Ugly weird!

My mother's words stabbed Jiang Weiwei, who was standing outside the door like a sharp sword. Her hands were stretched out froze at the door, and slowly retracted them and placed them in her chest.

Vivi needs to calm down before she can talk to her mother normally.

Jiang Weiwei once complained that she was not the daughter of the Jiang family, otherwise why did her mother always respond to her requests and feel cold to her?

Jiang Yingying couldn't understand that she and her sister Weiwei were twins, but they looked different at all. However, she didn't think Weiwei was ugly, and sometimes she secretly envied Weiwei's high-end face, which was salty and sweet.

Why does my mother always say that my sister is ugly?

"Actually, Vivi is not ugly. She is the kind of high-end face that stylists like, and she is very plastic."

Jiang Yingying’s biggest gain at the Academy of Arts is her makeup and styling.

"What a high-end face! Small eyes dark skin, it's simply..."

Fu Meiling swallowed the words to her lips. Thinking of her little daughter's face that looked like her mother-in-law, a sense of resentment arose in her heart.

If it weren't for Jiang Fuhai's craftsmanship, shops, and his family's financial conditions were pretty good, how could he marry him who was not good-looking? But I didn't expect that he had such a stubborn mother who favored boys over girls!

It’s not that there is a throne to inherit, so I have to have a grandson! But fortunately, my brother-in-law finally gave birth to a grandson, but unfortunately the old woman has not lived for a short life. It’s really a retribution for evil! Thinking of the root cause of back pain caused by multiple pregnancy and miscarriages, Fu Meiling resented her mother-in-law.

"I'll go take a shower first. You can wait until I finish washing. Today I'm so tired that my whole body is almost stinky."

Fu Meiling raised her arms and sniffed her armpits, took off her cheongsam, and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower in a thin petticoat. Before she could reach the door, the door opened, and her little daughter Weiwei stood at the door.

"Damn girl, you want to scare me to death!"

Fu Meiling's beautiful mood for the whole day was gone because of the appearance of her younger daughter.

"Vivi, are you at home?!"

Yingying saw her mother's resentment and said that it was because Weiwei delayed her bath and Lavivi made way.

Weiwei turned sideways and looked at her mother and gave her a fierce look and walked out the door.

"The tenant ran away, the mortgaged ID card information is fake, and the owed shop rent cannot be collected."

"What? Fake?!"

Fu Meiling's white face suddenly became dark. She had been relying on rent-collecting old shops in the countryside to subsidize the deficit of beauty salons. Now that the rent cannot be collected, the deficit of beauty salons must be released from the savings.

It is absolutely impossible to use the money for buying a nursing home! Because her 51-year-old husband suddenly passed away, Fu Meiling has never been more worried about nursing homes as she is now.

"I have already checked it in the Public Security Bureau, but there is no such person. All the valuable things in the shop have been emptied, and all the things that cannot be moved have been destroyed. If you rent it out, you have to decorate it."

"Who is this person? Why are you so unethical!!"

Fu Meiling snatched the lease contract from Weiwei, turned to the copy of her ID card, and stared at the black and white avatar and hated her teeth.

Although my husband's shop is in the suburbs, it is the best-sitting food street in a well-known food street. It is not only convenient to park on the mountain and water, but also has an independent courtyard, making it quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle.

When Jiang Fuhai was alive, he managed his own food and made a fortune. Not only did he buy his love nest with Fu Meiling to study and study for his three daughters, he also opened a beauty salon of more than 200 square meters in the city and purchased a red Toyota sedan...

"I don't believe it. If there are photos, the Public Security Bureau can't catch anyone!"

"The Public Security Bureau said that such a case cannot be filed. The tenant has a deposit and owed us two months of rent to the shop. The amount involved is not enough to file a case. In addition, the losses in the shop are not easy to estimate. We do not have the original invoice to prove the loss value of the item."

"It's thunder! I'm unlucky. I'll go over and take a look tomorrow. If it really doesn't work, I'll sell the shop."

"Mom, the shop cannot be sold."

"If you don't sell it, you can't rent it out. Let's drink the northwest wind?"

More than a year after my husband passed away, he rented three people around the restaurant and shop, but they all evacuated them in less than three or four months. In the end, he ran away directly, probably because he couldn't transfer it.

You can't let the shop break in your hands! The monthly property management fee is also a considerable expense.

"Let's make it yourself. The Crocodile is my father's hard work and can be opened again."

"Are you crazy? I can't open a restaurant! It's so smoky and it's a pain to open a restaurant. Stop talking, you all go back to the house. I'll go over and take a look at the shop tomorrow, and then find a few agents to sell it."

I originally hoped to raise one shop for three generations, but I didn't expect that the current market is so sluggish. Such a famous specialty food street is not easy to rent out. Although it's a pity, I can only bear the pain at this time. I hold the cash in my hand and feel at ease. When Yingying's marriage is completed, the beauty salon will have to be transferred, and the small business is indeed getting worse and worse.

My mother was angry. She couldn't listen to anything she said at this time. Even if she listened, she would not agree with her own ideas. My mother always had a clear position against herself.

Vivi didn't say anything more.

Yingying was born ten minutes earlier than Weiwei. Although Weiwei called her second sister, she never regarded herself as her sister. As long as it was Weiwei's thing, she would definitely have to snatch it.

The old clothes left by the elder sister Feifei were neatly placed on Weiwei's bed. Yingying's eyes were sharp. She saw that the one pressed on the bottom was a brand new dress, and immediately reached out and snatched it over. She put it on her body and looked in the mirror, and said in her mouth:

"Why is my elder sister only buying you a new skirt, and I don't think about me. I'm sorry, I'm still a bridesmaid for her, and I didn't even give me a red envelope for my hard work. Why not be as generous and generous as a bridesmaid for my neighbor's sister!"

Yingying didn't expect that the bridesmaid skirts, high heels, and cosmetics she wore were all brand-name products specially selected by her elder sister, and the cost was much more than the 200 yuan red envelope given by her neighbor's sister.

"My sister should have bought it for you, probably forgot to give it to you alone. I never wear skirts, so why would my sister buy me skirts? The clothes she left for me are not suitable for me to wear. If you like it, take them."

"I don't wear old clothes."

In the Jiang family, only Vivi wears the old clothes of two sisters. Even though Vivi has been to college in recent years, she is taller than her two sisters, so she still has to wear the old clothes her sisters don’t want.

Weiwei took off her white T-shirt that was short to her waist and was about to take off her jeans that had just reached her feet. Yingying suddenly stared at her with a bright look as if she had discovered a new world.

"Vivi, have you taken some magic pill recently? Why are you getting better and better?"

Yingying surrounded Weiwei's waist.

"Stop making trouble."

Weiwei avoided and sat upright at the desk. At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind to revitalize her father's restaurant...

Yingying lay down on the small bed with a giggle, looking at the dim night outside the window.

"What do you think the eldest sister is doing with Shen He now? Will the eldest sister still think about her first love partner? Is it really bad to fall in love in college? Youth is only once! Alas, I dare not..."

“…”

Yingying murmured to herself, and she didn't need Vivi to give her an answer.

Since high school, my mother has repeatedly prohibited her daughters from falling in love. When she went to college, she even kept supervising and warning that college students' love is a game, and it will only end up being sad. Only love that goes for marriage is worthy of love.
Chapter completed!