"Mom, forget it. I'll go back and get some food for myself. I'll eat better myself. The only fresh vegetables I can eat here are leftovers from others," Zhao Yun'er said.
Liang Jinqiao sighed and tried to persuade Zhao Yun'er again, "It's going to be troublesome for Yun'er to cook this time. Doudou must be hungry too. It's not the leftovers, it's the extra after serving. I haven't touched my chopsticks today." There are a lot of meat dishes, and they are all good food. If you stay here to eat, you can have a good meal. Your father specially called you here, and you went back without eating. I guess your father will know about it. Not happy."
"Mom, this is not a question of whether there are leftovers or not. Since you have called me over, it is equivalent to being a guest. Other guests can serve it, so why can't I serve it?"
These words of Zhao Yun'er and Liang Jinqiao fell into Huo Chunhua's ears.
Huo Chunhua didn't expect Zhao Yun'er to say this, and started to sarcastically say, "Who do you think you are? It's not bad to give you leftovers. I really treat myself as a guest. Guests come here and give them gifts. You Have you given it away? If you don’t want to eat it, don’t eat it and go back quickly.”
There was a sneer on Zhao Yun'er's lips. The old Zhao family had the nerve to ask her for gift money.
He sold her for two hundred taels of silver. Without the two hundred taels of silver, how could Zhao Tianlong have the money to study, and there would be no chance of hosting today's banquet.
She doesn't give money for gifts, but she still wants to eat them on the table, which means she feels at ease. After all, it's all the Zhao family that owes her.
Before Zhao Yun'er said anything, Zhao Xinhui walked out of the house, dressed beautifully. The clothes I wore were bought from Huo Chunhua when I went to Yangcheng last time. The pink skirt was quite beautiful in style and color. It was a little worse than what the ladies in Yangcheng wore, but in the countryside, It's definitely eye-catching. After all, girls generally wear dark, coarse cloth clothes.
There was a thick layer of foundation and rouge on her face, and she also put on some of the jewelry she had picked up yesterday.
Zhao Xinhui was beautiful to begin with, but dressed like this, she didn't look like a country boy anymore. However, in Zhao Yun'er's opinion, there is an indescribable tackiness about Zhao Xinhui.
Sometimes a person's temperament is not expressed through clothing, jewelry, etc., but is exuded from the outside.
No matter how nice Zhao Xinhui dresses, she doesn't feel beautiful.
When it comes to temperament, Mu Lianfeng is more temperamental, and he can still feel particularly handsome wearing shabby clothes. There is an indescribable sense of momentum and dignity.
Zhao Yuner's eyes fell on Zhao Xinhui's jewelry.
According to the economic level of Lao Zhao's family, how can he have the money to buy these jewelry.
Zhao Yun'er frowned slightly, and had a bad feeling.
Zhao Xinhui jumped up to Mrs. Zhao, "Mom, do you think I look good today?"
Huo Chunhua took a look and said with a smile, "It's good-looking. Of course my Hui'er is good-looking."
The attention from the people around her made Zhao Xinhui feel very happy.
Since people are looking at her, it means that she is the center of attention here. She dresses up beautifully and makes others feel amazing.
"Mom, I'm hungry!" Zhao Xinhui said again.
"Hui'er, are you just going to wait in the kitchen? Or go inside the house and wait until there are leftovers and then Mom will send them to you?"
Zhao Xinhui said with some displeasure, "Mom, I don't want to eat leftovers, I want to serve them on the table!"