"Don't worry about it, I'll go out and take a look." Yan Mingli frowned, touched the little girl's soft hair, then turned and walked out of the room.
In the yard, the old woman of the Li family was standing in the front with a stern face, but her shrewd eyes had already looked at all the good things within her sight.
The shiitake mushrooms and lilies are well dried, and the chickens are well raised. They will be a delicious dish when they are brought home.
And there was also the brand new washbasin stand, enamel basin and towel. If I didn't give them to her as a gift, I would be struck by lightning.
You actually dared to buy such nice recliners and round tables and stools. Don’t you know your own status? You little useless bastard!
Humph! This bike is not fit to ride, his shameless mother deserves to be pressed into a haystack and give birth to two bastards.
The more Mrs. Li thought about it, the angrier she became, and she became more and more indifferent to Yan Mingli as he walked out of the room.
"Do you have something to do?" Yan Mingli wanted to laugh when he saw this scene. He saw that a lot of good things had been moved into the yard in recent days, and they wanted to come to him to ask for them.
"That's how you talk to your elders." He's truly an uneducated little bastard. Old Lady Li pounded the long wooden stick into the ground a few times, saying coldly.
"If you have something to say, just say it." The little girl was feeling unwell! He didn't have the time to chat with a large group of them.
"You should use all these things to honor us two old people, but I am your grandmother after all, so I won't take too much. Move the bicycle and washbasin rack to the old house."
"Anything else?" Yan Mingli listened to her as if it was a matter of course coldly, and was almost laughing out of anger. His grandmother was really shameless.
"And Mo Zhiqing's scorekeeper must be given to the second girl, otherwise our Li family will not recognize her as a scumbag who sneaks into a man's house before getting married..."
"Bang..." Yan Mingli kicked a round stool hard at her feet. She could scold him, but what right did she have to scold the little girl?
Looking at the violent young man in front of her who was completely different from his gentle father, Old Lady Li took a step back in fear.
"You damned wicked child, just like your shameless mother, your head is all spindle..."
"Bang..." Another round stool hit the instep of Old Lady Li directly, causing her so much pain that she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, her eldest son Li Jianmin and second son Li Jianyang supported her in time.
"You are such a jerk..." Old Lady Li was about to curse again, but she was so frightened by Yan Mingli who was pressed in front of her that her tongue became tied.
The young man was carrying a round stool, his eyes sternly scanning the crowd, a cold sneer on his lips, "If the Li family doesn't want the house, I can set it on fire. It's not yours anyway."
"You deserve a miserable death." Old Mrs. Li was so angry that she broke away from her two sons and was about to hit Yan Mingli with the wooden stick in her hand.
But she forgot that the boy was already nineteen years old, and was no longer the skinny kid who was unable to resist. But with a grab and a push, she was thrown heavily into the crowd.
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