At the same time.
Downstairs.
Ma Xueyan is still playing mahjong with the three women.
She has a good fortune today. She touched two handfuls of qingyihu. She is addicted to winning money. She can't stop at all.
Several women play mahjong while quacking, the topic somehow on the he huaiguang body.
"Didn't you bring your family together with the returnee before? Now it's gone? "
"No way."
Ma Xueyan felt for herself, threw it out, and smiled.
"Xiaohe still likes the dead girl. Last month, he bought some supplements and sent them to me. They are all ten thousand jin. I put them in the refrigerator and take them out at noon every day."
"Yo Yo."
A woman shakes her head and gasps.
"You are too greedy. You have a son-in-law, and you also accept other people's things. If they come back home and really want to read it, then you will receive other people's things. What do you say?"
"Oh, I don't care what I do. It's enough for me to eat well and drink well. Let the young people do their own things. The dead girl can make money for me. I don't want to be a fool!"
Since the death of Yan Yuming, Ma Xueyan wanted to open up.
Anyway, Yannian is not her own daughter.
She doesn't have to work hard for someone else's daughter. It's enough for her to live happily.
"Bang --"
a slender figure stands behind Ma Xueyan, with long legs raised, kicking the mahjong table to the ground directly.
Mahjong on the table fell to the ground and rolled to every corner.
Several women, including Ma Xueyan, turned their heads and looked at the man who suddenly appeared.
His handsome face hid in the big light, shadow after shadow, light and dark, like the moment when the swords intersected, killing and coolness rose together.
Ma Xueyan recognized that this was jiangbeiyuan, her lips wriggled twice, and her eyes were full of panic, "you, you are..."
"Dying?"
Jiangbeiyuan leaned slightly, the slender hand action quickly imprisoned Ma Xueyan's neck, several women beside him screamed, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were sharp on the greedy woman.
"That's what you promised me to do to her?"
Ma Xueyan feels out of breath and laughs hard at jiangbeiyuan
"I, I really didn't do anything I just said those words casually. I really didn't mean anything else! "
Jiangbeiyuan sneers, his eyes are cold to the end, his hand strength is reduced. When Ma Xueyan is ready to inhale, he suddenly tightens up again, as if intentionally letting her taste the taste of being unable to survive or die.
"Is this taste good?"
“……”
Ma Xueyan shook her head hard, her eyes were round, and she looked at the man in front of her like a devil.
"Ten years ago, you treated her well, and I respect you very much, because you are her mother, nominally."
He opened his mouth word by word, and made a great effort at the joints of his bones.
This kind of eyes, this look, makes Ma Xueyan's eyes more round.
"Are you It's the one... "
“……”
Jiangbei Yuansong hands.
Ma Xueyan didn't have time to say the words behind her. She was able to breathe at last. She knelt on the ground and took a breath of fresh air. Her neck was bruised, horrible and ferocious.
"That Lao Ma, something's wrong with our family. Let's go first! "
The three middle-aged women standing nearby, all in a cold sweat, hurriedly carrying their bags and pushing each other to leave Ma Xueyan's home.