Yang Hongxing was really angry. She loved Tang Ying more than her only son, Tang Zhixuan.

Tang Ying was beautiful, tall and well-developed. She was one of the most beautiful girls in the village.

In order to make her more beautiful, no matter how tired she was, Yang Hongxing would not let her go to work.

If she got suntanned and her hands became thicker, would she still look beautiful?

In the eyes of the villagers, Tang Ying was a well-behaved, well-mannered, and well-mannered girl. Although she didn't go to work on the ground, she cleaned up the entire house, inside and out, and had good grades in school.

What was even more pleasing was that she was really beautiful, with her oval face, almond eyes, and curved eyelashes. Her skin was not as dark and fair as the other girls.

Yang Hongxing had been staring at the village chief's three sons. She loved Jing Xuan very much. She always thought that after Tang Ying graduated from high school, she would marry Jing Xuan.

The appearance was perfect, the personality was cold, and he never flirted with the flowers.

Yang Hongxing still thought that even if Jing Xuan didn't like Tang Ying, it didn't matter. There was still this year's army enlisted Jing Hua and the high school student Jing Peng.

The village chief had three sons, all of whom were so outstanding that any one of them could make a name for themselves in the village.

But now, that idiot Tang Ying actually admitted to stealing the money right in front of him. Yang Hongxing was so angry that even her lungs were hurting.

If Jing Xuan went home and told his mother and grandmother that Tang Ying had stolen money, wouldn't she be done for?

The old lady from the Jing Clan was the strongest and also very picky. However, her husband was outstanding and her sons and grandchildren were all very filial to her.

When she heard that the Jing Clan didn't like girls with dirty hands, Tang Ying panicked. With tears in her eyes, she looked at Yang Hongxing, "Mama, what do we do?" I really like Jing Peng-ge. If he knew I stole the money, he wouldn't like me. "

Yang Hongxing glared fiercely at Tang Ying, "Next time you still steal money, I'll cut off your hand!"

After cursing, Yang Hongxing finally digested Tang Ying's words. She looked at Tang Ying. Was this girl fond of Jing Peng?

Tang Ying cried, "I don't dare, Ma. I stole your money out of a sudden. On my birthday, my seatmate invited me to dinner, and sent me a dress. Today was her birthday, so I … "This is a form of courtesy..."

"What courtesy!" Yang Hongxing definitely wouldn't allow anyone to take advantage of her. She viciously scolded Tang Ying, "Your classmate gave you something, so take it. You even return the gesture, are you stupid?"

"..." Tang Ying's tears flowed profusely, causing Yang Hongxing's heart to ache for her.

"Fifty yuan, you might as well cut my flesh and give it to your classmate!"

Yang Hongxing took in a deep breath and endured the pain as she said, "Anyway, you've already spent all the money. In the future, you have to insist in front of the villagers that you didn't steal Mama's money." If they ask you where you got the money to treat your classmates to a meal, just say that you picked it up. "

Tang Ying's eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Yang Hongxing, "But …" Would Brother Jing Xuan and Jing Min believe it? "

"As long as you insist that you didn't steal the money, they will believe you. Do you really want them to think that you're a thief?" Yang Hongxing's anger suddenly rose up again. She pointed at Tang Ying's nose and scolded, "If you weren't so stupid as to admit that you stole money, the one who's being laughed at is Tang Huai!"

When Tang Ying heard this, she sobbed, "It's all Tang Huai's fault …"

Yang also felt that it was Tang Huai's fault that Tang Ying had lost face in front of Jing Xuan.

If it weren't for that bitch digging holes, would her Tang Ying have jumped in?

Anger appeared in Yang Hongxing's eyes, "In the future, I want to teach that little bitch who has no father to raise a lesson!"

Peng Jiayao snuck into Liu Xiaoyu's kitchen.

Liu Xiaoyu was resting on the bed with the little girl in her arms.

