Chapter 3: Disdain

"It's almost the Chinese New Year. Your grandma wants to see you. I'm going to take you over to see her. You change into nicer clothes and I'll deliver the banquet." Song Hanmei had already made up her mind to stop Ying Sisi and Qin Yanci from talking. Before Qin Yanci could say anything about the marriage, he made clear arrangements for Ying Sisi with a false smile.

As soon as he left the house, he revealed to Qin Yanci: "That girl Sisi was born to a local woman when my husband went to the countryside. I didn't read a book when I was a child. I didn't know she was a girl when the pole fell over, and I didn't understand the rules in the city.

Unlike Yuwei, who graduated from high school and has a decent job. The marriage with your family was originally decided on Yuwei. Yuwei said that Sisi had suffered a lot as a sister in the countryside, so if she has a good partner, she should stay close to her sister. What do you think about this? "

Qin Yanci directly sneered: "Can't your daughter get married? Just let me choose. In this case, Sisi will be a big one, and you, a mean stepmother, will be a small one."

Song Hanmei's smile gradually disappeared, and the overwhelming anger came immediately: "You..." I didn't know what to do without even blurting out these words.

was interrupted by a voice.

"Yuwei's mother, who is this young man?" The neighbor's eyes were full of surprise.

"Hello, aunt, I am Sisi's betrothed Qin Yanci. I still have something to do, so I'll go ahead while you're busy." Qin Yanci walked straight away.

The neighbor clicked his tongue and said, "Mom Yuwei, no wonder people say you are generous, handsome and polite, and don't leave your daughter to outsiders. You are really a living Bodhisattva."

Song Hanmei covered her heart and felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe. She went home and vented her anger on Si Si: "I asked you to wash clothes, but you only wash clothes and not pants. Who will clean up the used bowls in the kitchen and throw them into the basin for soaking? It's a small thing to do. No, I work harder than anyone else to seduce a man. I just meet him for the first time and sit next to him. I am a beetle leaning on the door and pretending to be a hat nail, without checking whether I am worthy..."

Ying Sisi was the child of a bitch, and it was already a great gift for her to allow him to come in.

Why should he steal her daughter's partner?

She would never allow the little bitch born to a vixen to marry better than her daughter.

A glint flashed in her eyes, and she said sternly: "Take the gift and follow me to your grandma's house to deliver the gift!"

Ying Sisi's eyes were red with grievance. Since she came to this home, she has not had a moment of leisure. This woman is still dissatisfied with her. She really wants to resist, but when she thinks of being dependent on someone else, she can only swallow tears in her stomach. His voice was slightly choked and he replied: "Yes."

Song Hanmei looked at her with disgust, looking cowardly and petty.

I really don’t know what the Qin family’s boy thinks.

She also dared to let her daughter grow up young, and she asked him to be a cuckold before she got married. Let's see if he still wants to accept Si Si at that time.

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Ying Sisi followed Song Hanmei to the Song family and heard Li Yuwei's coquettish voice from a distance:

"Grandma, I want to spend the New Year with you this year~"

"You're so old and you're still clingy."

As soon as Ying Sisi entered the door, she saw Li Yuwei holding Old Mrs. Song's arms and shaking her arms, and she couldn't help but feel envious in her heart.

"Yuwei, why are you here?" Song Hanmei asked in surprise.

"Look at what you said, can't Yuwei come to my place?" Old Mrs. Song's face dropped.

Song Hanmei was so frightened that she quickly denied it: "I was afraid that her chirping would disturb your rest."

Song's mother snorted and looked Ying Sisi up and down: "Isn't this girl the same Sisi?"

Ying Sisi didn't like the look in Mrs. Song's eyes, as if she was an object waiting to be sold, just waiting for someone else to set a good price and sell it.

"Yes, Si Si, call me grandma." Song Hanmei said.