The Deng Family Incident (Part 1) "Hey, why do you say that? No matter what you do, you have to eat first, right? I'm just afraid that you won't be able to get used to our country people's food..." Ling Wensheng's face turned red.

, even though Xiao Yang is a servant, he also lives in the city. I don’t know if he is used to eating.

"How could it be? I..."

"That's enough, Third Brother, why don't you go quickly!" Ling Wensheng carried the bag and followed Xiao Yang into the yard.

"Dad, you are back!" Mrs. Wang was cooking in the kitchen at this time. The third child came over and told her that there were guests today. After steaming the corn rice, she took the time to come over and take a look.

"Mother, this child is staying at our house tonight. You, go and cook!" Ling Wensheng pointed to Xiao Yang beside him and said to Mrs. Wang.

"Hello, madam!" Xiao Yang nodded and said hello to Mrs. Wang.

Mr. Wang was at a loss when Xiao Yang called her that. After so many years, no one has called him Mrs. This...

"Xiao Yang, didn't I tell you? You don't want to call me father anymore. It's better now. You call me madam again. Look, it scares my mother! Where do we country people come from so many rules? You just call me madam.

Just uncle and aunt!" Ling Tianyang looked at Wang with a smile.

Xiao Yang was extremely embarrassed by Ling Tianyang's words. When he came here, his master told him to have a good relationship with this family, but they were too...that's what it was, which made him extremely embarrassed.

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"That's right, your name is Xiao Yang? We are just farmers. There are so many rules. Why do you think you are so restrictive if you call us too?" Wang, who has a more cheerful temperament, said to Xiao Yang with a smile.

"Then I'm offended, uncle, aunt, Xiao Yang for disturbing me."

"Don't bother me, wait a minute, we'll eat." Wang said and walked to the kitchen.

"Mom, let me help you!" Ling Tianyang turned around and went into the inner room, took out the fresh pork he bought today from the bag, and followed Wang into the kitchen.

Ling Tianyang's house was very lively today, and so was Bajiao Nest. Now every household was talking about the carriage at the door of Ling Tianyang's house, and even worse, it came directly to the door.

No, they had just finished eating, and the family went to the yard to enjoy the shade with Xiao Yang, when they saw Mrs. Deng slowly walking in. Ling Wensheng stood up quickly when he saw Mrs. Deng, "Mom, why are you here?"

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"I, I came here to take a look. It seems your father dropped the sickle at your house that day. I, we have to cut the rice tomorrow." Deng lowered her head guiltily, and the hunchback on her back became more obvious, like a lump.

Like it was stuck to her back.

Hearing Deng's words, Ling Tianyang's eyes flashed with anger. Her cheap grandma's favorite thing to do is to come to your house to look for her things, and she does so very confidently, often to the point of angering people to death.

"Oh, mother, come and see if any of these sickles belong to my father?" Ling Wensheng took Deng to the kitchen. Their sickles, backpacks and other household items were all placed in the kitchen.

"No, boss, go ahead and take a look." Deng glanced at Xiao Yang who stood up, "You are a guest from the county, right? We farmers have nothing to entertain you, so don't dislike it.

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Ling Wensheng is now in a dilemma. Xiao Yang is a guest, and Mrs. Deng is his mother. Ling Tianyang said coldly, "Humph", her grandmother is getting more and more shameless. It's none of your business whether you dislike someone in their house. What a piece of shit.
Chapter completed!