Yan Rulan watched Manshu and a classmate walk away, her face turned livid with anger.
She chased after her with her two children, and when she saw Manshu buying roasted sweet potatoes, she even looked disgusted.
"Manman, why do you like to eat such unhygienic things? Mom even told me to take you for a late-night snack."
It was not only Manshu and Qin Gege who bought roasted sweet potatoes, but also other students.
Everyone looked at Yan Rulan's expression as if she was insane.
Fortunately, these students were not in the same grade as Manshu and did not pay attention to her. Otherwise, people would definitely say that the mother, the daughter of the Yan family, was sick and looked down on roasted sweet potatoes.
You look so condescending, who are you showing it to?
Who doesn’t have a lot of bad money in their family?
"Auntie..." Manshu turned her head and looked at Yan Rulan seriously, "When you were a child, you even ate sweet potatoes cooked for cooking. Now my grandfather specializes in roasting sweet potatoes for people to eat. Do you think it is unhygienic?"
This is what Manshu heard from Grandma Yan.
It was said that Yan Rulan liked to eat sweet potatoes in the past. When grandma Yan cooked pig food, she would leave a few large sweet potatoes without chopping them and cook them directly to the bottom of the pot.
While waiting to feed the pigs, scoop up the sweet potatoes from the bottom of the pot and eat them.
Yan Rulan liked to eat something when she was a child, but now she dislikes it.
Yan Rulan didn't expect Grandma Yan to say such a thing to her.
I was only told that when I was a kid, I was embarrassed and embarrassed when I ate sweet potatoes in pig food.
"Don't talk nonsense, we were different back then." She also didn't deny that she had eaten sweet potatoes in pig food.
At that time, my family was poor and it was good to have enough to eat.
Although sweet potatoes are fed to pigs, they are also eaten by humans.
I used to be ignorant and thought it was okay to cook it with pig food.
Thinking about it now, Yan Rulan just wanted to seal that memory completely.
As for Yan Manshu who mentioned this matter, she felt disgusted again.
As expected, he is not his biological child, and he is not considerate at all.
"Also, Manman, what did you call me?" Yan Rulan wanted to know the family tree of her elders. She wanted Yan Manshu to recognize her as her mother, not some cousin.
At first glance, he sounds like a relative who cannot be beaten with eight sticks.
Manshu doesn't think so.
She smiled and said, "Auntie. You are sister Siyu's biological mother, and you are also my biological mother's cousin. Is it right for me to call you cousin?"
That's right.
Yan Rulan's face didn't look good.
"Manman, you grew up in the Yan family, you can actually call me mom like Jenny and Daniel."
"I think they won't mind, and Siyu... probably won't mind either."
She has not yet met her biological daughter, but she has always been proud of her.
Therefore, she took it for granted that she could make the decision for her daughter.
She said she didn't mind. Does her daughter still want to object?
Manshu was shocked by her overconfidence.
He just smiled and said: "No, I actually haven't had a mother since I was a child, so I can't shout out. I'm also glad that my mother is dead. Unlike sister Siyu, I don't know if I will be happy when I see my cousin and younger siblings in the future.
I’ll be jealous.”
"After all, you love your younger brothers and sisters so much, but you never take your daughter who stayed in China into your heart."
Manshu was not polite at all.
Yan Rulan heard the accusation in her words, and became even more convinced that Yan Manshu needed maternal love.
It was Long Qiqi, who raised her chin arrogantly: "Of course, my mommy loves me and my brother the most, so don't think about it."
As for the real and fake eldest sister, Long Qiqi didn't take it seriously at all.
At this moment, the sweet potato seller handed the sweet potato to Manshu: "Little sister, the sweet potato you want."