Definitely not. Zhaodi said they treated her very well and she lived more comfortably than at her parents' home.
It was an hour later when Zhao Xiaoyu woke up. Thinking about the banquet in the evening, she couldn't help but feel a headache. How did those people who had a banquet for three days survive?
"How many tables are there outside?"
"In the afternoon, Qizi said everyone could take the food away. About half of the people had already left, and the rest were waiting for the food to be ready before taking it away."
"No fight?"
"No, it all depends on who has the quickest chopsticks. Some people just take the food from their own bowl and don't eat it. Some people just share it peacefully."
"What about the dinner at home?"
"It's being prepared. We can start the feast as soon as everyone is here."
"Is my mother awake yet?"
"Madam only took a nap for less than half an hour before she got up."
When Zhao Xiaoyu stepped out of the house, she saw that most of the group had already sat in the yard chatting. The one who was talking most excitedly was her grandmother.
Look at the thick layer of melon seed shells on the ground. How long have they been here?
Sometimes she admired the old woman. She might have only herself in her life. She did have some sincerity towards her uncle's family, but as for the others...
Zhao Xiaoyu shook her head. In the past, she would sell herself without hesitation. But later, when she saw how she treated other people, it seemed that she didn't love them that much. She was also very good at judging the situation and knew what was best for herself.
Of course, she is also very shameless. If you take a step forward, she will take a step back. If you take a step back, she will take a step forward.
But it's a good thing it was her. If it was the old man, it would be even more annoying. He couldn't break off the relationship and would just hang around in front of you every day.
Zhao Ruxin saw that Zhao Xiaoyu's face was rosy after she woke up, and her white face was rosy and pink. Her eyes were sore. How did that dead girl maintain her appearance? She must not have told the truth at noon. She used to have a charcoal-black head, but she changed her face with a veil. How could she do it with just a few eggshells?
If she had such a good complexion and complexion, maybe she could marry into a better family.
Mrs. Song saw her daughter wake up, "Are you still dazed? Go wash up quickly, the bird's nest pot is warming up for you!"
Zhao Ruxin: In the past, only Old Madam Qian and the master could eat bird's nest. Can this dead girl eat it every day?
Why does she have the right?
"Where's Li Xi?" He looked around but didn't see the girl.
"I went home with Chunmiao. The child just wet his pants. He needs to go change his clothes."
"Li Xi and Chun Miao have a really good relationship. When I was little, Xiao Mi would always cling to Li Xi. I never thought we could still play together after Li Xi got married."
They just don't understand, what's the fun in having sex with a little girl who is still wet behind the ears?
Chunmiao is also outrageous.
"I'm happy that they get along well. It's rare for Chunmiao to have a close sister, and it's also rare for Lixi to have a good sister."
Song likes Chunmiao, at least she doesn't have any messy thoughts. What's wrong with her little girl wanting to play with her? Who said that sisters must be of similar age?
"Third sister-in-law, Xiaoyu and Lixi should also visit the old house more often. Ruxin is very close to them, it's a pity that she doesn't see them often."
"Yeah?"
The Song family's response was neither too warm nor too cold, and everyone knew whether they could get along or not.
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