The arrogant and unreasonable voice stunned Yang's father, Yang's second brother, and Tuantuan.
Tuantuan looked up and saw, hey, isn't this Xiao Nuo whom I met at the milk tea shop last time?
Neither Yang Erge nor Yang's father knew what had happened that day. When someone suddenly spoke to Tuantuan in such a fierce tone, both father and son looked displeased.
Mr. Yang's expression changed instantly: "Whose child are you?"
Yang Erge was also furious: "Is this your home? How dare you act so arrogantly here? Do your parents know?"
Xiao Nuo, hands on her hips, said arrogantly, "This is my aunt's house!"
Xiao Nuo's smug expression made it seem as if this was her home, and that Tuan Tuan, Yang's father, and Yang's second brother were just people who had wandered into her house by mistake and were bound to be kicked out.
Mr. Yang finally realized who this brat was: Zhang Yao's younger brother's child.
Mr. Yang's face was dark, and Xiao Nuo trembled with fear.
When Xiao Nuo saw her mother walking towards them, she covered her face and started pretending to cry.
While crying, she arrogantly shouted, "Mommy, someone is bullying Xiao Nuo!"
"Xiao Nuo!"
Hearing Xiao Nuo's cries, Xiao Nuo's mother rushed over: "Xiao Nuo, what happened? Were you hit? Where are you hurt?"
"Mommy, they're bullying me. Waaah... Mommy, please kick them out, I hate them."
"Okay, okay, little Nuo, Mommy will kick them out right now. What kind of people are they, ganging up on a six-year-old child? Have they no shame!"
Xiao Nuo's mother had never met Yang's father or second brother. She hadn't married into the family yet when Zhang Yao and Yang Jinyu got married.
Every time Yang's father and second brother came to Zhang Yao's house, they were never there, so neither side knew the other.
Mr. Yang and his second brother had never encountered such a shrew before, and they were stunned for a moment.
Mr. Yang squatted down and asked softly, "Tuantuan, do you know them?"
Tuantuan nodded: "That day, the older brother took me to drink milk tea. They said that Tuantuan was a country bumpkin who had never drunk milk tea before, and she even spilled the milk tea, getting the older brother's pants dirty."
After hearing what Tuantuan said, Mr. Yang finally knew who this eccentric mother and daughter were.
That day, when Naituanzi brought him milk tea, Yang Chengze told his father about what happened at the milk tea shop.
Mr. Yang was very angry. His precious daughter was someone he cherished and was afraid of dropping, so he couldn't bear to raise his voice even a little.
What kind of bizarre breed are this mother and daughter?
How dare they bully his child like this?
Mr. Yang stood up, his imposing presence and intimidating aura emanating from him.
Xiao Nuo's mother was taken aback, trembled slightly, and then asked in a domineering and forceful voice, "What are you doing? You want to hit me?"
Little Nuo cried loudly, but didn't shed a single tear.
"Mom, I'm so scared..."
When Xiao Nuo's mother saw that Xiao Nuo was crying, she quickly comforted her: "Xiao Nuo, don't cry, Mom will ask the security guards to kick them out."
"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine after crying for a month..."
Little Nuo was still sobbing, and Yang Erge and Yang's father were in a daze. They had never seen a child who would cry so easily.
Yang Qixiu said coldly, showing his disgust for the bratty kid's behavior: "Just because you're weak doesn't mean you're right. Don't think that just because you cry a little, you're in the right. This isn't your home. If you want to cause trouble, go to your own home."
Mr. Yang held Tuantuan in his arms, and together they looked down at Xiao Nuo and Xiao Nuo's mother.
The little dumpling stared at Xiao Nuo with its big, watery eyes, while Xiao Nuo secretly peeked at the dumpling through her wide fingers.
Their eyes met, and Xiao Nuo immediately covered her eyes.
The little deer, with its bright, sparkling eyes, asked in confusion, "Daddy, why doesn't she shed tears when she cries?"
Mr. Yang: "Because she was faking it."
Xiao Nuo: "..." She immediately stopped whimpering.
Then... he burst into tears.
She burst into tears because she was so ashamed.
Xiao Nuo's mother hugged her daughter tightly, scolding Tuan Tuan: "You child, how can you be so heartless! What business is it of yours whether my daughter cries or not! You're so young, yet you've got more tricks up your sleeve than a hornet's nest!"
Yang Erge stepped forward in a fit of rage to defend his sister: "Shut up! If we're talking about cunning, you and your child combined are probably worth 250 cunning people."
"Who are you calling an idiot?!" Xiao Nuo's mother was so angry she was convulsing.
She shouted, "Security, come here right now and kick these three people out!"
The security guard had overheard the situation early on, but with the male homeowner's older brother on one side and the female homeowner's younger brother and sister-in-law on the other, and being just an employee, it was a very difficult situation for them.
Zhang Yao has been informed of this matter, and I believe his wife will come to uphold justice soon.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear.
Zhang Yao was delighted to hear from the security guard that Yang Jinchuan had arrived with Tuantuan, so she came out to greet them.
From afar, Zhang Yao spotted the little dumpling in the red sweater and excitedly hurried over, calling out, "Tuantuan!"
With her chubby little face and dimples at the corners of her mouth, she waved her arms and greeted Zhang Yao: "Auntie."
The soft, sweet voice melted Zhang Yao's heart.
How wonderful it would be to hold such an adorable little bundle of joy in your arms.
Zhang Yao quickly stepped forward and hugged Tuantuan in her arms.
Wow, it feels really good.
Soft and cute, smelling of milk, Zhang Yao couldn't help but smile like an aunt.
"Tuantuan, I'm so happy that you could come to my house."
"Tuantuan misses Auntie too." The little dumpling hugged Zhang Yao's neck and gave her a sweet kiss on the cheek.
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