Chapter 75

As soon as the words fell, Huang Ma's thoughts began to come to her mind. She stood there thinking for a long time, suddenly patted her forehead, and then carefully looked up and down for a long time. Then she opened the gate of the yard with a smile.

"Why are you back? What about the first lady? I haven't seen her for many days, and I don't know if she has had a good meal recently... "

As Huang Ma locked the door, she kept talking.

JoAnn didn't hear exactly what Huang Ma said, but she was not interested in it either. From Huang Ma's open and closed words, Qiao Mei's words were always inseparable.

There was a buzz in her ears, and JoAnn felt a little pain in her head. She rubbed her forehead and dragged her suitcase into the living room.

"We've already had dinner. If you're hungry, you can go to the kitchen and get something to eat. The old man is already asleep. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Huang Ma simply explained a few words, can't help yawning, turned to go upstairs.

JoAnn nodded. As soon as she put down her luggage, Huang Ma, who stepped up the stairs, suddenly turned around, hooked her lips and said, "your room is now a utility room. Go to the guest room to sleep tonight."

Hearing this, Joann's face suddenly became a little ugly. She put down her luggage and hurried up the stairs. She grabbed the sleeves of Huang Ma's pajamas and asked anxiously, "what about those dolls? Where did you put them? "

"What? Rag doll? What doll

Huang Ma was stunned and lost. She didn't know what Joanne was saying.

"Are those dolls my mother sewed for me with her own hands?"

Joanne explained a little impatiently, and then went up to the bedroom on the second floor.

"How can you be so ignorant? The old man has a shallow sleep. Do you want to wake him up by making so much noise?"

Huang Ma whispered and followed JoAnn to the bedroom.

Open the door, the bedroom has already become a utility room, Joanne will open the white cloth, dust scattered on the ground, choking her tears will flow out.

"Cough, cough..."

Huang Ma was choked by the dust as soon as she got to the bedroom door. She fanned her hands several times, but the dust still remained in the air. She frowned and couldn't help but go out. She stood in front of the door and said angrily.

"Joanne, what are you doing? Isn't it going to make people sleep in the middle of the night? I tell you, I give you a good look because I don't want to argue with you. If you continue to make such a fuss, you'll get out of Qiao's house. Anyway, it's enough for us to have a big lady in Qiao's family. You don't want to be a wild alien like you. "

Huang Ma's voice is very loud. In addition to the dust floating in the air, there are also her endless abusive voices. Hearing this, Joann is not moved, and still clings to looking for her doll that accompanies her whole childhood.

Although those words were ugly, she had been used to them. From childhood to adulthood, these words had never been broken. Qiao Mei had scolded her, and master Qiao had scolded her. Even the domestic servants could ride on her head, not to mention Huang Ma, who played an important role in Qiao's family.

She was Qiao Mei's wet nurse. She raised Qiao Mei with one hand, and they were like mother and daughter.

"I ask again, where is my doll?"

After searching for a long time, Joann still couldn't find what she wanted. Her heart was full of anger. She went to Huang Ma, staring at the woman and questioning fiercely.

"I don't know. How can I know where your garbage is?"

Huang Ma disdained her lips and looked down on her face.

"What are you talking about? Garbage? Do you say that again? "

JoAnn's face was furious, and the blue veins on his forehead were rooted in anger. His hands were clenched into fists, and he was staring at Huang Ma with blood in his eyes.

"You What's your attitude I don't know... "

Huang Ma, who had not seen JoAnn for a long time, was suddenly frightened by the momentum of JoAnn in front of her. She suddenly realized that JoAnn in front of her was no longer the little girl who had been bullied before. As she grew up, her resentment became more and more serious.

When Huang Ma finished, she was about to flee back to her room. As soon as she stepped out of the room, she heard a female voice from behind, as if it were from hell.

"Stop!"

Huang Ma was terrified. She stood in the same place, shivering all over her body. She was so nervous that she couldn't speak.

"Where on earth have I left my things? If you don't say it today, you don't want to go back. "

JoAnn walked in slowly, and her words were like a cold cold wind blowing through Huang Ma's body.

"Burned by the eldest lady It burned down... "

Huang Ma slowly turned back, ripping back.

"Burned? It's made by Qiao Mei? "

"Yes! The eldest lady personally took it and cooked it She said You don't belong to the Qiao family... "

The words fall, Joan's tears finally burst through the eyes, slowly fell down, drop by drop to the floor, hard hit in the heart.That's the only thing that my mother left her. It accompanied her whole gray childhood. How could she be so cruel!

Wiping away her tears, Joann suddenly kicked open Qiao Mei's room. She threw everything in the room on the floor, and the sound of chopping sounded in Qiao's villa.

Many of the servants who had already fallen asleep were woken up one after another. They came to the upstairs curiously and gathered around the bedroom door to watch what happened in front of them.

Everything in Joe's room that could be smashed had been smashed by JoAnn. Finally, she looked at the wedding photo hanging on the head of the bed.

It was her father and Qiao Mei's mother. She couldn't help thinking about her mother. She was kept in the dark all her life by the slag man. Until the moment she died, she was still waiting for the slag man's return.

Unfortunately, the man had a wife and daughter for a long time. How could he possibly return to his impoverished home.

Now look at this picture. It's really ironic

What I can't get, Qiao Mei, you don't want to get it. JoAnn looks at the wedding photo in her hand with a touch of color in her mouth.

Then, hold it high.

"Joanne, this can't be smashed. This is the most precious thing for the eldest lady. You can't smash it!"

Just at this time, Huang Ma suddenly rushed out of the crowd and hugged JoAnn from behind. She screamed.

The most precious thing? What's the most precious thing about jomme?

Ha ha, my most precious thing has been destroyed by that woman. Why can't I destroy her things!

"Get out of here

JoAnn raised her foot, gave her a foot to Huang Ma, and then raised her wedding photo again.

"Joanne, what are you doing? Put it down for me!"

Just as he was about to fall, a solemn and cold voice rang out.

JoAnn shook his mind, shook his hands, and finally did not go down