Chapter 678: Family feelings as thin as paper (1)

Yang Zimei parked the car under his doorway, let Zhenzi wait there, and went upstairs.
Sadako is a living dead person, who is more or less ominous, so she is not willing to let her enter her home.
Because Yang Zimei called ahead of time to get her mother ready to leave early, although it was only 6:30, Huang Xiuli, who used to get up early to go to the bakery, was already prepared.
"Niuniu, your hair--"
Huang Xiuli was scared to see Yang Zimei's hair turn into a strange ice-blue.
"Mom, it's okay. I want to make a difference and dye my hair."
Yang Zimei frowned at her mother's shoulder and said, "Have you ever had breakfast?"
"I have eaten, Niu Ni have you eaten?"
"Well, I have eaten."
"Then we can go to grandma's house now, haha, mom hasn't returned to her mother's house for five years, and I miss it very much."
Huang Xiuli smiled kindly, but her eyes were full of bitterness.
Five years ago on the second day of the fifth year, she and Yang Qing went back to see her brothers at her home. As a result of their poverty, they received much ridicule and ridicule, not even a treat.
She had no choice but to go to the grave to worship her mother and return.
She returned to her parents' house that time and broke her heart. She never said she would go back.
This time my cousin came over and screamed her sister. She was very enthusiastic and made her long-awaited hope in her heart again. She wanted to go back and take a look again.
When Yang Zimei saw that Huang Xiuli was still wearing ordinary clothes, she thought of those snob-eyed aunts and said, "Mom, what was the skirt I bought for you last time? You are so beautiful, why not Anymore? "
After Yang Zimei had money, he bought a lot for his family, especially Huang Xiuli, who hadn't dressed well for most of his life. However, Huang Xiuli was diligent and frugal, and knew his daughter was not short of money. The store's turnover is also good, and it is still wearing ordinary clothes, and I feel a little swaggering.
"Mom is not a little girl. When she goes back to her mother's village, she will be joked by wearing a skirt." Huang Xiuli shuddered and shouted, "This suit is pretty good."
"Mom, now the aunts in the village also wear skirts, you really are."
Yang Zi frowned, but saw her wear the emerald emerald pendant she carved herself, and said nothing, she pulled her mother and prepared to go downstairs.
"Niuniu, my mother prepared bread for her maiden. You can carry it for me and these gifts."
Huang Xiuli pointed at the pile of things on the table.
"Ok."
In fact, Yang Zimei really didn't want to give her mother-in-law anything. In her memory, they impressed her badly.
In the last life, when his family was destroyed, his mother-in-law's family only came to deal with the aftermath. At that time, he also took her back and wanted to raise her.
Who knows, the second aunt jumped up and scolded her, saying that they had four children at home, and could not afford one more meal.
Fearing that his wife's second concubine was helpless, she was sent to a more affluent home with only two children, and Grandma actually refused directly, saying that he was not obliged to help others raise children.
Erji begged for a long time, saying that this was the only child left by her sister Xiuli, how could it be someone else's house?
Dasao still disagrees, and firmly believes that she was a door-killer, which led to the death of her family and she didn't want the mold.
Frustrated, Erjie took her to find other brothers and sisters, but the result was the same. She had to take her home again, and kneeled in front of his wife for a while, Fang was reluctant to agree to stay.