer, her face became more and more ugly, and the New Year's painting was indeed frightened by her yesterday.

In this case, the New Year's painting is really big, but this is a good time for her to get close to Ye Zimera.