Zhao Baoshan thinks that Huo Chunhua is really spoiled to Zhao Xinhui.
If Huo Chunhua hadn't followed Zhao Xinhui's temperament too much before, he would not have left that silk and satin, and would not have come to the door and take things back.
Now, it is the most reasonable way to arrest Zhao Xinhui. No one has the obligation to take the blame for what Zhao Xinhui did.
Huo Chunhua was stunned and cried out with Zhao Baoshan, "Huier, her father, how can you do this? Huier girl is still young. Where can she have such a hard time. Why are you so cruel? "
"No way, no way. If you really want to catch it, you can find me. I agree to let Huier leave the silk. It's up to me." Huo Chunhua continued to maintain.
On hearing this, Huo Chunhua is really interesting. Most people are used to their own son, only he is used to his daughter. Now, for the sake of Zhao Xinhui, I'm willing to eat such bitterness.
No wonder Zhao Xinhui is used to this.
Take a look at Zhao Xinhui. He has no conscience at all. He has done a good job by himself, but now he feels that it is none of his business and is hanging on high.
I'm still hiding in the house.
Zhao Baoshan said in a cold voice, "it's only when you get used to her that this happened to our family today. You can take the place of her once today. I'll see who can take the place of her at that time. "
Zhao Baoshan thinks that if Zhao Xinhui is allowed to go to prison to suffer.
After suffering a lot, he naturally restrained himself when he came back.
"Old man After all, Huier is a piece of meat from me. How can you do this? "
"Don't talk nonsense with me. Call that girl out quickly, boss. Go and shout!" Zhao Baoshan said hello to Zhao Wenshi.
Zhao Wenshi quickly nodded, "OK, Dad, I'm going now!"
"Good!"
Zhao Wenshi runs to Zhao Xinhui's room and shouts to Zhao Xinhui.
Zhao Xinhui didn't want to come out, but was dragged by Zhao Wenshi.
"Huier girl, go out quickly, or dad will come in and clean you up."
Zhao Xinhui curled her lips and walked out of her room, standing in the yard of Lao Zhao's house, facing the crowd.
When Zhao Xinhui came out, she was still wearing clothes made of Meng Gongzi's silk and satin. She was dressed in a very fancy way. If you look at it, it's very beautiful.
"The little girl of Lao Zhao's family is very handsome."
"People depend on clothes, Buddha depends on gold clothes. They are all dressed up!"
"Hum, I see it's evil in the demon. Generally good girls don't look like this."
"That's true. Good girls are honest, but they don't dress up like her."
"The main thing is to dress up well. It's useless to dress up. I'm so old, but I still stay at home and never get married."
"Ha ha, that's right."
"The clothes she is wearing are probably made of that silk. Tut Tut, OK now, people come here to ask for them, and they have to put themselves in prison for the sake of a good-looking dress!"
"Ha ha, yes! If you want me to say that, you deserve it
"Ah..."
After Zhao Xinhui came out, Mr. Meng's sight was also attracted by Zhao Xinhui. The corner of the mouth showed a wretched smile, did not expect that this little lady is still pretty!
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