My daughter has some space, and the ninety-year-old cannon fodder’s family has won.

Chapter 2 002. A long and real nightmare...

Su Yun'an really didn't accuse Minghao wrongly. This boy was very protective of Ming Huanxi, but he also made Huanxi cry.

"It's such a huge injustice. I haven't even said a few words before my little sister started crying. If you don't believe me, ask your elder brother." Minghao quickly defended himself, but at the same time he was worried, "Who has my little sister been playing with these days? Where did you get angry?"

Ming Yunde couldn't care less about the bickering between mother and son, and walked over to touch Ming Huanxi's head, "I just heard your mother say that there was something wrong with her voice. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
  If you feel uncomfortable, we won’t go to visit your grandparents for New Year greetings and wait until another day. "

Ming Huanxi shook his head quickly and let go of Mingxu with a shy look. He found with some guilt that Mingxu's originally neat and clean tunic was already covered with tears, "No one bullied me, I just had a bad dream."

Yes, a long and real nightmare...

"Dreams are all wrong." After teaching his youngest son, Su Yun'an came over and put his arms around his daughter's shoulders. His other hand was already on her forehead. He made sure that there was nothing wrong, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

When she gave birth to twin boys, the doctor told him that they had damaged her body and that she would not have any more children in the future.

Who knew that two years later, the surprise would come so unexpectedly, and it was the little cotton-padded jacket that the couple had longed for, so naturally they loved it very much.

If other people have it, they should be happy to have it too. If others don't have it, as long as they like it, they will find a way to find it.

This child has been pampered by them since he was a child. He has a very docile personality and is not arrogant in the slightest.

On the contrary, these two twin sons have completely different personalities.

The eldest brother didn't have to worry about them at all, but the second eldest child was too out of touch, making them jump in anger from time to time.

"Although the weather has gotten warmer these days, don't be careless. Otherwise, don't lock the door at night. You girl is always kicking the quilt off. I'll go check on you in the middle of the night."

Ming Huanxi quickly hugged Su Yun'an and said coquettishly, "Emma, ​​I'm old enough to take care of myself."

Su Yun'an nodded her forehead, "You, it won't do anything good if you call me Amu. You should just follow your classmate and call her mom."

Obviously I'm from Fujian, so it's not illegal to speak the local dialect at home, so I have to say something in standard dialect? I have spoken Min dialect all my life, but there is nothing standard about it.

But now that the school has such an arrangement, they, the parents, only complain privately and are willing to cooperate most of the time.

"Don't talk anymore," Ming Yunde looked at the watch in his hand, "Let's eat something first, we should set off."

The family still had to take a shuttle bus and walk some distance to the village, so they didn't have much time to lose.

Ming Huanxi pursed her lips. It wasn't that she didn't want to see her grandparents, but that the two uncles at home were unpleasant.

After something happened to their family in their previous life, these people made all kinds of sarcastic remarks, and even took advantage of the fact that the three brothers and sisters were in trouble, and took away more than half of their family's wealth.

If it weren't for their intervention, the family fortune accumulated by the parents' hard work would at least be able to run smoothly and make the second brother's life more comfortable.

The two old men wanted to help, but they were already old. How could their children and grandchildren listen to them?
  Even if you secretly give some pension money to Ming Huanxi, how much will it be?

"Carrying so many things, walking such a long way, and having to rush back at night?" Minghao was a little reluctant.

He has grown up now and understands some truths, so he looks down on those people at home even more.

"If we don't come back in a hurry, will we have a place to live?" Ming Huanxi glanced at Ming Yunde and applied eye drops directly, "My family spent most of the money to build a house the year before last, but we don't even have a place to stay." Su Yun'an glanced at Ming Yunde. Ming Yunde felt guilty, touched his nose and stopped talking.

At that time, the family had planned to build a house, and they had also agreed that the brothers would share it. But when the house was built, they realized that they were right to leave the house for them, but the two old people had no share. They couldn't kick the old man out.

It was said that he was asked to contribute part of the money, but in fact, he paid out almost all of it, and there may be some left.

Although he hasn't lived in the village for a long time, there are still a few familiar people in the village, and everyone seems to have a clear understanding of him.

He just wanted his other brothers to take care of their parents at home, so he didn't want to say anything.

Speaking of which, he, the boss, really doesn't owe anything to the family.

When he was a teenager, he came to the city to carry bags. Later, because the factory was recruiting workers, he was recommended by his master and finally got a stable job.

The family was poor back then, so it can be said that he spent most of his salary at home, raising several younger brothers and sisters, and marrying and building houses for them. As his elder brother, he had already done everything his parents had done.

After what happened at the house, he also lost his temper and asked clan members in the village to testify, completely breaking up with his family.

But in the end, it was because of my poor family background and my wife had suffered so much over the years. This small courtyard was still my daughter-in-law's dowry, otherwise the brothers at home wouldn't know how to take advantage of her.

He can be said to have a clear conscience towards his parents and brothers in his hometown, but when it comes to his wife and children, he always feels indebted.

"Okay, let's go eat quickly." After all, to save some face for his men, Su Yun'an did not continue the topic. "I made an agreement with your grandpa and them that we will go directly to their place for dinner when we come back in the evening."

After all, he was angry, so Su Yun'an decided to vent his emotions. After walking such a long way, he only drank water when he got back and didn't even serve any food. Compared with his mother-in-law's family, it was simply inconvenient.

Minghao's face lit up, "Then it must be my uncle who cooks. Now we will have a good meal."

The Su family is the descendant of the royal chef and is famous for its Fujian cuisine.

If any family has a wedding or wedding, they have to be invited to visit, so the quality of life is much higher.

Ming Huanxi and the others often went to their grandfather's house to have dinner.

Ming Huanxi's heart tightened when she thought of her maternal grandfather's house. A food poisoning incident occurred at the end of this year and her uncle's family was involved. She had to remember the time and help her maternal grandfather's family survive this disaster.

It's just that their family was in a mess at that time, and they don't know how their grandfather's family got involved. Is it related to the successive accidents that happened to their family?

With these questions in mind, Ming Huanxi finished the food in the bowl mechanically.

Su Yun'an looked at it, frowned, and tasted the dishes cooked today. It was no different from the past, "Huanxi, what's wrong? Is the food wrong?"

Although she didn't get all the true inheritance from the Su family, her cooking was top-notch. Is it so hard to swallow?
  Minghao kicked Ming Huanxi. Why was this girl distracted at this time? I don’t know that chefs care a lot about the eater’s feelings.

Ming Huanxi stuck out his tongue playfully, "I was wondering what delicious food my uncle would cook."

(End of this chapter)