Chapter 65 Silly Girl

"Does Yueyue still hurt?"

He Biyun held Wu Yue distressedly. Just now, Grandma Yang took a bloody fishbone out of Wu Yue's throat, but it hurt her badly. Damn stinky girl, if she hadn't eaten fish maw, what happened to Yueyue? will suffer this sin!

"It hurts, it hurts to talk!"

Wu Yue acted coquettishly with a hoarse voice. In fact, once the fishbone was clipped out, she no longer felt pain, but how could she provoke her mother's anger if she didn't say that?

Wu Mei's fool is getting worse and worse. He even dared to grab her exclusive fish maw to eat. What qualifications does this fool have to eat fish maw, it's a waste to eat it.

He Biyun looked at Wu Yue's pale face, his anger was high, and he cursed with hatred: "See how I go back and clean up that dead girl with eyebrows, she is so daring, she knows that Yueyue only eats fish maw meat, and deliberately eats up fish maw meat, The dead girl is against us on purpose, and it tickles her!"

The corners of Wu Yue's lips curled slightly, and she was very proud of He Biyun's wholeheartedness towards her. Wu Mei was not even qualified to compete with her.

He Biyun was still scolding. From yesterday to now, Wu Mei's series of resistance has made her anger. At this moment, her darling Wu Yue has been wronged, and her anger has finally reached a boiling point, and it broke out in a flash.

Wu Zhengsi, who had a gloomy face, was tired of hearing it, and scolded in a deep voice: "Don't say a few words, isn't it shameful enough?"

Yesterday, the youngest daughter was injured, and today the eldest daughter got stuck with a fishbone. I still don't know how the school people would laugh at him. In addition, Wu Zhengsi was hungry and in a bad mood when he didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food at night.

He Biyun was unconvinced and shouted: "Old Wu, the eyebrows are getting more and more outrageous, and let her eat all the vegetables, what is she doing? Don't stop me this time, I have to teach her a lesson. She can't."

Wu Zhengsi frowned and pondered for a long time before he said, "It's done after a few hits. The main thing is to be reasonable, and don't let outsiders see jokes."

The youngest daughter is indeed a little outrageous. These two days have made the family mess up, and it has added a joke to the long-tongued women in the school. It is necessary to let the wife take care of it.

"I have some numbers, Lao Wu, you can rest assured."

He Biyun was overjoyed, her husband was relieved, and she blocked the dead girl's mouth with a cloth for a while, let's see what she would say!

What is even happier is Wu Yue, as long as she thinks that Wu Mei will be beaten to death by her mother later, she is very excited, it is best to destroy Wu Mei's face!

Looking at that fox face all day long, I can't feel better, and I have no appetite for eating.

Yan Mingshun walked out from behind the big tree, staring at the backs of the three members of the Wu family in front of them. They looked very harmonious, a family that loved each other, except for the little girl.

No wonder the little girl will eat to support her stomach and eat all the meals for the three people, can she not support it?

Yan Mingshun slightly hooked his lips, it seemed that Wu Mei was in a hurry, but what he did was too stupid, he had to eat to support his stomach, and he would be beaten when he turned back, injuring eight hundred enemies. Losing a thousand is really stupid!

He shook his head, and didn't intend to meddle in his own business. He Biyun wouldn't kill Wu Mei, at most it would be a few blows to make a fire, and there would be no big problem.

Yan Mingshun took a few steps, and Wu Mei's big eyes like a deer appeared in front of him. He turned angrily and came to the big camphor tree behind the family building. He quickly climbed up and found the position facing the Wu family's window. .

Fortunately, the windows of the Wu family were all open, and the curtains were not drawn. Under the dim light, Yan Mingshun frowned when he saw He Biyun aggressively rushing into the house with a feather duster in his hand.