The brat is really ignorant!

"Bah, I don't believe it. The only one in this world who is really kind to me is Sister Qiaohong, and you don't count!" Xiao Hei said confidently.

"What? What did you say, brat?" Yang Huamei was angered by this sentence.

"Others marry a daughter-in-law and forget their mother. What do you think?"

"You don't recognize me as your mother before my daughter-in-law has even entered the house? Good boy, have you strengthened your wings, or are you going to turn the world upside down?"

"Mom, I've tried my best to treat you so well, but you still say this about me, does your conscience hurt?"

While Yang Huamei was questioning these words, her eyes were filled with moisture, and her eyes were gradually filled with tears.

However, Xiao Hei couldn't see it.

Even if you see it, you will pretend not to see it.

Because he pointed to the two bowls on the table: "You keep saying that you are good to me, but when you look at the watermelon porridge, I and Zhuang Zhuang have the same amount!"

"Why are there so many of the same?" Yang Huamei asked.

Xiaohei pointed at Zhuangdong and said loudly: "How old is he? Can he eat such a big bowl?"

"Look at me again. As a big person like me, can I be full with just one bowl?"

"You keep saying that you love me, shit. Before Zhuangzhuang, you only had eyes for my brother. Now, all you care about is your eldest grandson. Just eating watermelon porridge has exposed your true colors!"

"True face?" Yang Huamei was so angry at this sentence that she stamped her feet.

She pointed to her nose and asked Xiao Hei: "You said, I'm wearing a mask? You bastard, you even have to compete with the things in your nephew's bowl, are you still not a human being?"

Xiao Hei sneered: "How can he eat so much watermelon porridge as a child? It's not like you don't know my appetite, but you just favor your eldest grandson. I can see through it!"

Yang Huamei's fingers were already trembling.

"Xiao Hei, you heartless person, you hurt my heart like this, get out of here, get out of here!"

Yang Huamei pointed in the direction of the door and asked Xiao Hei to leave. However, Xiao Hei sneered, pulled up the stool and sat down.

"Mom, are you saying this contrary to what you said?" Xiao Hei crossed his legs, tapped his fingers on the table, and glanced sideways at Yang Huamei.

"Mom, this house was given to me."

"The new house belongs to my brother."

"Your house is between the old house and the new house."

"So, you are the one who should leave, not me!"

"What? What did you say?" Yang Huamei's eyes almost popped out of her sockets, and blood surged up all over her body.

"You brat, what are you talking about? We pretended to separate the family at the beginning so that you could marry Xu Qiaohong smoothly. It was not a real separation!"

"The house in the middle was also built to fool Lao Xu's family. You, you bastard, really want me to live there? You are going to shake the world!"

Facing Yang Huamei's accusation, Xiao Hei sat there with the presence of the old god, and did not look guilty at all.

Yang Huamei was so angry that she rushed to Xiao Hei and pushed Xiao Hei's shoulder hard.

"You bastard, I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

"This house belongs to me, to me and your father! It has nothing to do with you, do you know that?"

Little Black's nostrils hummed, then he picked up the bowl and drank the watermelon porridge in large gulps, making a slurping sound.

Yang Huamei was so angry that she snatched the bowl from his hand and placed it heavily on the table aside.

"I'm talking to you, but you still eat, eat!"

Xiao Hei picked at Yang Huamei's ear, which was so painful from the shock, and glanced at Yang Huamei with disdain.

"Mom, pull it down! You built a new house for my brother and threw these old houses to me like junk. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Yang Huamei was so angry that her heart tightened. She covered her heart and staggered back several steps.

When Xiao Hei saw her like this, not only was he not at all anxious or worried, but he even gloated and said, "How's that? Are you really right? Is your conscience really hurt?"

"Now, you should admit that you are biased!"

Xiao Hei put his hands on his hips, feeling extremely confident.

Yang Huamei opened her mouth and took a few deep breaths, and her heart relaxed a little.

"Xiao Hei, you, you disappoint me so much. Why are you so heartless?"

Xiao Hei continued to sneer: "Mom, you have already disappointed me."

"You spent all your wealth to help my brother buy a new house, and you left these decades-old houses to me, and you acted like a big deal,"

"You want me to be grateful? That's impossible. You're just sending a beggar away! I'm not grateful to you!"

Xiao Hei's quarrels made Yang Huamei speechless.

"Then tell me, what do you need to do to make you feel that I am not partial?" she asked through gritted teeth.

Xiao Hei shook his head and said confidently: "If nothing else, at least what my brother has, I must have too."

"You bought him a new house and gave me the old house. Do you have to make up the difference in price?"

Pay the difference?

Yang Huamei felt that her teeth were about to bite her tongue.

"How do you think we should make up for the difference in price?" she asked in a trembling voice.

Xiao Hei thought about it seriously and said, "I have two ideas. Either, demolish this old house and build a new one."

"The size of the house doesn't need to be too big or lavish, it just needs to be like my brother and his friends!"

The corners of Yang Huamei's mouth turned up into a sneer: "Then let's talk about your second thought!"

Xiao Hei said: "The second idea is very simple. How much does it cost to build a new house and how much is the old house worth? Just give me the difference in price."

Yang Huamei stared at Xiao Hei with cold eyes: "Difference? Then tell me, how much is the difference in price of the ears worth?"

Xiao Hei raised a finger: "I don't think you have more, just ten taels of silver is enough!"

"You give me these ten taels of silver as a betrothal gift, and I won't say anything to you from now on, okay?"

Yang Huamei said nothing and looked around.

Then, she saw Zhuang Zhuang standing next to the bowl, stretching out his fingers to grab the watermelon porridge and stuffing it into his mouth. He was still licking his fingers and smashing the porridge in his mouth.

As for the bowl of watermelon porridge in front of Xiao Hei, he hadn't eaten much yet because he had been busy talking.

Yang Hua's heart skipped a beat, he grabbed Xiao Hei's bowl and threw it directly into Xiao Hei's face!

This bowl of watermelon porridge has been warm for a long time and is not hot at all.

But if you splash it on your face, it will definitely taste unpleasant.

At least, Xiao Hei doesn't have that luck anymore.

Sure enough, Xiao Hei was stunned for a moment when he was splashed like this.

When he came to his senses, he jumped up from the stool and wiped his face with both hands.

He shouted in horror: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to be burned to death..."

This won't burn anyone to death at all!

So Yang Huamei immediately picked up the broom next to her, chased after Xiao Hei and beat her: "You bastard bastard, you heartless white-eyed wolf, you dislike me now, and you want to drive me out of the house,"

"Are you going to drain me of all my hard-earned money?"
Chapter completed!