Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 281 New Year (4)

She can't talk about Gu Mo's parents at will, Xiaoxiao changed the topic and said a few jokes to make him happy, and then let Gu Mo's huddled eyebrows relax.

This kid has such deep grievances with his parents, but deep in his bones is his desire for family, and his personality is really twisted.

The lunch was extremely sumptuous. The restaurant in Xiaoyanglou was large and spacious. Two round tables for ten people were also borrowed from Fumanlou. Wide open.

During the exchange of cups and cups, Han Daya's eyes wandered a little, and he even spilled the wine a few times without knowing it.

Han Xiaoxiao whispered a few words in Gu Mo's ear, got up quietly, went back to her room, changed into a new set of clothes, and went to the room where Yu Xiufen was imprisoned on the first floor.

Yu Xiufen seemed to be imprisoned, but in fact no one showed her face. It was she who felt wronged and felt that the Han family father and daughter were unkind, so she was unwilling to leave this room.

After all, she is the original owner's mother, so Xiaoxiao has to be filial to her in name.She came over to invite her once in the morning, but Yu Xiufen turned her back and ignored her, Han Xiaoxiao backed out without saying a word.

Her father is kind, and he is a traditional man in his bones. It is very different from other festivals. It is sacred and full of warmth in the hearts of ordinary people. No one wants to leave a pimple in their hearts at the beginning of the new year.

"Mom, it's time to eat. These are the new clothes my dad bought for you. Put them on and we'll go out to eat together."

Han Xiaoxiao knocked on the door a few times, but when she didn't get a response, she pushed the door in and put the clothes beside Yu Xiufen.

Yu Xiufen's face was cold, the smell in the kitchen had already attracted the glutton in her stomach, she was so hungry that she wanted to rush to the table to eat something.

but……

Yu Xiufen turned around, glanced coldly at the clothes on the bed, and looked at Xiaoxiao with a stern face, "I'm a generalist, you have prejudices against me, I won't embarrass you in front of outsiders, please go out, I need to change clothes."

Han Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, the subtle expression on Yu Xiufen's face could not be seen clearly in the backlight, but she changed from her usual weak appearance, did she figure it out in the past few days?

After waiting outside the door for a while, Yu Xiufen came out with a new dress, her face was washed and powdered, the fragrance was overwhelming, her hair was tied in a bun with a rubber band at the back of her head, and she was oiled so that it was not messy at all.

"Let's go!" Yu Xiufen tugged at the clothes on her body, her gait was light and her heart was full of joy.

It’s good to be rich. In previous years, when I bought new clothes for myself, I would go to the kind of market that sells everything. They are colorful, and they look unique like rural aunts.

The suit sent by Han Daya, you can tell it is a high-end product just by touching the fabric. It is said that the woman has 41 flowers, she looks good, and there are not many wrinkles on the skin. If you want to stand with Xiaoxiao, someone will definitely say that they are sisters , Don't you just have no money to clean up?
No one can rely on anyone in this world, and she still has to rely on herself to strive for happiness. After the New Year's Eve, let her say goodbye to the vulnerable life in the past.

Han Xiaoxiao is exquisite and transparent, how can she not see the changes caused by Xiufen?

Men become bad when they are rich, and women become rich only when they become bad.There are countless people like this in the world, but if Yu Xiufen dares to hurt her father, Han Xiaoxiao doesn't mind sending this mother to the underworld for the original owner to reunite with her.

Yu Xiufen appeared at the door of the restaurant in a glamorous outfit, and everyone's eyes were on her. She was not as good as Ying Lian, and she couldn't help being panicked. On Han Daya.

(End of this chapter)