[Ragdoll cat: Even if it has been raised for four years, it is still a gift of nurturing. 】

[minus 90 degrees: Zhu Mingyu, no matter how many years, as long as Yao Yun and your father fulfill their parenting responsibilities, then you have to come up with 40,000 yuan! ] 】

[Ping An should make a lot of money: You don't have no money, you took 100,000 yuan of demolition money some time ago, and now you don't even want to take out 40,000 yuan! ] 】

[Susu: It's a bit excessive. 】

[Yunzi: I thought Yao Yun hadn't raised you at all! 】

In the live broadcast room, the wind direction changed again.

Although the sailors were a little angry at Yao Yun for lying before, but now that they know that Yao Yun had raised Zhu Mingyu, they think that the blood relationship is inseparable, and according to normal reasoning, Zhu Mingyu must take out 40,000 yuan to treat his father's illness.

"Hahaha, so many people support me!"

Yao Yun's eyes lit up, she looked at the barrage on her mobile phone, and her vanity was greatly satisfied.

She raised her head, stared at Zhu Mingyu, and said with a smug smile: "Zhu Mingyu, obediently take out 40,000 yuan, you unfilial son, if you don't take it out, believe it or not, you will be ruined from now on."

Hear this.

Zhu Mingyu became short of breath, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Yao Yun, do you have to force me?"

"Originally, I thought that you were a mother, and I didn't want to entangle with you more, but you pressed step by step, and I had to tell the truth completely?"

Just as he was about to continue, a young woman about thirty years old walked out of the room, and she walked in front of Zhu Mingyu in her pajamas.

"Husband."

The young woman said seriously, "Don't worry about her, she always asks for money in a different way these days, but she used to say that she would cut off relations with you and would not associate with you, so why should you take out 40,000 yuan!"

"You have already repaid the kindness of your parents, and as for the future, you will have nothing to do with them!"

Under her comfort, Zhu Mingyu, who was originally angry, gradually calmed down.

[Small fist punches you in the chest: This is Zhu Mingyu's wife? 】

[Fuyun: I didn't expect her to come out and add fuel to the fire! 】

[Sister Potato: In other words, Zhu Mingyu did not give 40,000 yuan, which is likely to have a lot to do with his wife. 】

[Boss Xiu: Looking at his wife's appearance, he is obviously unwilling to give money. 】

[Cat café: If you have a good wife, it will often be better, but it's a pity that looking at it like this, Zhu Mingyu's wife is not a good wife. 】

"Dong Honghong!"

When Yao Yun saw the young woman, he immediately scolded: "It must be you again, it's all you who are in the middle and let my son not give money!"

"Watch me kill you!"

She stepped forward and wanted to punch the young woman, but Zhu Mingyu blocked the young woman in time and blocked the fist.

"Don't hit my wife!"

Zhu Mingyu grabbed Yao Yun's fist and said coldly, "If you dare to touch a single hair of my wife, believe it or not, I will throw you into the river!"

Yao Yun scolded hysterically, she scolded Dong Honghong's ancestors for eighteen generations.

In her opinion, it was all Dong Honghong's fault, if it weren't for Dong Honghong, she would definitely get 40,000 yuan.

"You're going too far!"

"Yao Yun, you are really shameless, this is your daughter-in-law, how can you scold people like this!"

"Your daughter-in-law is a very good person, we are all from the village, can we not know how she usually behaves?"

Suddenly, all the villagers around who were watching the play gathered around.

Their eyes all fell on Yao Yun, after all, they and Dong Honghong were from the same village, and they would basically be related to each other.

Yao Yun scolded Dong Honghong's ancestors for eighteen generations, which is equivalent to scolding the ancestors of the villagers.

Precisely because of this.

Their faces are not good, if it weren't for the camera filming, I'm afraid they would have done it directly.

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Me!"

Yao Yun swallowed her saliva, seeing such a big posture, she was immediately afraid, and stopped scolding.

"Folks, I'm really sorry, we're doing a live broadcast?"

Bai Xiaobai was worried that things would get out of control, so he hurriedly pointed to the cameras and photographers not far away, telling the villagers not to be impulsive.

She apologized, "What happened today is really something I didn't expect."

"After the show is over, we will give everyone a small gift, I hope you don't dislike it."

[Ragdoll Cat: Bai Xiaobai's field control ability is really good! ] 】

[minus 90 degrees: The villagers no longer gathered around, and retreated to the side. 】

[Peace should be a big profit: If there is no Bai Xiaobai, I am afraid that I will really have to fight today. 】

[Boss Xiu: Normally, people in a village will know what happened in Dong Honghong's house, if Dong Honghong really did something wrong, the villagers should not be on Dong Honghong's side! 】

[Emotions are king: help relatives or not, you still don't understand the boss, even if Dong Honghong is wrong, when facing outsiders, the villagers will stand on Dong Honghong's side without hesitation, this is unity! ] 】.

When no one is around, people in the same village may complain to each other.

It's just that when facing outsiders, no matter what the contradictions of the people in the village are, they will basically stand up together and unite with the outside world.

"Hmph, they just want to bully me because of the large number of people."

Yao Yun muttered: "Zhu Mingyu is not a filial son, I hope that the friends in the live broadcast room will forward it more so that everyone knows the bad things Zhu Mingyu has done!"

Bai Xiaobai smiled bitterly, today's show is really abnormal.

When she used to do the show, she felt that everything was relatively smooth, but today was different, and several times she felt that the scene was going to get out of control.

Once it gets out of control, the show will naturally be interrupted.

This is the first broadcast of the Minsheng Hotline, and Bai Xiaobai thought to himself that he must not let the show be interrupted.

She cleaned up her mood, took the microphone to Zhu Mingyu, and asked softly, "Mr. Zhu, you just said that you have been living at home from eight to twelve years old, and at the same time, all the food you use is bought by Yao Yun."

"In that case, it is obvious that Yao Yun and your father have nurturing grace for you, I think you should come up with 40,000 yuan, after all, you are not short of money now."

Hear the words.

"Nurturing grace?"

Zhu Mingyu laughed at himself: "Reporter Bai Xiaobai, you are so naïve."

"You have no idea how I spent four years!"

"Every day for breakfast, lunch and dinner, I make it!"

"And the money given by Yao Yun is only enough for a meal for three people, and the rest is for me to go out to pick up garbage, and the money from the sale can barely be used to survive."

Zhu Mingyu recalled it again, feeling extremely painful in his heart, and even he couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.