Cultivation through the farm gate

When several people enter the door, they will inevitably praise them.

"Xiaoyue girl, this house is really beautiful, the village head's house is not so beautiful."

"That's right! Take a look at this yard, you can tell it's carefully arranged, and I've never seen this flower before, it's really beautiful."

"Hehe! Let me tell you! Xiaoyue and the others are lucky stars, otherwise how could they build such a nice house in such a short period of time?"

"That's right, Mrs. Zhao and the others are just stupid. They even chased away Fu Xing. They are really stupid!"

When Mrs. Wu heard them talking about Mrs. Zhao and the others, she was afraid that Murong Yue would be unhappy, so she said, "It's alright, it's alright, let's work quickly! Don't waste the time."

The few people knew what she meant as soon as they heard it, and they started to get busy.

After they dispersed, Wu Shi apologized to Murong Yue: "Xiaoyue, they just lost their mouths a bit, don't mind."

Murong Yue smiled and said: "Aunt Wu, it's fine, I don't mind at all, after all, it's all in the past, we are living a very good life now."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wu breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved, feeling relieved for her sister who did not enjoy the blessing of descendants.

With red eyes, she smiled and said: "Xiaoyue, you guys have grown up, your parents can smile even in the ground."

Murong Yue took her hand and said, "Well, thanks to Aunt Wu's care in the past, otherwise the three of us would have starved to death."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Wu shook her head, and said with nostalgia: "That's nothing, I just saw that your mother grew up with me, and I should take care of it, but it didn't help much."

Seeing her feeling a little sad, Murong Yue shook her hand and said coquettishly: "Aunt Wu has helped enough, Aunt Wu is the best."

Wu Shi was made to laugh when she said this: "Hehe, you girl."

The sadness just now dissipated a lot in an instant.

"By the way, have you invited your grandparents?" Wu asked suddenly.

After hearing this, Murong Yue frowned slightly.

They naturally sent someone to notify.

But they haven't been in touch for a long time, and I don't know if they will come.

When it comes to Murong Yue's grandparents, we actually have to start with the Jiang couple when they were still alive.

Jiang Yuling and Murong Lang met on a blind date, and they fell in love at first sight.

Jiang Yuling's natal family used to be considered a little rich, and Jiang's family only had her daughter, and she was also the youngest daughter. It can be said that she was spoiled by the family members.

There are two older brothers above, and now they are also married and have their own families.

After the Jiang family and Murong Lang went on a blind date, the Jiang family identified Murong Lang. Father Jiang was naturally worried about his precious daughter, so he just married her so casually, so he asked people to inquire about the situation of Murong's family.

Later, I learned that Mrs. Zhao was not easy to get along with, and she didn't care much about Murong Lang, and often ordered him to work.

Jiang's father was afraid that his daughter would suffer in marriage, so he refused the marriage.

But when Jiang's father inquired about the news, Jiang and Murong Lang had already met in private countless times.

When Jiang's father found out, he was so angry that he fainted, but for the sake of his daughter's innocence, he could only nod and agreed that the two would be together.

In the two or three years since Jiang's first marriage, life was pretty good.

But after Yao Ying married in, things slowly changed.

Once during a meal, Mrs. Zhao suddenly said that she wanted a silver hairpin, but the silver was still a few taels short, and asked them to help out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the originally lively dinner table fell silent.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at the people on the table and said, "What? Don't you all agree?"

Dafang Yao Bing said: "Mother, Brother An still has to study. There are quite a lot of pens, inks, papers and inkstones that need to be bought, and I have to hand over the money to you. How can we have spare money?"

Murong An did study at that time, but later he gave up his studies because he didn't like it.