Being scolded as a dead star?All the bosses in the capital are rushing to pet me

Chapter 270 The Pie I Draw Is Always Empty
"Scar cream."

The simple three words made the ugly girl stunned, and she couldn't help walking towards Shen Nian, looking at the small medicine box, her eyes were red.

She bit the soft flesh in her mouth, sniffed, and said with a sob, "Thank you."

She didn't know what else to say other than thank you.

Shen Nian put his arms around Chou Ya's shoulders, and said generously: "Thank you, I think you are pleasing to the eye, besides, I want to get a box of scar removal medicine easily, it's not as troublesome as you think, don't think about it."

How can you not think too much?Ugly girl lowered her head and thought.

Sister Nian was the first person to treat her so well, and it was more than just lip service.

"En." She nodded heavily, keeping Shen Nian's good intentions in her heart.

Shen Nian didn't think too much, and said expectantly: "Should I wipe it off now? Good morning."

"it is good!"

Ugly girl went to the river to wash her face, and carefully took the scar remover from the box with her fingertip dipped in a fingernail and applied it on her face.

She knew where the scar was even with her eyes closed, and the scar removal medicine didn't wipe it off at all.

Shen Nian was worried that Mei Ya would be uncomfortable, so he didn't stare at her, but looked at the river.

"The miracle doctor I know said that the scars on your face have lasted for a long time, and you need to use at least three bottles of scar cream to heal them. I will give you one bottle first, and you can apply it once a day. I will give you another bottle after half a month."

Ugly girl has a delicate mind, knowing that sister Nian's arrangement is for her own sake. After all, it is not safe to leave things at home, so she said gratefully: "Okay, I will listen to you."

"Ah."

Give Chouya the scar-removing medicine, Shen Nian let go of one thing, and then went to the county to find Ren Yazi to buy someone.

A woman who is good at cooking, a little boy who is about the same age as Man Geer, another maid, and two servants.

When Shen Nian returned to the village, she brought several strangers with her, which made the villagers very curious.

"Sister Nian, who are these people?" a villager asked.

Shen Nian said slowly: "The family is too busy, so I bought it to help."

The villagers didn't expect that the Shen family could even use it as a servant, and they were all stunned.

The person who threw the big stone into everyone's heart didn't pay attention. After answering the questions of the villagers, he led them leisurely towards the house.

It took a while for the group of people left behind to come back to their senses.

"Second Shen's family can use subordinates?!"

"I just saw that sister Nian bought a few servants, quite a few, how much money will it cost..."

"Whenever we can have someone to serve us!"

"Let's go, let's go, if you have time to think about this, why don't you move a few more stones to pave the yard."

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Having said that, the news that the second room of the Shen family bought a servant quickly spread throughout the village.

The people in the Shen family's old house also knew about it.

Gao Yuehong entered the old Gao's room, turned a blind eye to the mess and smell inside, covered her nose and sat down on the stool next to her.

The voice was high-pitched with cynicism.

"You won't pull the bed again, it stinks!"

Old Gao was ashamed and angry, his face flushed red.

She doesn't want to, but she can't take care of herself, and there is no one to help her, what can she do...

"Uh...uh..." Old Gao wanted to scold the slut, but tried his best not to utter these two words, and the saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth and landed on the black and smelly pillow.

It looks miserable.

Gao Yuehong gave her a disgusted look, and quickly looked away as if her eyes were dirty.

murderously said:
"Mother doesn't know yet, I heard that sister Nian bought a few servants, and the second elder brother's family will soon be able to live a life of slaves and servants, but what about the old house? Because of Mother's viciousness, it is getting more and more defeated. Sooner, the whole village will make fun of you behind your back for your blindness!
Looking at what happened to my mother now, I think this must be retribution!You killed Ping's wife, and treated her children harshly, making them work like cows and horses for you, the arsenic is not as poisonous as you! "

Thinking of her family's life going back and forth, and not even getting a little light on the first and second rooms, Gao Yuehong was so angry that she wanted to kill the old Gao.

Why is the dead old woman still alive!
As long as this old poisonous woman dies, maybe Shen Dasan can relieve her anger and is willing to bring her husband to earn money.

"The old man's life is really hard!" Gao Yuehong's eyes flashed maliciousness.

But, she didn't want to get her hands dirty, so she could only endure it.

There was nothing wrong with old Gao's ears, but her daughter-in-law's words rushed into her ears, her angry chest heaved violently, and her cloudy old eyes were full of hatred.

"...mud... huh... zi... ba... ee..."

Panting while speaking, it was extremely difficult to utter a few words.

Gao Yuehong married into the Shen family for many years, and knew the old Gao family very well, so she roughly understood these words by half-guessing.

It is clear: you will suffer retribution!
She sneered mockingly, "Looking at the current situation, it's not me who was punished, but my mother."

"The fifth younger brother you have placed high hopes on is still in prison, even if he comes out, he still has a bright future.

Then there is my husband-in-law, who has nothing to do with his heart, and he will be like this for the rest of his life...

It's not that I'm sarcastic, the cubs you gave birth to are really inferior to Wang's.

Wang's fate is not good, and he can't support the future of his son.

Mother, you must be very unwilling in your heart, but what's the use of being unwilling, if you can't compare, you can't compare, even if you go underground, I'm afraid you will be lower than the bitch you look down on..."

Gao Yuehong used to have a lot of admiration for her husband-in-law, but seeing that the cakes painted by Shen Laosi have always been empty cakes, her dissatisfaction with him has been accumulating day by day.

Her words killed people without blood, Lao Gao stared excitedly, his withered old face was covered with veins, and he made a ho-ho-ho sound.

"... Ho, ho!"

At this moment, Shen Si, who smelled of alcohol, appeared at the door.

"What's the smell in the room? Why is it so stinky." Said with disgust, Shen Si glared at Gao Yuehong, "What are you eating? Do you want to rebel? If you don't take good care of your mother, be careful, I'll divorce you."

Gao Yuehong became angry, and said unconvinced: "Shut up, give up! Your mother is so hard to take care of, I have to tidy up that bed several times a day, how can I get the time, the family has no money, and even the rice noodles are almost gone. How will I live in the future..."

"You...!!" Shen Si, who was used to machismo, couldn't hear any rebuttals, raised his hand in a fit of anger, and slapped Gao Yuehong on the face.

Gao Yuehong didn't hide, her eyes were full of resentment.

"You slap, you slap me, let's not live this day, you can go there with your mother in the future!" She said firmly.

Shen Si's hands stopped abruptly, his face was ashen.

Now that there is no one at home, Gao Yuehong has to rely on Gao Yuehong for washing and cooking, and he doesn't dare to really drive people away, so he can only hold back his anger and let her handle it for a while.

"Okay, I'll just pretend, why don't you take it seriously, you go and cook, mother, I'll clean up here."

Seeing that he had softened, Gao Yuehong felt proud, turned around and left.

As soon as she left, Shen Si looked at the messy room and felt terrible.

"Mother, save yourself some trouble in the future, don't trouble your son, I have enough things to worry about..."

Talking in his mouth, he pinched his nose and cleaned up the house.

Lao Gao's heart was cut like a knife, tears flowed from his old eyes, and he was thinking of retribution in his heart.

(End of this chapter)