Chapter 370: Give incense to your elderly every day

Although He Biyun felt very aggrieved, seeing her baby daughter crying so sadly, her heart hurt even more, so she had to give in, "It's all my mother's fault, in the future, when my mother goes to buy meat in the morning, there will definitely be no more bad meat! "

Wu Mei secretly laughed, pretending to be surprised and said, "Sister, are you mistaken? The meat buns in the morning tasted very good. I didn't have diarrhea after eating five of them. You must be eating outside, right?"

Wu Yue shook her head vigorously: "I didn't even eat lunch except the breakfast I had at home, how could I eat bad things?"

He Biyun opened Wu Yue's thermos cup. She didn't move the food she served in the morning, and asked anxiously, "Yue Yue, why don't you eat lunch? No wonder your stomach feels uncomfortable."

"How can I eat? I went to the toilet a dozen times today, and I don't even want to drink water, let alone eat." Wu Yue shouted loudly, she had been holding it for a day, and He Biyun's words finally broke out.

Wu Zhengsi frowned. Looking at this situation, he knew that the eldest daughter's monthly exam had failed again!

Fortunately, this time he was already mentally prepared, and he didn't have much hope for Wu Yue's monthly exam.

"Yueyue, pay attention to the tone of your speech, how about your courtesy?"

Wu Zhengsi looked at Wu Yue sternly, although he didn't like He Biyun now, but He Biyun was an elder after all, Wu Yue's tone of voice was very inappropriate, it sounded very harsh.

Wu Mei, you also join in the fun, "Sister, how can you blame your mother for not doing well in the exam yourself? How good your mother is to you, if you put it in your mouth, you're afraid it will melt, and if you hold it in your hand, you're afraid of falling. You really have no conscience."

She said again, "If my mother can treat me with half of your sister, I will treat my mother like a Bodhisattva every day, and I will give incense to her old man."

The first sentence sounded quite comfortable, and He Biyun was very satisfied. She felt that her youngest daughter was good at speaking art recently, and it was more pleasing to her ears, but the latter words were not easy to listen to, what was the fragrance?

Curse her to be dead?

He Biyun glared fiercely at Wu Mei, "What do you compare to your sister all day long? You can compare to..."

Wu Mei interrupted her, not angry, and said with a smile: "Don't say that I can't compare to my sister all the time. My sister's grades are better than me, and what other points are she better than me?"

He Biyun was about to scold again, and Wu Mei quickly continued: "Let's talk about the facts, others say that I look better than my sister, my sister loses in appearance, and I don't have body odor, sister, she has body odor, I can cook and do housework, my sister can't even wash her socks, I can draw and dance, and I even won an award for my drawing!"

Every time Wu Mei said Wu Yue's face turned pale, Wu Zhengsi's expression was even more solemn, what the youngest daughter said was the truth, so it seemed that Meimei was indeed stronger than Yueyue.

Strange, why didn't he think of this before?

I only thought that my little daughter would not have any prospects!

He Biyun's face was even more ugly, she really didn't want to admit it, but it was the truth, she couldn't do it if she didn't admit it.

The daughter she loved like an eyeball was actually compared by that dead girl. Wu Mei and Wu Yue in front of her seemed to overlap with herself and that bitch.

That **** is better than her in every way, only reading is really not good at it. Although her grades are not outstanding, she is the only place where she is stronger than that slut, and the other is family.

But the **** said: Apart from good grades, what else is better than her?

Now Wu Mei also said the same thing, the two of them said almost the same thing, He Biyun was in a trance, she couldn't tell the difference between the present and the past, as if time had flown backwards!
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