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Chapter 342

Meng Siqi looked at He Shan, and she stretched out her hand and rubbed her forehead. She had a headache. She couldn't ask for things from the Wu family. Even the Emperor Green was not rare. Meng Siqi had seen these before, but all the good things in the family were sold by the big brother who smoked big cigarettes.

Otherwise, she would not have fallen to the point of marrying a mud-legged man.

Even if he has made many achievements in war and has some culture, it cannot be changed. The fact that he was born in the countryside.

Of course, she never regrets marrying He Shan.

She fell in love with this man at first sight and always liked him in her heart. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been rebellious until now because she knew that he had a period of past.

"Director Meng, what do you know? The jade pendant Rongrong has been wearing it for a long time. She can't leave her body anymore. Didn't you see the little girl's face flushed now? Don't disbelief of the old objects in the past, it has spiritual energy."

"Mom, this is all feudal superstition, don't talk nonsense." Meng Siqi frowned and retorted.

The old lady of the He family knew that it was time to stop. Then, seeing the nanny busy, she stood up and said, "Okay, let's have a meal. When is it now? All the children should be hungry."

Anyway, this matter has been decided, and Rongrong can do something at home.

Not so lonely.

Moreover, I don't think I'm a diner.

It is not easy for Meng Siqi to object, and her son has the final say in this family.

The old lady of the He family snorted and went to the kitchen with brisk steps.

Then I saw He Juanjuan standing in the living room with candy and looked at her disgustedly. The old lady stretched out her hand and didn't let her son hear it, so her voice was lowered, "Juanjuan, grandma's hands are washed clean, can I go to the kitchen?"

But he didn't expect that He Shan and Meng Siqi did not hear these words, but they were heard by He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu who were going downstairs.

There is also Rongrong who is very quick-mouthed.

She ran forward and grabbed the rough hand of the old lady of the He family, staring at He Juanjuan, "My sister-in-law, the teacher told us to respect the elderly and love the young. How can you dislike grandma's unclean hands and not let her in the kitchen?"

He Juanjuan, “…”

She felt that she was really unfavorable for the passing years. She looked at the little dead girl angrily, stretched out her hand, and was about to pinch her as usual.

Qiao Qingyu had already walked up to him and stopped him without thinking.

She didn't say anything, but gave He Xiuyu a wink, this is your own sister, you can find a way.

Rongrong, a little drama artist, held the rough hands of the old lady of the He family, and her voice was full of emotion. "Grandma's hand is the hand of the working people, the most beautiful hand. Whether it is clean or with soil, it is worthy of respect..."

Old Mrs. He felt that her eye sockets were hot.

The voices of these people attracted He Shan's attention, and He Shan also walked towards this side. The old man of the He family is an honest man and has not been in good health. Therefore, the old lady of the He family is the decision of the family. He doesn't speak easily, but at this moment he smiled and looked at He Xuerong with a very kind look, "Rongrong is such a sensible and good child, and she doesn't dislike us rural people at all."
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