Chapter 939 Reality 7

  The man in his fifties next to him spat out the chicken bones in his mouth, "Yes. If it weren't for the two of you, I think her reputation would have been ruined long ago."

  Grandma Fu's face changed when she heard this, and secretly gave him a sneaky glance.

  Grandpa Fu held the lunch box tightly, "My An An is a good boy, don't talk nonsense."

   "I'm talking about the old talisman. We also see that you are generous to us, so we don't show it to others, but you old couple can't get cheap and act good."

  The aunt next to her raised her oily chopsticks and pointed her stubby fingers at her grandfather’s face,

"Don't even think about it. Firstly, your granddaughter doesn't do collective work, and secondly, she doesn't have much ability. Why can she get so many benefits? Your family doesn't rely on everyone to pay for food, supplies, clothes, and drinks." Living expenses are provided.

  If it weren't for our strict mouth, your granddaughter would have been drowned by everyone's spit. "

Grandma Fu just wanted to argue, but she cut it off first, "I want to say that your granddaughter is Commander Fu's girlfriend, right? Who doesn't know, otherwise you think she can live on the fifth floor, you can live on the fourth floor so good s room?

   But these supplies were not given by Commander Fu, but by your granddaughter. "

  She emphasized the pronunciation of the word "earning", and then took her son as an example,

   "My son Xiaohui has joined Mang since the first stage of the game. He is a serious official dealer. He only earns 20 points per round of the game.

  When he didn’t enter the game, he went to mine after work every day, accumulating points in different ways all day long.

   Who can be like you, eat well and dress well. Sleeping is Simmons. There is a sofa, refrigerator, and record player in the room. There is no need to earn points at all, and you are happy and happy every day. "

  Grandma Fu's face was ashen after being told.

  Hearing this, Fu Anan suddenly remembered that they had talked to themselves a few days ago, saying that they would donate all these things and exchange for some simple furniture. Have these people started since then?

   Veins bulged on the back of her hand.

   "Can you stop talking so badly?"

  Grandpa Fu threw his chopsticks away, "Are we happy and happy there? We get up at seven o'clock every day to work, and go home to rest at eight o'clock in the evening. We don't take anything, we don't want anything."

   "You're still angry!"

  The woman held a bitten apple and pointed at him,

"As long as you do this little work, can you compare with your granddaughter's corruption? It's your own business not to eat, and no one forces you. Don't think that your granddaughter can bully people casually because of Commander Fu. Believe me If you don't believe me, I will go to my son later and ask him to report Fu An'an to the higher authorities.

  Mang’s disciplinary rules are so strict I don’t need to say, the emperor broke the law and the common people are guilty of the same crime! "

  Her voice became louder and louder, and even people outside could hear it, attracting everyone's attention.

"OK OK!"

  Grandma Fu was the first to lose. She believed that her granddaughter was fine, but she was afraid that something might happen to her granddaughter. "Didn't you say you liked Cong Mangkhut last time? I'll send you off in a few days."

   Seeing her showing weakness, the woman thought that she had acquiesced, so she felt that what she said was justified. Eating others and taking others' things gave birth to a little sense of pride.

   "In addition to mangosteen, I want to drink some soup tomorrow.

  The soup made by the old hen is the best. After four hours of slow cooking on low heat, the meat and bones on the top are separated, and the taste is not to mention how fragrant. "

  (end of this chapter)