Chapter 283: Tacky

"Mother, forget it, I'll go back and get some food for myself, and eat some fresh vegetables that I can eat. Here I can only eat what is left of others." Zhao Yuner said.
Liang Jinqiao sighed, and wanted to persuade Zhao Yun'er, "Yun'er is also troublesome to cook this time, Doudou must be hungry too. It's not leftovers, it's just those leftovers that have been served. People haven't used chopsticks before. There are a lot of meat and meat, which are all good things. If you stay here to eat, you can have a good meal. Your father specially called you to come over, and he will go back without eating this. I guess your father will know about it. Not happy."
"Mother, it's not a question of not having leftovers. Since you call me over, it is equivalent to a guest. Everyone can serve the table. Why can't I serve it?"
These words of Zhao Yuner and Liang Jinqiao fell into Huo Chunhua's ears.
Huo Chunhua didn't expect Zhao Yun'er to say that, and she sneered, "Who do you think you are? It's a good idea to give you a leftover food. I really treat myself as a guest. The guests came here to give gifts, you Have you given it away? Don’t eat if you don’t, and get out quickly."
Zhao Yuner sneered at the corner of her mouth, and the old Zhao family was embarrassed to offer her gift money.
At the beginning, she sold her for two hundred taels of silver. If there is no such two hundred taels of silver, where would Zhao Tianlong have the money to go to school, I guess there will be no chance for this banquet today.
She doesn't give gifts, but she still wants to eat at the table. After all, the old Zhao family owed her.
Zhao Yun'er didn't say anything yet, Zhao Xinhui walked out of the house, dressed up in splendor. The clothes I wore were bought from Huo Chunhua last time when I went to Yangcheng. The pink Luo skirt is pretty in style and color. It is a bit worse than the ones worn by the ladies in Yangcheng, but in the countryside, It is definitely eye-catching. After all, ordinary girls wear darker, coarse cloth.
There was a thick layer of foundation and rouge on her face, and she also put on a few pieces of jewelry that she took yesterday.
Zhao Xinhui was already pretty, dressed like this, she didn't look like a countryman anymore. However, in Zhao Yun'er's eyes, Zhao Xinhui has an indescribable tackiness.
Sometimes the temperament of a person is not made through clothing and jewelry, but originally exuded.
Zhao Xinhui just wears it beautifully, she can't feel beautiful.
Speaking of temperament, Mu Lianfeng is more temperamental, and he still feels particularly handsome in torn clothes. There is a sense of indescribable momentum and dignity.
Zhao Yuner's eyes fell on Zhao Xinhui's jewelry.
According to the economic level of the old Zhao family, where is the money to buy these jewelry.
The brows frowned slightly, Zhao Yuner had a bad feeling.
Zhao Xinhui jumped to the front of Mrs. Zhao, "Mother, do you think I am good today?"
Huo Chunhua glanced at it and said with a smile, "It looks good, of course my Huier looks good."
The attention of people around made Zhao Xinhui's mood very happy.
Now that people look at her, it shows that she is the focus here, and she is beautifully dressed, which makes others feel amazing.
"Mother, I'm hungry!" Zhao Xinhui said again.
"Hui'er, are you waiting in the kitchen? Or go to the house and wait until there are leftovers, mother will deliver it to you?"
Zhao Xinhui said a little displeased, "Mother, I don't want to eat leftovers, I want to eat at the table!"