The body of Tang poetry trembled, and Cen Huiqiu, mother of Chongbo night, said faintly, "madam, I can't bear this poem."

Tang Wei also stopped at the side of Tang poetry and looked at Cen Huiqiu with that kind of vigilant eyes, which made Cen Huiqiu's heart cold. This little grandson, it seems, complained a lot to the Bo family

CEN Huiqiu can only show helpless smile, that smile is really complex, so that Tang poetry can not even tell whether she is hating her or guilt.

She said, "the gratitude and resentment of adults It has nothing to do with children, poetry, I don't ask you to have any results with my son, just But he is indeed the son of Yeer. Can you Teach him to let him down a little bit? "

Listen, this mother's voice for thin night, it's really moving.

What about her? Why do all the people come to ask her and never look at what they have done wrong?!

Tang poetry suddenly red eyes, raised his head at her sharp sneer, "excuse me, madam, adults' resentment really has nothing to do with children. But I was born in prison, and it has nothing to do with the night, so I don't care about gratitude and resentment. "

CEN Huiqiu came down and asked the servants to take over the things in Tang Shi's hands. She did not resist and handed the snack bag to the servant. She said to Tang Wei, "mommy has brought you the Pipilu story you love to see and the snacks you like to eat."

"Wow

Tang Wei was very excited, even did not go to tube Cen Huiqiu face complex look, "too happy! Mommy, can you stay with me more

Tang Shi's hand on his head trembled a little, "mummy is busy But I'll certainly come to see you when I'm free. "

After that, Tang Yi came forward to smile at his little nephew, "it doesn't matter, when my uncle will take you out to play."

"Well, no uncle." Tang Wei pouted his small mouth. His facial features and thin night life were very similar, "I want mommy."

CEN Huiqiu watched their family fighting at the door and felt like an outsider.

My grandson There is no way to grow it.

Thinking of this, CEN Huiqiu finally spoke again, "poetry, in fact, if you are free It's OK to stay here for a while... "

This is her biggest concession. In order to let Tang Wei integrate into the Bo family as soon as possible, it is better to let Tang Shi come to take care of him for a period of time.

But Tang poetry heard, just a faint smile to the sound, that voice listen carefully seems to show disdain, "live? I'm sorry, ma'am. If I didn't stay in this house for one more second, I would feel sick. "

Such direct words made Cen Huiqiu pale, "poetry, you are complaining about your mother..."

"Don't talk about mom!"

Tang poetry sharply interrupted Cen Huiqiu, "madam, Bo Ye and I were divorced five years ago, and we are cut off from each other. Don't kidnap me with our family and past love. I can't bear the burden of Tang poetry! "

Can't afford it!

The hatred in her eyes made Cen Huiqiu dare not even say the following words. Tang poetry was released and Tang Wei seemed to be leaving. Cen Huiqiu was catching up with her. Although she maintained herself appropriately, she was already in her old age. This made Tang poetry slow down and looked back at Cen Huiqiu with red eyes.

CEN Huiqiu knew that Tang poetry was taking care of herself, so she caught up with her and called, "poetry, you and ye'er, is it possible?"

"Don't push me any more, ma'am." Tang Shi didn't look back. After she came back, she refused to call her mother again. Once upon a time, her daughter-in-law was always the pride of Cen Huiqiu

Tang Shi raised her head. Tang Yi held her hand and turned to reply to Cen Huiqiu for her. "Madam, your love is too much for us to bear. Don't do useless work. "

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