Chapter 234: Cao Qiulan is humiliated

Cao Qiulan is a simple woman. Although she knows that no one else is rich at such a banquet, she still knows the common sense etiquette of giving gifts on her birthday. It is also her daughter's intentions, and she should not be timid.
With such a mind, she had the courage to pass things over.
Su Ya's death was tied with a beautiful knot, clean and simple. If it is left at the ordinary people's house in Beijing, it may be regarded as a decent gift, but at this time, at a banquet table with tens of thousands of banquets, a small gift box It looks embarrassing and ridiculous.
Leng Yuexin received Han Yan's instructions, and she had stood up from her seat and ushered in this direction, "Hehe, aunt, let me also see, what delicious food did your girl make?"
"Well, thank you, thank you for this little girl." Cao Qiulan was afraid to look up to face the many eyes present because of her inferiority, and it was embarrassing to stand by herself. At this time, a girl with a good voice came forward to help, and she felt down. Full of gratitude.
The gift box was picked up and placed on the side of Mrs. Cao. On the edge of the table, Leng Yuexin opened the box and praised it there, "Oh, it's so carefully packed. This scarf is not cheap for me. Right. "
"Yes, yes." Cao Qiulan must answer when asked, seeing someone exaggerating the package, a thick smile immediately appeared on the face, "This is a kind young man who took me to buy it, said that it is a famous brand, one for fifty . "
As soon as she was relaxed, her mouth was quick. As soon as the price was finished, she heard a few giggling laughs not far from the field, her heart tightened, and she knew that something was bad.
"A fifty? Oh, it's really expensive, where does the aunt come from?" Leng Yuexin, as if he didn't mind at all, took things slowly, and asked as if to relieve embarrassment.
Cao Qiulan shrank his neck, and now he couldn't dare to talk anymore. He answered, "Luo province, Lincheng, is relatively remote. You may not have heard of it."
Hearing the words, the laughter suddenly stopped on the scene, and the atmosphere became a little more subtle.
Lincheng, Luo Province, they have heard of it, and it was not long ago.
Cao Qiulan didn't know what he said wrong. At this time, he saw that the gift box had been opened, and lying in the box were round and soft pastries, without any decoration, resting on the dark-glazed tabletop. It looks bleak.
Leng Yuexin laughed lightly, and his voice was still a little unexpected. "Oh, it was really a pastry, my aunt was really interested, but I don't know if the boat and car came over, is there a shelf life for this thing?" She said wondering, Cao Qiulan had not had time to answer, The words of Leng Yuexin over there were sharply stabbed to the other side. "I heard that Yuncheng is not far from Lincheng. You should eat a lot of this kind of pastry? Song Ye, auntie brought snacks, no Know what gift you brought to the old lady? "
Hearing here, Cao Qiulan could no longer restrain her drooping eyes, and suddenly looked up to see the opposite two meters away, standing solo that Song Ye, who had been on the train for three days, opened her mouth. I wanted to ask why she was here, but the crisp sound of a ceramic smashing on the ground was a shock to her, and then she turned back, and her box of carefully prepared pastries had fallen to the ground.
Mrs. Cao sat on the seat and took back her hand. The old face was still calm. "Yuexin, it's not safe to leave things there. But it doesn't matter, it's not something that gets on the table, it just breaks. , Wait for someone to clear it up. "
The old lady's carelessness made it so intriguing that Leng Yuexin admired it very much. After a sweet response, Cao Qiulan was not even given a consolation sentence.
The honest lady stood there tremblingly, with a bitter coldness in her heart, and her own girl stayed up late to make the pastry. She was hungry on the train for three days and couldn't bear a gift, so she was thrown as garbage on the countertop. On the ground.
"Aunt ..." Cao Qiulan shouted nana.
However, Mrs. Cao interrupted her speech instantly. "Okay, the relationship of eight thousand miles, I am not your aunt, go ahead and get the money and go. The Qin family is not just anyone who can climb high. Up. "
Indeed, the relationship between Mrs. Cao and Cao Qiulan took a big circle, and the ancestors were not clear. The aunt was just a dear title. Before, she felt that the other party was sincerely inviting, even if the mountains and rivers had to come over, but never expected that they would face each other like this.
The conscience of heaven and earth, she never thought of coming to the Qin family, nor did she come here to ask for a meal.
She always loves to chatter, but at this moment she was wronged and speechless. This is the first time she has wanted to cry since she took up a family.
The layman looks lively, but the insider is watching the doorway.
Many of the guests present were gangsters walking in the mall, how could they not see the intriguing drama of Madam Cao today.
She is not targeting Cao Qiulan, but Song Ye, who is also from the countryside, who has no identity background, climbs up the power and can't get on the stage. These words are all told to Song Ye.
Cao Qiulan couldn't think of it anyway. This time she was in Beijing, but it was only the deep-witted chess piece that Madam Cao used to trample on Song Ye ’s self-esteem. She gritted her teeth, flushed her face, and finally said the only sentence tonight If you have the confidence, "I don't want to covet your Qin family for a penny, my things, I will take them away." After that, the woman crouched down in a fat body, resisting the sadness and humiliation, and picked up the scattered ones. pastry.
Singing here, the protagonist should almost be replaced. Madam Cao's eyes looked coldly at Song Ye, who opened her mouth to sing, but suddenly saw her move. When she lifted her feet, her shoes stepped on the smooth On the floor, it sounded until it stopped beside Cao Qiulan.
Cao Qiulan only saw a pair of white leather shoes stopped in front of himself. Then, the owner of the leather shoes crouched down and reached for her pastry. When I looked up again, I saw the familiar face, "Song Ye ..." She did not expect that in this case, there were still people willing to help her.
In the next second, in front of so many guests, Song Ye put the cloud cotton cake that fell on the floor into his mouth. Cao Qiulan just wanted to stop her and told her that she was dirty. Do n’t eat it, and heard that the thing was already there. Being swallowed, the teenager's cold and peaceful voice rang through the hall. "Qiu Lanjiu, such things as face have never been given by others."
No matter what other people look down on you, the key is to look down on yourself.
This sentence was so loud that it echoed in the banquet hall for a long time, like a heavy slap, and threw it on everyone's faces.