"It's okay. I speak more directly. I dare not respond when you call me cousin. After all, I have never heard Wei Dingbang mention you. I'm afraid I will respond incorrectly and make a fool of myself." Lu Manyue said softly.

"Impossible, how could Wei Dingbang not have mentioned me to you? We have known each other for more than ten years. My relatives and friends all know about me and him." Zhou Ruhua didn't believe it, and glared at Lu Manyue like a knife, "Qin Ning, you are lying!"

"I really didn't mention it. I only knew you had a relationship with him after hearing what you said in the emergency area. If you really don't believe it, you can ask Wei Dingbang yourself." Lu Manyue also wanted to hear what Wei Dingbang himself said.

Zhou Ruhua bit her lip and looked at Wei Dingbang.

"Let's wait until the operation is over before we discuss anything." The doctor heard that there was something wrong with the tone of the two lesbians' conversation. Women's affairs are the most difficult to deal with, so he immediately interrupted them.

He pushed the armchair hard behind the partition with a white curtain and pulled the curtain closed with a swish.

The sound of washing hands came from inside. While disinfecting, he said, "During the operation, the less interference the better. You all go out and wait, and close the door. Remember to keep quiet. I will call you in when you are done."

Lu Manyue walked out first and stood quietly against the wall.

Zhou Ruhua followed closely behind and stood opposite her, with a cloud of doubt floating in her narrow, almond-shaped eyes.

Zhou Ruhua's aunt and cousin stood silently beside Zhou Ruhua.

Zhou Ruhua's aunt kept looking at Lu Manyue for a long time before she spoke: "Girls really change a lot when they grow up. I didn't expect that you have grown so beautiful after not seeing you for a few years. Come, aunt, have you picked up a beautiful woman's painted skin and pasted it on your face?"

As he said this, he was about to reach out and pinch Lu Manyue's face.

My hands were black and there was dirt under my nails.

Lu Manyue turned her face away from her.

She said with a playful look on her face: "Qin Ning, you had dark skin when you were a child. The first time I saw you, I nicknamed you Black Charcoal Girl.

When the children in the village were playing house, no one wanted to let you be the bride, but you always pestered my Lele and insisted on coming to my house with candies, begging me to be your groom. My Lele disliked your black skin and said you were an ugly monster, and said he would rather be beaten to death by you than be your groom.

You were so petty back then, you cried every time you were angry."

Lu Manyue frowned slightly and felt a little uncomfortable.

Why does the way this woman speaks sound so unpleasant?

If you want to be beautiful, you should pinch it to see if it’s fake skin?

Just because the girl has dark skin, you deliberately hurt her and call her a black girl?

She said with a playful look on her face that the other person didn't want her son even though he was giving her money to him, and then she exposed the other person's shortcomings and made him cry, and then she blamed him for being narrow-minded?

Seeing that Lu Manyue didn't say anything, Auntie Zhou Ruhua came closer and said, "Hey, your skin looks so thin and tender from a close distance, just like a piece of tender tofu. Let me pinch it and see if it's really as tender as tofu."

Lu Manyue could no longer bear it, and pretended to step on her feet, "Oh, your feet are also shaped very uniquely, like bear paws. Let me step on them and see if they are as bouncy as bear paws."

Aunt Zhou Ruhua backed away in fear, saying, "Kid, I was just kidding you. How could you just step on someone like that?"

Lu Manyue raised the corner of her mouth and forced a smile, "Ah, your face looks like a shoe horn that has turned into a spirit. Can I give you a nickname, Shoe Horn?"

Aunt Zhou Ruhua was so angry that veins on her forehead were throbbing. "Why are you talking so harshly, kid? You're just a shoe-horn person."

"Hey, Aunt, why are you so stingy? You have been calling me Black Charcoal Girl for how long? I just called you Shoe Horn Spirit once, and you got so angry that your face turned black. I was just kidding you, can't you see it?" Lu Manyue looked at Aunt Zhou Ruhua with an innocent face, and at the end, she had an expression that said you can't afford to play with her.

"Auntie, be more generous and don't take it personally. I've told you before that I speak more directly than your Hua'er."

Aunt Zhou Ruhua was so angry that smoke seemed to come out of her head.

Zhou Ruhua looked straight at Lu Manyue and suddenly said, "It's rare to find a difficult relative like you.

I'm going to talk to Wei Dingbang later. For the sake of a more harmonious married life between him and me, I'd like him to have as little contact with you as possible.

You are so difficult to get along with. There is really no need to get rid of this relative. If you can break off the relationship, it is better to do so as soon as possible."

Lu Manyue laughed, "I just responded to you the way you treated me, and now I am difficult to deal with and it is better to break up with you as soon as possible? It is true that you can't see the lice on your own head, but you see the nits on others' bodies."

"You, you are simply unreasonable!" Zhou Ruhua stomped his feet.

Lu Manyue also stamped her feet and imitated her, "You, you are even more unreasonable."

"Hey, if you want to make noise, go somewhere else. The noise is so loud that I can hear it from inside. It's annoying. I have a knife in my hand. If I get distracted and cut someone, it will be terrible." The doctor's voice came from inside, with a strong threat.

Lu Manyue called off the attack and shut her mouth.

Zhou Ruhua looked at her angrily and snorted.

The girl, who was curled up on a peeling wooden bench not far away, with an old patched dress covering her head and breathing extremely weakly, suddenly turned her head and looked over.

The buttons of the dress were all buttoned up, covering her head entirely, covering most of her head and face. The part not covered by the collar revealed her bruised and swollen forehead, and under her thick, dark and narrow eyebrows were a pair of bloodshot eyes from being beaten.

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