Tang Li sat in the doorway and leaned against the doorframe, sleeping.

She went into the kitchen and brought back the pot of pig's feet.

After arguing with Tang Huai, she didn't go home at all and instead squatted nearby as she stared at Tang Huai.

Seeing Tang Huai picking up pig food to feed the pigs, she smiled.

She felt around for the time and felt that she had cooked enough, so he came over and brought the pig's feet back.

When she returned home, Yang Hongxing had already finished scolding Tang Ying.

Yang Hongxing came out from her room and was stunned to see Peng Jiayao with a pot of pig's feet. "Mama, this is …"

Peng Jiayao put on the airs of an old woman, and glared fiercely at Yang Hongxing, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and take out a bowl and chopsticks to eat. If you wait for Tang Huai to come back that loser, then you won't have any food to eat! "

When Yang Hongxing heard this, she knew what was going on. This pot of meat was stolen!

Yang Hongxing quickly went to get a bowl and called her husband, her youngest daughter Tang Fei, Tang Ying, her precious son Tang Zhixuan, and Tang Peijun over for dinner.

Like starving ghosts, the family gathered around the dining table and began to eat.

Tang Huai first boiled the pig's feet with boiling water, then soaked them in cold water for a few minutes, then put in ginger, wine, orange peel, onion, soy sauce and other stew and stew.

The temperature was controlled very well, the peanuts were ripe, the pigs had gone soft, and the taste was not good. It was something Yang Hongxing and Peng Jiayao had never tasted before.

Peng Jiayao cursed as she ate, "I didn't expect that little slut's pig's feet would be so delicious."

She didn't forget to give the meat to Tang Peijun and Tang Zhixuan.

Peng Jiayao was a very mean person, but he doted on his grandson, Tang Zhixuan.

Before Tang Zhixuan was born, she was seriously ill and had to see many doctors.

After Tang Zhixuan was born, her illness had mysteriously healed.

One day, when she was playing at the Village Head's house with Tang Zhixuan, she had a fortune-telling experience. She had him calculate it for her and told her that her fortune was on her grandson …

When she thought back, she felt that the fortune-teller was very accurate. If it wasn't for Tang Zhixuan, this grandson of hers, bringing her good fortune in the world, she would have long since died of an illness.

Ever since she recovered from her illness, she rarely had a cold or a fever. She attributed all of this credit to Tang Zhixuan, who was her life's most important person.

When Tang Huai got home, she immediately went to the kitchen to see how the pig feet were doing.

The moment she entered the kitchen, the pot disappeared and her expression changed drastically!

Then, she turned around and strode towards Yang Hongxing's house!

Tang Huai rushed in, Peng Jiayao's family ate with relish.

Tang Huai carried the plate of leftover pig feet in her arms. None of them could react to what had happened.

Why did the meat plate suddenly disappear?

"Tang Huai, have you gone mad?!" Peng Jiayao was the first to react as she glared at Tang Huai and shouted, "I haven't eaten my fill yet!"

Tang Huai's eyes were like torches as she stared fixedly at the bones on the table, her entire body trembling in anger.

They had all been eaten!

There were only a few bones and gravy left on the plate!

They all ate with their mouths full of oil, while Mama and Sister were still hungry.

Tang Huai was so angry that her eyes turned red. She looked at Peng Jiayao as if she wanted to eat her.

On the other hand, Yang Hongxing and the others couldn't eat because their pig feet were being carried away by Tang Huai, so they looked at Tang Huai with hatred. They didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt about being caught sneakily eating the pig feet.

"Grandma, I also want to eat pig feet." Tang Zhixuan was still in his growing phase. His appetite was especially good and his appetite was great. He stared at the dish in Tang Huai's arms.

Peng Jiayao loved Tang Zhixuan as if he was his own daughter. When she heard that he still wanted to eat, she shouted at Tang Huai, "You silly girl, if Zhixuan wants to eat you, hurry and bring it over!"