Chapter 1221 Eccentric Second Mother (51)

   Especially when Yin Yin saw Mother Wen's black and yellow teeth, and when she spoke and had bad breath, she really couldn't help it.

   Her hand subconsciously pressed her stomach, for fear that she would retire on the spot.

   At this moment, Wen Shu also looked at her with apologetic eyes.

  As a bedside person, how could Wen Shu not understand the cleanliness of his wife? In this case, even if Wen's mother was feeding her grandson Wen Cheng, the wife would definitely feel uncomfortable watching it.

  Yin Yin looked at Wen Shu's handsome face, and really felt that Wen Shu's ability to grow into such a handsome face and an artist's temperament was really a genetic mutation.

   After all, both Father Wen and Mother Wen have average looks, while Big Sister Wen and Second Sister Wen follow their normal looks, except for one Wen Shu who is very handsome.

  Yin Yin stared at Wen Cheng, she thought, if this kid dares to eat this minced meat with mother Wen's saliva, she will definitely starve him a few times in the future.

  Wen Cheng felt a chill down his spine for some reason.

   However, he looked at the lump of minced meat and instinctively refused.

He shook his head, took the bowl from Mother Wen's hand, took the chopsticks himself, quickly took two bites into his mouth, and said, "Grandma, look, I can eat it myself, you can eat it yourself, you Don't get hungry."

Mother Wen only heard the second half of the sentence, and was very pleased: "We are really sensible, and we all know to let grandma eat quickly, not to starve, really a good grandson of milk." After saying that, Mother Wen took the spoon Putting it in his mouth, he ate the minced meat again.

   Yin Yin's lips twitched: Okay, anyway, it's your own saliva, you've already eaten it once, and it doesn't matter if you eat it a second time.

  Wen Cheng hurriedly bowed his head to eat, for fear that his grandmother would chew some minced meat for him. To be honest, he didn't like it.

   Before the family had finished breakfast, people from the Wen family came to the door one after another, and it was the third aunt and six wives who had a little kinship with the Wen family.

  Mother Wen, Sister Wen and Second Sister Wen are very tired of seeing these years.

"It's really when we don't know what they're here for. They all come to the door smelling the smell. We don't know how many generations have passed and we're still rushing to recognize relatives. Why don't we see them coming on weekdays." Sister Wen looked at those who were trying to please Yin. Yin, the person who kept speaking Yin Yin's words rolled his eyes.

   She and Second Sister Wen looked at each other and understood each other.

These people, relying on the wealth of her brothers and sisters, come to the door one by one and wait for the red envelopes, that is, the brothers and sisters are rich and stupid, so they will give red envelopes to these greedy people. Boom out, really shameless.

   No, elder sister Wen and second elder sister Wen stepped forward to ridicule them openly and secretly.

   The three aunts and six grandmothers in the village are all like human beings, how can they not know the meaning of the two people's words, not only did they not leave, but they also taunted them back.

   said that they were shameless. Could it be that the Wen family sisters are good, and the older ones are not at home for the New Year, and they still know that the younger brother and younger siblings came back from the city to fight the autumn wind.

  It's all half a catty, so don't tell anyone.

  Yin Muyu watched them go head to head.

   Anyway, apart from Father Wen, Mother Wen, and several children this year, she will not give red envelopes to others like the original owner.

   First, there is no custom of brothers and sisters giving red envelopes to aunts. Second, why should she give some unscrupulous snobby eyes and white-eyed wolves to her hard-earned money.

   In the last life, the original owner and his family of four suffered such a tragedy, and these people did not shed even a drop of crocodile tears.

   (end of this chapter)