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Chapter 567

"I mean, since I'm engaged, I naturally have to learn to be someone else's wife. Zhiyan has been delayed in school these years, and I haven't taught her some work at home. She also wants to teach her well after getting engaged!" said the stepmother with a smile.

Gu Zhiyan bit her lip, clenched her fists, and Tang Aihua whispered: "Don't be afraid, my mother won't agree. I've agreed with my mother a long time ago."

"Thanks……"

Gu Zhiyan looked at Tang Aihua gratefully. She said a lot of thanks these days, but she could not express her gratitude. In the future, she would repay the Tang family for the rest of her life.

Xu Jinfeng could not hold it in any longer. Her stepmother provoked her again and again. She finally broke out and mocked her, "It seems that you are good at being a wife. The most important thing about being a wife is needlework. As a girl as big as Zhiyan, she doesn't even have a decent piece of clothes. You are so dissatisfied with this mother. I'm not sure if you teach Zhiyan. Will my grandson wear ragged clothes in the future?"

Everyone looked at Gu Zhiyan in one go. Today, the mother-in-law came to propose marriage in the future. On such an important day, Gu Zhiyan only wore patched clothes. Nowadays, the years are much better than before. No matter how poor people are, they will make new clothes for girls, especially those who are about to see each other, and they have to dress up beautifully. Xu Jinfeng didn't say that they hadn't paid much attention yet, and it looked really unreasonable now.

The stepmother's expression changed slightly, and she quickly explained, "I've been too busy during this period and haven't taken time to make clothes..."

"I'm wearing new clothes, my hair is shiny, I really treat others as fools. I'm better at speaking than acting, but I'm more ruthless than killing pigs. If you're really mean, how can you not even get the time to make clothes?

Humph, who doesn’t know what you are like to Zhiyan and his brother over the years? The Buddha’s mouth and snake heart are in front of you, and you don’t sing a big show in front of me. From now on, Zhiyan will be my family, so you don’t need to take care of it. My family will take care of food and clothing, it has nothing to do with you."

Xu Jinfeng interrupted her stepmother and muttered a lot. It was difficult for her to endure her temper until now. Su Wanrou used to be annoying, but this stepmother was disgusting. She really wanted to chop it up with one knife.

Grandma Xu winked at her. Xu Jinfeng just pretended not to see her. Her stepmother's face froze. This was the first time someone said these bastards in front of her. Xu Jinfeng was arrogant and unreasonable when she was a girl, and now she is more like a bandit.

"It's good that the marriage is settled. Everyone is very busy. Let's break up. Qingshan. Please pay more attention to family affairs in the future. Don't worry about everything. Zhiyan is already home, but Zhile is your own son. Look at how thin the child is. I think Zhixi and Zhiqing are very fat."

My uncle spoke again, his eyes were sharp. Although he was old, he was not confused. He knew what kind of person his stepmother was, but it was the hardest to manage housework. He forced himself to make trouble. Today he took this opportunity to take care of it.

Gu Qingshan responded timidly. As for what he was thinking, only he knew. In short, Gu Zhiyan and his brother no longer had any expectations for him.

"There is also the fifty dollars of the man in the winery. Qingshan is given to him. He didn't even book the marriage, but the money was taken into his pocket. Qingshan has lost all the face of the Gu family." Uncle and grandpa stared at Gu Qingshan with a grudge.

Gu Qingshan shook his head in shock, "I confiscated people's money, so I came to my door and sent two bottles of wine to my door for the first time. Uncle San, who told me?"

Grandpa sneered and looked at his stepmother with an ugly face, "Ask her!"
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