Shu Jiaying couldn't help laughing. There are so many impolite people these days!
Not wanting to know who this family of three was, Shu Jiaying said rudely, "Go away. There's no one here who you're looking for."
"Gone? How is that possible? This is clearly my brother-in-law's home. Although I haven't been here for almost ten years, the house still looks the same as it did ten years ago. How could my brother-in-law not be here?
And you stinky girl, who are you, and what is your relationship with the owner of this house?"
Originally, Shu Jiaying thought that this woman with patched clothes looked honest, but she became so aggressive as soon as she opened her mouth.
Squinting at the two-faced woman, Shu Jiaying replied, "If you want to ask me what my relationship is with the owner of this house, why should I tell you?"
"you……"
"Sister Jiaying, stop arguing with these people, let's go home!"
Worried that Shu Jiaying would suffer a loss if she quarreled with the couple, Xiaohua quickly pulled her home.
But Xiaohua's voice caught the attention of the woman in patched clothes.
The woman in patched clothes asked hurriedly, "Little girl, you look about ten years old, right? Tell me, are you Erlang's daughter?"
"I don't know you, why are you looking for my dad?"
This sentence implicitly acknowledged her identity, and the woman in patched clothes immediately smiled brightly. She introduced herself, "Girl, I'm your mother Zhao Chunhua's younger sister—Zhao Chunlian. This is your uncle—Luo Dahu, and... this is your cousin—Luo Xiaoming.
Xiao Ming, call cousin quickly!"
"I don't want it!"
The eight-year-old boy turned his head away unfriendly.
After knowing the identities of these three people, Xiaohua found it hard to accept and she whispered timidly.
"You said you are my aunt, so you are my aunt...but I have never seen you..."
But Zhao Chunlian still heard the tune.
Zhao Chunlian was a little angry. She pointed at Xiaohua with a trembling hand and wanted to curse, but because Shu Jiaying was there to protect her, she changed her words and said, "Who said you've never seen me? I was the one who held you when you were born. At that time, you were wrapped in a small red quilt with a piece of cotton cloth with small flowers on a white background sewn on the inside. That's how you got the name 'Xiaohua'.
If you don't believe me, you can ask your dad, or go home and look through your cabinets; maybe your dad still has that little red blanket."
Being able to share so many details, Shu Jiaying no longer had any reason to doubt Zhao Chunlian's identity.
But it was obvious at first glance that this family was not a good family. If they knew that Erlang was dead, would they forcibly occupy Xiaohua's house?
But the truth couldn't be hidden, so Shu Jiaying asked directly, "Since you're Uncle Erlang's relatives, what brings you here?"
"Of course we're looking for Erlang for something. Our hometown is suffering from a drought and we have nowhere to go. Look, he wants to send us away with such a small amount of money. Does he treat us like beggars?
Anyway, we're all already at Erlang's house. Please ask him to come out. I want to discuss with him whether the three of us can stay at his house for a while. I promise that as soon as the drought is over, we will return home immediately."
Luo Dahu acted as if it was a matter of course, but Shu Jiaying's cold answer almost choked him.
"I can't help you call Uncle Erleng out."
"What?"
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