MTL - Everyone Wants to Pamper the Peasant Girl-Chapter 28 half a catty
Chapter 28
One drags three, no, one drags four.
Better than her.
If you want her to say that her natal family's things are dragged away by her third sister.
Every time I go back to my natal home, I never see her come here alone.
Ms. Song frowned with burning eyebrows, watching one or two granddaughters running around in the yard, their brains ached from arguing.
She never had a quiet day.
One or two are really positive enough to eat.
It takes turns every day.
She will not give up until she wipes out her old bones.
"Isn't it about to give birth? I won't have time to come and see my mother when I'm in confinement, so I have to think about it." Liu Guihua walked over with a big belly and smiled, not taking it seriously.
Liu Guimei curled her lips in disdain.
Come on!
The same village is only a few steps away.
"Third sister, just talk when you come back to eat and drink. Otherwise, according to your thinking, mother will have to sneeze dozens of times a day."
Don't think she doesn't know, she also has the idea of the old lady's coffin.
Of the four sisters, she was the one who dragged the most from her natal family.
The head has a great advantage.
Mrs. Song sounds shabby.
Everyone thinks she is fake, and thinks her coffin is real.
Anyway, she gave birth to these four daughters, all of whom lost money.
"Little sister, don't talk about each other." Liu Guihua sat down with her stomach stretched out, and smiled.
Liu Guimei turned her head away and hummed.
Waved at the girls, "Come here quickly, call your aunts."
Quan surrounded Liu Guimei, "Hello, auntie."
All of them applauded.
One or two are yellow and thin, with skin and bones, typical malnutrition.
He was disheveled from head to toe, his clothes were torn with a hole, and even the toes of the shoes he wore were exposed one by one.
Like a beggar outside.
It’s not about pretending to be poor, but really poor.
Liu Guihua married several brothers from her husband's family, and a large family of dozens of people lived together.
Other brothers and daughters-in-law have sons, but she gave birth to all daughters, who have no status at all in the husband's family.
Eat and use are not much better.
Let’s just say that the two sisters are sitting together, Liu Guimei’s spirit is not much better than Liu Guihua’s.
Liu Guihua was as thin as a bamboo pole, and Liu Guimei looked a little fleshy anyway.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so hungry that I would go back to my mother’s house for dinner every three days.
I can't wait to swallow all the pot of my mother's family.
Liu Guimei lazily responded, she really didn't like this group of nieces.
There is no other reason, they are also masters of Huo Huo's family.
No, I started robbing her to eat again.
"Grandma, I want to eat steamed buns."
"Grandma, I'm hungry too."
One or two were clamoring for hunger, seeing the steamed buns on the table with glowing eyes, like starving ghosts.
Reach out and get it.
Seeing this, Liu Guimei reached out and patted it down, "This is mine."
She is powerful enough, but these dead girls are even stronger than her.
"Eat food must be served on a first-come, first-served basis."
Even if she despises it as bad, it's not the turn of these girls to eat it.
After the words fell, Liu Guimei was slapped by the Song family, "I don't want to lose face, as an elder, I still grab food from the children."
After finishing speaking, he took the steamed bun from Liu Guimei's hand and divided it among them.
Even the half-eaten steamed bun was pulled off, so it was enough.
Liu Guimei stared wide-eyed, especially scary.
One or two were so frightened that they hid behind Mrs. Song.
**** it.
Eat a steamed bun and come to grab it from her.
Every time.
Liu Guimei was so angry that her nose was about to smoke.
Liu Guihua pretended not to see this.
"Mom, do you still have food at home?" Seeing the children eating steamed buns one by one, Liu Guihua starved to death, "This baby is hungry."
(end of this chapter)
