Fortunately, they are not.
So Jin is still alive now, and he is still alive, without being beaten by his mother.
But it is impossible for Jiang Xiumei not to feel uncomfortable when people want face and tree want bark. Being pierced by Zhou Haiyang’s mother face to face, I feel that my old face is almost lost.
What a club!
The more Jiang Xiumei thought, the more angry, the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to beat up that uneasy son, and hurried home. As soon as she arrived at the door before she went in, she saw Jin sitting on the armchair sunbathing with his stomach. Lisa moved a small chair to look at it, her big eyes blinking.
Lisa reached out and touched Jin's stomach, and asked him, "Uncle, do you have a baby in your stomach?"
When Jiang Xiumei heard it, she almost slipped.
"I saw that when Dazhu's wife next door had a baby, it was like this." lisa said, "But her belly is a little bigger and bulging than you. It's just like that, she's lazy and doesn't do anything."
Jin held his belly and smiled: "Yes."
There was a terrifying wound on his stomach. Jin didn't dare to let her look at it, so he responded casually. He pointed to the yard and said: "Quickly, go and clean the yard, and the clothes that uncle changed yesterday has also been washed, lest your grandma comes back and scold me for laziness."
Lisa usually doesn't help Jin very much, because grandma said that he does his own affairs by himself, and his uncle is so big that he can't be used to him.
But thinking about the uncle who is sick now, he has to be pampered, lisa had to stand up and took a broom that was taller than her. Still feeling wrong, he asked, "But uncle, the clothes you changed yesterday were just a small t-shirt. Grandma told you to wash it yourself."
"Uncle is old, with a baby in his belly, so I can't wash it anymore."
Lisa nodded ignorantly, "Oh".
Jiang Xiumei couldn't stand it anymore, she rushed in and twisted Jin's ears, and cursed: "You little bastard, you are still poor! Do you want to be shameless if such a big person bullies lily? Can you ask for a little back shirt? Fate?"
Jin has always been the most venomously beaten, howling with the loudest voice, he yelled as soon as he was twisted.
"Grandma, don't scold him, he still has a baby in his stomach." lisa was so scared that he threw the broom and protected Jin's stomach.
She knows that if there is a baby, you can't beat it.
When Zhuzi's wife had a baby, her mother-in-law neither said she nor scolded her, saying that the child would fall.
Lisa also learned something.
Jiang Xiumei said "Bah", "lily, don't be fooled by him, where is the baby in his stomach? The meat that is more than others is pretending to be **** and pee. Lazy people just **** and pee too much!"
"Uncle can't give birth to a baby?" lisa was stunned with his mouth open.
A small face was full of loss and shock, as well as the anger of being deceived.
Jiang Xiumei immediately glanced at Jin with contempt, and sneered: "I can't ask for a daughter-in-law, still want a baby? I want to go in my dream."
Lisa knew that her uncle might lie to her, but grandma would definitely not.
"Wow--" lisa cried loudly, "Uncle lied to me!"
She was so sad, she thought there would be a little brother and little sister to play with. Lisa's best friend is the system, but the system is invisible and intangible. How can a baby be fun.
Jin held his stomach with a guilty conscience, and turned his head in disbelief.
Lisa cried for a long time, and began to anger and ignore Jin. Jin had no choice but to coax her, "Is it wrong if I am wrong, little ancestor?"
"Liar!" lisa sipped him, "The system says that only bad kids can lie!"
"Then I am a bad kid."
"Liar! You are so old!"
Jin immediately shouted, "Eh, you little girl, dare you call me old."
Lisa ignored him all day long, and of course she didn't wash his shirt.
During the meal, Jin contributed a bowl of fish soup to coax lisa.
In the evening, a family of three enjoyed the coolness in the yard. Jin used the excuse that he was sick again, and tricked lisa into fanning him. But lisa was stopped by Jiang Xiumei as soon as her hand touched the futon fan.
"lily, don't listen to him. He just owes him, he owes him."
The eldest grandma is the biggest, lisa put down her fan obediently.
Jiang Xiumei said again: "Stars, I beg you, will you stop making trouble in the future? We will live a stable life as a family, otherwise I will not be dead. The neighbors in the neighborhood don't say anything, but you see. How many people come to see you now? They are all afraid of you. Our family are all serious people. You can't mess around and discredit your ancestors. Otherwise, I will have no face to see your dad when I get underground. He has to beat me and scold me. I said I lost the face of your family and raised a shameful offspring!"
In front of lisa, Jiang Xiumei couldn't explain her words clearly, so she had to be subtle and let him be a good man, don't be involved in the crime, don't commit crimes.
I don't think Jin is really a great mallet. Not only does he not understand, but he also asks ignorantly: "Why are the neighbors in the neighborhood afraid of me? Also, only you chasing my dad to fight, how dare my dad beat you?"
Jiang Xiumei's face turned black, and she was so angry that she wanted to smash his mind to see if there was really a mallet inside!
However, lisa rolled her eyes and said obediently: "Uncle, grandma won't let you cause trouble, you will listen to me in the future. You can't do bad things, bad guys can do bad things."
Jiang Xiumei immediately decided: "Yes, just listen to lily."
Jin finally understood. He was too anxious and yelled wronged: "Mom, although I am a jerk, I am a good citizen! I didn't do anything bad! I am not injured in a fight, I am injured by a rescuer!"
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Little one tears the villian's script
FanfictieNovel Summary Jiang lisa was bound to a system when she was three years old. The system told her that she was the lost daughter of a wealthy family assigned to play the cannon fodder in this script. The fake daughter that her parents adopted was the...
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