Chapter 322 It was her who gave him a home

   Xiaomei is only three years younger than Xiao Changyi. She was married at the age of 21 and 14 this year. She hadn't seen An Jing and Xiao Changyi for many years, and the appearance of An Jing and Xiao Changyi had changed a bit, so it was no wonder she couldn't recognize them.

   However, as soon as he knew from the lotus mouth that the two were An Jing and Xiao Changyi, Xiaomei decided to stay away from these two people in the future.

  Because it's so evil!

  Xiao Changyi has only been back for a year, her mother and brother were poisoned to death, this person really beat them!

   She must stay far away from him, lest she be killed too.

  So, as soon as she met Jingjing and Xiao Changyi, Xiaomei hurriedly took a detour and walked fast, as if she was afraid that Xiao Changyi would kill her.

Most of the people who died in Jiuping Village, and these people were all at the funeral yesterday, and some passed by their door. At that time, the detour was next to the lotus flower. An Jing and Xiao Changyi thought with their toes and knew that this person was going home. Xiao Xiaomei, who is in mourning.

   Seeing that Little Sister Xiao hurriedly took a detour as if her husband was a plague, An Jing immediately sneered: "I'm afraid of being killed by you."

   "Why are you angry with her?" Xiao Changyi lowered his head and rubbed her forehead lightly, "Didn't you say that I won't kill people? I believe it, I believe it, okay, don't be angry, let's go home."

  Quiet is not angry, and smiled: "It's fine if you don't care."

   "Before I met you, I didn't care what others thought of me." After thinking about it, he added: "I don't care about the year I was abandoned."

  Quiet's heart throbbed violently, pain, pain. The fingers intertwined with him naturally tightened and tightened. She felt sorry for her husband.

   If she hadn't been abandoned since she was a child, lived alone, and suffered from the coldness and warmth of the world, how could her husband's personality be so indifferent and withdrawn.

   Xiao Changyi clasped her fingers tightly, but said nothing.

   "Master, let's go home." An Jing suddenly laughed again. But the words were mixed with a strong nasal voice.

  Xiao Changyi clasped her fingers tightly again, and replied softly, "Well, let's go home."

  It was she who gave him a home.

  It was him who gave her a home.

  …

   As soon as Xiaomei took a detour and returned to her mother's house, she saw the lotus flower sweeping the floor in the yard, and Xiao Douzi followed behind the lotus flower's butt, no matter what the lotus flower did, he followed.

   Xiao Douzi is the son of Xiao Gouyu and Lotus, who is only four years old this year.

  Xiao Xiaomei glanced at Xiao Douzi complicatedly, and then said to the lotus flower: "Sister-in-law, come in, I have something to tell you."

Although Lotus didn't know what Xiaomei was going to tell her, most of the money for the funeral was taken by Xiaomei from her husband's house. She was very grateful. In addition, she had a cowardly personality. Then, she took Xiaodouzi very obediently. His hand followed Xiaomei into the house.

   In the main room, little sister Xiao was sitting in the upper seat, while Lotus was sitting on the small bench holding Xiao Douzi, looking rather cowardly.

Xiao Xiaomei took ten cents of money from her purse and put it on the table, and said, "Sister-in-law, you know that my life at my in-law's house was not going well, and it was difficult. Otherwise, I wouldn't come back often to see you. I really can only take out so much now, and I can't take out any more."

   Lotus immediately said gratefully: "Little sister, you have helped the family enough, thank you, if it weren't for you, the mother and the dog would have no money to bury."

  Xiao Xiaomei looked at Xiao Douzi and sighed: "Sister-in-law, what are you going to do in the future? You can't bring soybeans on your own."

   (end of this chapter)