Jiang Niannian looked at her biological father in surprise. He was two heads taller than her biological mother. He was pulled by the ears, his body was bent, and he nodded repeatedly.

What is going on?

When the family returned home, it was already four or five o'clock. As soon as they arrived in the village, they heard the big yellow dog barking.

[Niannian, your grandpa and grandma, as well as your third uncle and his family have gone to your house. They should be waiting for you to come back and recognize your relatives!

Oh my god, please help me pull out that thorn. I can enjoy my meal now. 】

Jiang Niannian still doesn't know the situation at her grandfather's house.

"Thank you, Da Huang."

He turned to Wang Yingxiu and said, "Mom, grandpa and grandma are waiting for us at home."

Wang Yingxiu frowned, glanced at Jiang Weiguo, and pulled Jiang Niannian to quietly introduce the situation of her grandparents' family.

"Your uncle and your father are twin brothers. I have never seen your uncle. When I received the memory, your uncle was bullied by your stepmother and had already run away from home.

Your hind grandmother got married when they were both ten years old, and she brought a son who was two years younger than your father.

That son is your uncle, third uncle. His family has an eldest son who is 18, a daughter who is 16, and a youngest son who is 12.

Your hind mother gave birth to another daughter, who is your aunt. She is 20 years old and is looking for a husband.

This is the situation with the old house.

I tell you,"

When Wang Yingxiu was talking, she asked Jiang Weiguo to walk in front, and she and her daughter continued to talk in a low voice in the back.

"Before I came here, their whole family had no home.

Originally, I was a workhorse in that family, cooking for the whole family all day long. Even when I was pregnant, I had to go to the fields to work with my child on my back.

Even with this, she still couldn't have enough to eat. She said she earned very little. At that time, you and your mother had to rely on each other for food. You were just an old lady.

The most hateful thing is your father's foolish filial piety.

The original body was bleeding profusely and had no hope, so people had no motivation to live. Now that she is gone and I am here, can I be a blood bag like her?

I had just finished my confinement, and the first meal I cooked was to put all the rice in the house into the pot and stew the meat. However, there was not much meat at that time, but there were eggs, so I ate them all. "

Jiang Niannian thought that she had eaten all the eggs from Jiang Dahe's house, and couldn't help but smile. The two of them were really worthy of being mother and daughter.

"What about the queen?"

Wang Yingxiu raised her chin.

"I will do it from now on. If you don't do it, I will kill you or burn your house.

They couldn't stand my trouble, so they left. After leaving, they often came to our house to beg for money. Your father was very filial to his father, so the old man gave away the food with just a sigh.

I had quarreled with him several times, and when he got angry, I just stopped living with him. Only then did he get angry a little.

Just after the Chinese New Year, your third uncle wanted to help your eldest cousin get married, and came to our house to borrow money. I refused to lend him the money, and instead contracted the fish pond.

Now we are telling others that our family has no money. I don’t know why they are coming here with such a bad smell. In short, we just need to not give them face.”

Jiang Niannian thought to herself, this fellow, if her own mother were put in the literature of that time, she could also be considered a daughter-in-law.

When she turned around, the village chief's big yellow dog followed her. Was it planning to go to her house to eat melons?

When I got home and entered the yard, I saw a middle-aged woman wandering outside the kitchen.

"Your third aunt."

Jiang Niannian felt that she might not be able to maintain the persona of a good girl, so she might as well release her nature and be brave enough to be herself.

㹏Move to say hello.

"Third Aunt."

The middle-aged woman had short hair and a slightly plump figure. When he saw her, he just looked her up and snorted.

His eyes fell on the bag in her hand.

Jiang Niannian has changed her clothes now, wearing a pink shirt and black pants. Her face is fair, and she stands there tall and straight in her new clothes, and her temperament has improved.

At first glance, she looks like a city girl. If you don't look under her clothes, you'll be hurt.