When the old lady heard this, it was okay, the Ye family couldn't keep slackers, she rushed upstairs full of energy and wanted to drag Ye Lan down, but Ye Lan herself had already gone downstairs, "Grandma, I'll go wash right now. ."
"I also washed Xiaotong's clothes. If they are not clean, they are not allowed to eat!"
When the old lady saw Ye Lan, she came to the fire. She spent so much money to support a waste, and she couldn't earn the money for the bride price. It was a loss-making thing!
Ye Qingqing snickered secretly, what is the difference between closeness and distance!
The old lady is so interesting!
Ye Lan went to wash clothes resignedly, the scars on her body hurt so much that she couldn't even faint if she wanted to.
The dead old woman beat her for no reason as soon as she came, and her life will be more miserable in the future. Maybe her life will be ruined at the hands of the dead old woman, and her mother's life will not be easy.
With Ye Qingqing fanning the flames, the more Ye Lan thought about it, the darker the future became.
She couldn't help but blame Ye Zhiguo. If Dad could tell the dead old woman clearly, the dead old woman would definitely not pick on the thorns because she and Ye Hua were dragging oil bottles. Isn't Ye Qingqing now daring to show off his power because of his own life!
I only hate Ye Zhiguo for dying to save face, but causing her and Ye Hua to suffer!
"Qingqing, why did you suddenly stop kissing me, didn't we play well before?" Ye Lan resisted her disgust and wanted to copy Ye Qingqing's words.
Ye Qingqing's change was so sudden that she couldn't understand it at all.
"Who is having a good time with you? You have eaten and drank all the money Xiaotong went to school. Can I be nice to you?"
Ye Qingqing wrung out her clothes and tossed it heavily, water splashed Ye Lan's face.
Ye Qingqing gave her a white look, then hung the clothes on the bamboo rack, took the basin back to the house, Ye Lan wiped the water off her face, her eyes became even colder, like a poisonous snake.
The sound of a motorcycle sounded outside, Ye Lan's expression changed slightly, she quickly rolled up her sleeves, revealing a few scars, and pressed **** the scars a few times, her eyes were suddenly foggy.
Ye Zhiguo rode a motorcycle into the house, Shen Yanhong was behind the car, carrying a pile of vegetables in her hand.
Shen Yanhong got out of the car, and when she saw Ye Lan was doing the laundry, she couldn't help worrying, "Laner, how did you do the laundry? Mom can do it, oh... Who hit you? Is it Qingqing..."
Ye Lan's skin was fair, and the scars on her arms were not serious, but against the white skin that was almost transparent, she looked shocking.
Ye Zhiguo also saw it and couldn't help frowning. He thought the same as Shen Yanhong, thinking that it was Ye Qingqing who beat him up. During this time, the girl's temper became more and more violent, and she might just start it.
"Look at Zhiguo... Qingqing is too much..." Shen Yanhong was extremely distressed, and her tone was filled with complaints.
Ye Lan complained in her heart. She hoped that Ye Qingqing had beaten her, but it was not. The person who beat her was a Bodhisattva that Ye Zhiguo would not dare to offend, but she should still be given eye drops.
After more than a few times, maybe Ye Zhiguo will find a way to send the dead old woman back to the countryside.
"It's not Qingqing..." Ye Lan whispered.
However, Shen Yanhong thought she was afraid, and even more angry, the injury on her son's back was not healed, and her daughter was beaten again, Ye Qingqing, this dead girl is lawless!
"I'm going to ask Qingqing, if she really doesn't like the three of us, the three of us will move out and live in this house, and we'll be angry!"
Shen Yanhong rushed into the room, and when she saw the dark-faced old lady, she was dumbfounded and understood in her heart.
The wound on the daughter's body was hit by the dead old woman.