"Madam, did you hear everything? The young madam is really a good person and filial to you..." Aunt Fang was determined to be a peacemaker and wanted the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to reconcile as soon as possible.
They are all good people and deserve to be happy.
Leng's mother glared at her fiercely and said in a very unhappy tone, "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it."
"Alas." Apart from sighing, Aunt Fang didn't know how to persuade her.
Madam has a very gentle temperament. She is not a strong person, nor is she stubborn. She has been stubborn all her life on the matter of being the head of the household.
Leng's mother saw the helplessness behind the sigh and felt aggrieved, "You are mine, how can you help her speak?"
The two have been together for a long time and have a very good relationship, and Aunt Fang will occasionally say a few words.
"I'm doing it for your own good. I've been with you for almost twenty years, and you were the happiest just a while ago."
From the lifeless living dead to the happy and cheerful person who can laugh and dance, the young lady is indispensable.
There is an uplifting spirit around the young lady, so warm and full of vitality that people can't help but want to get close to her.
She is a bystander and can see more clearly than the person involved. The mother and son also need Ye Qingting.
A girl as bright as spring, she is like a ball of fire, attracting the attention of countless people.
Her smile is bright and bright, making her feel comfortable to look at.
The passion she unleashed deeply warmed the mother and son, dragging them out of the mire of pain.
Where can I find a daughter-in-law who is frank, generous, filial and considerate?
Leng's mother didn't want to hear anything about Qingting, so she interrupted impatiently, "I'm tired and want to rest. Just leave me alone and do your thing."
As for how good it is? Humph.
When she wasn't paying attention, everyone in the family was conquered by that girl.
She lazily climbed up the stairs and sat in the living room, staring blankly at the sunny sky outside.
The sunshine was very warm, but it couldn't shine into her heart. She felt so cold and lonely.
Aunt Fang came in with a tray, "Then you have to eat something first, and you have to take the medicine as well."
The lady was in a bad mood, her meals were erratic, and there was no one who could control her.
Not to mention medicine, I often find excuses to throw medicine into the toilet. If this continues, what should I do?
Leng's mother remained motionless and expressionless, "I have no appetite and don't want to eat anything."
Aunt Fang was very distressed and brought the tray to her, "There are fried chicken legs and baked potatoes, which are still hot and dipped in spices. They are so delicious that your mouth is watering. There is also beef vermicelli soup."
Leng Mu was startled. The four chicken legs were roasted golden, dripping with oil and steaming hot, which aroused people's appetite.
There was a long string of roasted potatoes, fragrant and fragrant, and there were two small plates next to them with carefully prepared spices.
The beef vermicelli soup is rich, with some green coriander floating on top. There is no green onion and ginger, and the beef is thin and tender.
Looking at the delicious food, her stomach growled, but she looked away with difficulty and spoke stiffly.
"I won't eat it, you can take it and eat it."
Only one person ate this kind of junk food, and after she left, the house was completely gone.
The image of the man eating fried chicken legs and drinking Coke with satisfaction came to mind, and her heart ached.
Aunt Fang frowned, "Madam, do you really not want to eat?"
This is not only what the young lady likes to eat, but also her favorite.
I had never eaten this kind of junk food before, but the young lady’s preference soon influenced her and made her fall in love with these messy street snacks.