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Wang Mo Niang pushed Ye Zhao Zhao into the room. After confirming that no one was eavesdropping, she sighed, "No, the damned brat is crying so much that she called everyone over."

Old Madam Ye shot a disgusted look at Ye Zhao, scolding him harshly, "Tell me, what did our family offend at this moment to produce such a money-loser." I won't be able to produce a grandson! "

Grandma Wang, who was following behind Old Madam Ye, agreed, "That's right, old sister. I specifically asked the fortune-teller. Mister has directly said that the brat behind you was actually blocked by this little girl. "

"You say I'm blocking the way?" "You touched your conscience and said, how can a little girl who is bullied and abused everyday block my way?"

Ye Zhaozhao sized Grandma Wang up, pretending to be enlightened, "I understand, this is the path of wealth, right?"

Ye Zhao wished he could roll his eyes and kill her. As a modern man, he could not stand this fatalism anymore, "You are clearly lying. You are just looking at how easy it is to bully me, and trying to trick me into selling me in a brothel for money. "Elder, the broker must have a lot of money!"

Clearly, it was Grandma Wang who had taken a fancy to Ami's looks, and wanted to ruthlessly earn a fortune by selling cheaply! Who was he trying to scare with such a grand excuse?

"Nonsense!" Grandma Wang stuttered out an explanation. "My wife has her eyes on that small amount of money. It's obvious that it's fortune-teller …"

Ye Zazhao rolled his eyes, using poison to intimidate Grandma Wang, "Oh? fortune-teller? "If that's the case, then did that fortune-teller say that Grandma Wang would go to hell when she did this kind of 'do-gooding act' business?"

Nanny Wang was so frightened by Ye Zazhao that she shut her mouth.

"Scram, it's not your turn to interrupt the lord."

Old Madam Ye was surprised. Why did this granddaughter, who did not have a temper, suddenly change her personality? She could not hide her disgust as she said, "It's all because of you that your father is going to lose his roots!"

Ye Zhaozhao retorted loudly, "A broken root?" What was a broken root? Did he have to have a son in order to survive? Many of them were unfilial to their sons, so what happened to their daughters? "I am father's daughter, I will similarly support father when I grow up, girls will never be worse than boys!"

Wang Mo Niang did not have any feelings for Ye Zhaozhao, and coupled with the fact that she had no son, she had been targeted by others in the village all these years, so she hated her to the core.

She lifted her leg and kicked Ye Zhaozhao, berating him, "Go back to your room." If I knew that there would be so much trouble, I would have killed you straight away! "

Ye Zazhao rolled on the ground, successfully dodging Wang Mo Niang's foot, leaving only a shallow footprint on his chest, "Then beat it up. If you beat my government to death, you won't live when we investigate."

The door was kicked open.

When Wang Mo Niang heard the commotion, she raised her head and met the angry gaze of her husband.

When Ye Chonglou heard all the arguments between his wife and sister, he was so angry that his entire body trembled. He threw the basket on his shoulder onto the ground and reached out his hand to slap Grandma Wang.

The quick-witted Old Madam Ye quickly went forward and hugged Ye Cheng's arm, "What are you doing, beating people up for no reason at all?"

Wang Mo Niang had never seen her husband act this grandiose before. She was so scared by him that she shrunk her neck and didn't dare to make a sound.

With the arrival of his savior, Ye Zhaozhao changed from baring his fangs and brandishing his claws to being gentle and nonchalant. He crawled to the ground, revealing the footprints of his heart, "Father, you're finally back." Mother wants to beat me to death! "

The little girl was feeling wronged. When Ye Cheng saw the old lady's face, the fire in his heart was suppressed. Finally, she whispered, "Mother, what are you all doing?"

Ye Zazhao tried his best to keep his voice low and calmly applied some ointment to his eyes, "Dad, Grandma and Grandma Wang said that I'll have a younger brother once I sell him, right?"

The gentle words of his daughter caused Ye Cheng to feel guilt in his heart. He consoled her by rubbing her little head.

Old Granny Ye's gaze swept across Old Lady Wang. "You're still not leaving?"

Ye Cheng's gaze just now simply looked like it was about to devour someone. Grandma Wang nodded in fear, then without further ado, she hastily ran away.

Old Madam Ye knew that things were not going well, so she opened her mouth to speak.

No matter how angry Ye Cheng is, he can't hit his own mother.

Old Granny Ye said, "Boss, Ye Mi must be sold!"

"Father." Ye Zhaozhao softly called out to his father, pretending to look weak and helpless as he crawled into Ye Cheng's embrace.

"If it doesn't work, then I'll just sell myself. Who knows, I might even have a younger brother."

Ye Cheng held Ye Zhaozhao in his arms, pained. "Mother, she is also your granddaughter. Don't you feel any heartache?"

If his younger sister hadn't rushed over to report, the little girl probably would have been driven by Lady Wang to sell him out.

Old Madam Ye felt guilty from her son's question, but thinking about how her grandson had never seen her before, she still insisted, "No way. Anyway, I'm here and I'm not allowed to stay in the Ye Family!"

Ye Cheng was the only one who had no solution to this, he could only slow his voice and discuss, "Then you have to say it, just let Mother Mo send the child away."

Old Madam Ye decided to go against Ye Cheng today. She knocked on her walking stick and said loudly, "It's me! I did it. "

"Mother!" Ye Cheng was rendered speechless by his mother as he looked guiltily at Ye Zhao Zhao.

He really couldn't do anything about such a filial father.

"Grandmother, trafficking in human beings is a form of imprisonment. "You shouldn't say such words easily."

Ye Zhao didn't know whether or not there was such a rule, so he just kept on fooling around with his eyes.

In any case, there weren't many people in the village who had read any books. Looking at their sneaky looks, there were definitely strict requirements for trafficking in human beings.

Old Madam Ye was successfully intimidated by her, so she snorted coldly and left while leaning on her walking stick.

When his mother returned to his room, Ye Cheng looked gloomily at Wang Mo Niang and said, "Heh, at the time of the marriage, I already said that you want to raise Ah Mi as your own child. "What about you? Is that how you raise them?"

His wife had risked her life to give birth to such a little girl. Now, they had debased her completely.

Wang Mo Niang rebutted, feeling wronged: "Who doesn't want to eat and drink to their heart's content! But look, look at this house. It's already good to have a mouthful of food! "

Ye Zhaozhao wasn't sad at all. He revealed a smile to Ye Cheng and limped towards the kitchen, "Father will definitely be hungry. Ah Mi, go cook dinner right now."

Wang Mo Niang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, waving her hand to chase her away: "Go, go quickly."

Although she said it was to cook, Ye Zhao was actually secretly hiding in the kitchen to cause trouble. She lowered her head to look at the big hole on her shoe, and smiled charmingly.

Since it's like this, then let's play big.

As he thought, Ye Zhao stealthily grabbed a handful of fine sand and placed it in the pot.

No one knew what the couple talked about, but at dinner time, Wang Mo Niang's attitude towards Ye Zhao improved a lot. She even picked up a chopstick for the first time and placed it in Ye Zhao's bowl.

Ye Zhaozhao's filial daughter, filial son, sat down and brought a bowl of boiling hot porridge to her.

The bowl of porridge was very scalding. The tender skin of the child's flesh was so hot that it turned red in the palm of his hand.