"Mom, it's really not me, how can you wrong......

Wu Guifen's voice was full of tears.

Then Zhou Weiguo saw a woman in her forties stumbling out of the kitchen.

In the last life, after he went to Li Dongmei, his family didn't even have a place to live.

His parents went to live in the firewood house, but there was a fire, and the old couple were burned to death.

Now that he saw his mother in front of him, Zhou Weiguo's eyes were red.

Mom, in this life, my son will make you happy!

Zhou Weiguo thought secretly, and strode into the courtyard.

And Mrs. Ye also chased out of the kitchen, holding a burning stick with a spark, just like Wu Guifen's head greeting.

Zhou Weiguo walked over and pulled his mother behind him, grabbing the middle of the burning stick at the same time.

With a slight pull, he snatched the burning stick.

"In the future, no one will want to touch my mother!"

Zhou Weiguo waited for his eyes and directly threw the burning stick on the ground.

Mrs. Ye was a little dumbfounded, because in this family, except for the old man, she could hit whoever she wanted!

And Zhou Weiguo is usually the most honest, why do you dare to resist her and yell at her?

"Zhou Weiguo, you little brute, are you against the sky?"

As soon as Mrs. Ye rolled up her sleeves, she went to pick up the burning stick.

Wu Guifen hurriedly protected her son behind her and begged for mercy: "Mom, Weiguo is in a hurry, don't be angry, if you want to beat me!" ”

It's a good feeling to be protected by my mother.

Zhou Weiguo's nose is sour.

"Who do I want to hit, and I still need to say it?"

"Who can't I hit if I want to hit in this house?"

Mrs. Ye picked up the burning stick and pointed at Zhou Weiguo and shouted.

"Why did you say that my mother stole something when you lost something at home?"

Zhou Weiguo was-for-tat.

"She's been in the kitchen for a long time, isn't she who she is?"

Mrs. Ye said angrily.

"My mother cooks alone at home, she's not in the kitchen, where is she?"

Zhou Wei National Road.

"This ......"

Mrs. Ye was speechless, gritted her teeth and said, "In this family, if I say who stole it, it was whoever stole it!" ”

At this time, the uncle was nonsensical, and a woman came out with melon seeds.

She wore curly hair, a floral shirt, and bell-bottoms on her lap that were fashionable but expensive.

"Oh, Weiguo, how can you yell at your grandmother?"

She is long and charming, naturally foxy, and walks with a lot of waist twisting.

Shen Xiaomei!

Uncle's wife.

Zhou Weiguo remembered that she was the-stirring stick in the house, but whenever there was a little thing, she would come out to pick and pout, and she made the little things bigger.

And he still remembers that in the last life, she wore several big green hats for her uncle!

If I remember correctly, in 83, she had a good relationship in Rongxing Commune, it seems that her name is Han Qiaosheng, who is a speculative and very rich.

Shen Xiaomei knocked the melon seeds and said: "And at home, just me and your grandmother, and your mother are at home, I haven't come out of the house all the time, you said it wasn't your mother who stole it, it was your grandmother who stole it?" ”

"If you say my mom stole something, I'll show the evidence!"

"I can't show evidence, the king of heaven is here, don't even think about wronging my mother!"

Zhou Weiguo thought to himself, Bacheng was stolen by Mrs. Ye herself, and she wanted to steal it for her uncle.

There is an old saying, the old son, the eldest grandson, the lifeblood of the old lady!

This Mrs. Ye, the most painful thing is his eldest grandson Zhou Aiguo, and then his youngest son Zhou Mangui.

"Evidence?"

"My word is proof!"

Mrs. Ye gritted her teeth and said, "Zhou Weiguo, you little brute, I have to kill you today!" ”

As he spoke, the burning stick smashed towards Zhou Weiguo.

Wu Guifen hurriedly went to block it, but was pulled behind by Zhou Weiguo.

At this moment, she had mixed feelings in her heart.

She is very relieved that her son has grown up and can protect her.

But in this family, their family is the most unpopular, and now that their son and Mrs. Ye are talking back, they will definitely suffer.

Zhou Weiguo grabbed the burning stick again, and threw it at Shen Xiaomei's feet.

"Oops!"

"My new shoes!"

Shen Xiaomei's shoes were stained, and the melon seeds in his hand were lost.

"Little sister-in-law, I didn't mean to."

Zhou Weiguo hurriedly went over, squatted down to help her wipe it, but the corners of his mouth showed a smile.

"I didn't mean to, you soiled me too!"

Shen Xiaomei stomped his feet angrily.

Zhou Weiguo got up, and suddenly said in a very small voice: "Shen Xiaomei, who are you looking for to buy shoes, Han Qiaosheng, right?" ”