Chapter 48 (1/2)

Yun Congjun's expression is very embarrassed.

Jiang Huanqing is in silent tears!

Yun Hua sneered: ”every time you call, you ask for money. You don't know what the countryside looks like. Every year, in addition to the crop harvest, where does the money come from?”

”Ha ha, your so-called venture capital, bit by bit, is the money my mother earned by raising pigs, selling chickens and going to the cotton mill to work night shift!”

”Xiao Qiuci's posture is graceful and noble. Yes, of course, if you don't touch the spring water with your fingers, and you take expensive cosmetics for maintenance all day, can you not be elegant and noble?”

”You try to ask her to mow the pig grass and shovel the pig manure, and see if she can still be noble!”

”You don't think I'm rude and uncivilized. Do you know that if I'm as cultured as Xiao Ruyue, I can't even eat a mouthful of food!”

”Why don't you take Xiao Ruyue back to the village for a few days and see if she can maintain her upbringing with those bastards in my uncle's house?”

The eyes of cloud painting are very cold.

”Dad, do you know that when I was only five years old, my grandmother assigned me to wash dishes, wash clothes, boil water and cook rice. I could hardly reach the stove when I stood on the bench and almost fell into the boiling water pot!”

”It's Zhiming of the second uncle's family who killed the chicken that my aunt just bought. My second aunt must say it's me. I said it was Zhiming. My grandmother took up the bamboo strip and smoked it on me. She called me a liar and smoked desperately

”My mother just came back to protect me, but my grandmother and my second aunt picked up a bamboo pole to hit my mother and me. My mother protected me in her arms, and the bamboo poles were all pulled on her body, and the green bamboo poles were smashed

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Jiang Huanqing covered her face and began to cry. She kept shaking her head: ”don't talk about painting, don't talk about painting...”

Yun Congjun was black faced and silent.