"Wang Jiashun, your daughter-in-law just took away a gift, and you came to receive it again, it's not authentic for you to fish in troubled waters like this."

Yun Jianhua, the village party secretary, opened his mouth, and the villagers who lined up in a regular manner and waited quietly to receive the gifts suddenly made a fuss.

"Wang Jiashun, you have a lot of family affairs."

"Yun Zhishu just said, one gift per household, your family has to receive two, why is your family so thick-skinned."

Those villagers who haven't received the gifts yet, for fear that the old Wang family will receive more and their share will be gone.

"I forgot to tell Xiaojun's father that I had already received it, and he didn't know about it, so he came to get it again, and everyone was angry."

Chen Dongxiang hurriedly ran over and dragged the Wang family out of the crowd.

Wang Jiashun was scolded by the villagers so much that his face was panicked, and he didn't get the things, so he glared at Chen Dongxiang angrily.

"You melon mother-in-law, it's all your bad idea."

Chen Dongxiang's heart was so weak that his neck shrunk.

"Your son is growing up now, don't I want to get an extra copy for your son's body."

"Shut up."

Zhang Ruhua withdrew her gaze from Old Madam Chu and roared, and Wang Jiashun shut up.

Chen Dongxiang frowned dissatisfiedly: "Mom, what are you talking so loudly, Xiaojun is scared by you." ”

Zhang Ruhua glanced at the baby grandson, and saw that the baby grandson's chubby face was a little pale, so she quickly pinched her throat and spoke a lot softer.

"I'll take you over to say hello to Old Madam Chu."

Wang Lanhua glanced at Lu Feng, and saw that Lu Feng was tall, handsome, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and leather shoes, the leather shoes were shining brightly, her heart jumped violently, and she asked Zhang Ruhua with a red face: "Mom, do you know that old lady Chu?" ”

"Of course I do."

Zhang Ruhua stared at Jiang Rumeng for a long time, and finally recognized Jiang Rumeng.

"The old lady of Chu is surnamed Jiang, called Jiang Rumeng, twenty years ago, in our Xiushui Village, she was a famous beauty in ten miles and eight villages, I heard that she was still from an intellectual family, the pursuit of her educated youth, the local youth lined up to go around our Xiushui Village, and later she married a young man surnamed Chu, and the two gave birth to a male baby, and soon after, a family of three returned to the city."

Zhang Ruhua glared at Mei Cuiping's ancestors and grandchildren as she spoke.

"Jiang Rumeng came back this time, he made such a generous move, he must have returned to Yucheng to make a fortune, the people of the old Yun family must have seen this, so they went to talk to Jiang Rumeng, let's also go over to talk to Jiang Rumeng, we can't let the people of the old Yun family take all the benefits."

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry over."

Zhang Ruhua's words fell, and Chen Dongxiang rushed with his legs.

The family of six quickly rushed in front of Old Madam Chu, standing like a stump one by one, and Old Madam Chu felt that the light in front of her suddenly dimmed.

"You guys stand back a bit, it's out of my grandma's view."

Old Madam Chu's body is recovering, she needs to breathe fresh air, the family of six is standing there and the air is not circulating, the little third master frowned, and spoke coldly, the young man's tone was tough, and the six members of the old Wang family were so frightened that they took three steps back.

"This kid, at a young age, is quite fierce."

Zhang Ruhua looked at the little third master and smiled.

"Old Madam Chu, do you still recognize me?"

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