He drove the two old ladies away, Hua Ling looked at the time, and her biological mother was almost here.
She sent the recording just now to Lu Jinghong, then changed into clothes and went downstairs.
After a while, the servant came in with two women.
Yang Yuelian, who was walking in front, had a blurry look in her eyes.
"I'm so beloved. This house is too big. I've only seen it on TV. It's so beautiful!"
Ma Ting, the sister-in-law who was rushing to the flowery ling, blinked:
"With this house, our Dabao will not have to worry about not being able to find a wife in the future."
Ma Ting was already so shocked that she couldn't speak. She only heard that her sister-in-law had made a fortune in Yancheng, but she didn't expect that she was so rich that she had lived in a luxury house.
While shocked, Ma Ting couldn't help but envy, jealousy and hatred.
They are all born from a mother. Why do you have to stay in a small county to get up early and work late to set up a stall, but your sister lives a rich life?
Look, it’s a fairy-like day to be served by people at home.
Hua Ling sat on the sofa and watched her mother and sister-in-law come in.
Their eyes were the only mansion. She was so big that she sat there and didn't see it. She was still smacking her tongue at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
"This should be quite expensive, right?" Yang Yuelian used her limited knowledge to estimate: "I'm afraid it will cost tens of thousands."
Ma Ting curled her lips: "More than that, I think it will cost at least tens of thousands."
This house is specially designed for Cui Jincheng to live with his son. When it was originally decorated, it was naturally expensive and used. Just one chandelier was nearly one million.
If her mother knew, Hua Ling was worried that they would take off the chandelier and take it away when they left.
"Damn girl, I see you're so big now. I don't stand up to greet us when I see us coming. Do you still have me as a mother in your eyes?"
Yang Yuelian cursed, but her eyes kept rolling, and she felt valuable no matter what she saw.
Hua Ling still didn't stand up, her face was very cold:
"What are you here to do?"
When Yang Yuelian heard this tone, she was immediately unhappy.
"What's your attitude? Now that you have money, your wings are hard, aren't you?"
Ma Ting held Yang Yuelian comfortably and said with a smile to Hua Ling:
"Girl, our mom misses you now, and we're here to see you."
Hua Ling is too lazy to lift her eyelids:
"Is that so? When I was a child, I loved eating her pickled sauerkraut. I thought so much recently. Have you brought it?"
Ma Ting smiled awkwardly.
They came empty-handed, let alone bringing things to Hua Ling, they didn't even bring their own clothes to change.
Ma Ting originally wanted to bring two clothes, but Yang Yuelian stopped her and said:
"What are you bringing? Isn't there anyone selling clothes in such a big city in Yancheng? Your girl is rich now. When we go, she will buy it."
Ma Ting was of course happy to hear this, so the two of them didn't even bring a piece of underwear to change.
"What's so delicious about pickled vegetables? Do you have a chef at home? Do you want to eat anything, right?" Ma Ting was straightforward and was not inferior to Yang Yuelian.
It’s more like mother and daughter when they look at them.
"It turns out that I'm just thinking about it." Hua Ling said.
Yang Yuelian sat down, picked up the fruit plate on the coffee table and stuffed it to Ma Ting:
"Eat it, I don't even recognize this fruit, it's obvious that it's imported fruit."
Then he looked at Hua Ling arrogantly:
"Your sister-in-law and I were tired after taking the high-speed train for several hours. Let your chef get some food."
As he said that, he complained:
"You are such a big man too. My mother and sister-in-law came from afar. Don't you know how to prepare food and drink in advance? You don't understand this kind of human nature and worldly style. I miss you for nothing."
Hua Ling pulled the knitted long skirt on her body, and it seemed that she didn't even want to say anything.