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After hearing that, Si Shaoheng pursed his lips and didn't say anything. Sun Yuemei glanced at him and continued,

"By the way, what happened to Shaoqi? That damned brat is also restless. He was found by his parents a few days ago, and now he still dares to fight and cause trouble for me. Whose peach forest did he break? "How much is it going to cost?"

Shao Heng pursed his lips. "..." They won't let us lose money. "

"You don't want to lose money?" Sun Yuemei looked at Si Shaoheng with wide eyes. "What, what should we do then?" "Aiyo …" How on earth did I get born? You and Shaoqi are five years apart, but why is there such a huge difference in personality? When you were Shaoqi's age, you made your own world, but what about Shaoqi? He was already in university, why was he still acting like a child! Hey, whose peach forest isn't good to break? Your Uncle Zhao is the most difficult person to deal with. When you turn your face, no one will be able to do anything to him. Oh right, you haven't said anything about it, so what is the meaning of your Uncle Zhao? If we don't let him pay, what does he want to do? "

Uncle Zhao's full name was Zhao Liuqiang. He was a relative of Sun Yuemei's family. Near the Three Gorges Road, there was a plot of land with peach trees growing on it.

It was August and the peach trees were already ripe. There were always a lot of people who would go to Zhao Liuqiang's garden to steal peaches.

Sun Yuemei's second son, Si Shaorui, was one of the best peaches in this group.

Just a few days ago, when Young Master Si went to steal peach, he was not caught by Zhao Liuqiang. This time, he was unlucky, he was caught by Zhao Liuqiang during the peach stealing, and was pressed against the ground and viciously hit by the belt. As Young Master Si was a vengeful person, not only did he not change his ways after the beating, but he also teamed up with his friends and broke quite a number of Zhao Liuqiang's peach branches in the middle of the night.

The worst part was that he was caught by Zhao Liuqiang the second time. Zhao Liuqiang wanted to settle the score with Sun Yuemei in a flustered manner. Therefore, they had a conversation just now.

"He hasn't given us the specifics yet, so I'll go back and settle this matter first. I'll tell you about it when the results are out." Sun Yuemei held the clothes in her hands and said to Si Shaoheng, "Hey, okay, but don't tell your dad about this first, or else Shaoqi will be ripped off again. You change your clothes, I'll go wash it."

After exiting the room, she discovered that several cups of hot tea had appeared out of nowhere on the table. At the same time, Little Tang was sitting on the sofa, and the trash on the table had already been collected into the basket. The room had become quite tidy.

"..." Fanjuan came back? " Sun Yuemei walked over and took a sip of hot tea. Xiao Tang blinked in confusion, "Who's that?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Yuemei recalled the matter of Little Tang's amnesia and unhappily glanced at her. "Shifangjuan, Shaoheng's younger sister!"

"..." "I've never been here before." Little Tang shook her head. When Sun Yuemei heard this, she was slightly taken aback. "Then who cleaned up the table and the tea?"

At that moment, Xiao Tang answered honestly, "I poured the tea. There's hot water in the pot in the kitchen, and there's tea leaves on the table. The cups are clean, and there's a trash can under the table. I'll throw away the trash on the table …"

"…" Sun Yuemei gave Little Tang a weird look before taking another sip of her teacup. After that, she placed it on the table and prepared to wash the clothes she had changed off with Si Shaoheng.

Seeing that, Xiao Tang walked over awkwardly, and asked uncomfortably: "... Mom, can I help you wash it? "

No matter how much the other party disliked her, she was still a mother-in-law. Her status was just right there. Where was the mother-in-law washing clothes? How could a daughter-in-law like her just sit there watching the show?

Of course, he had to take the initiative.

Unexpectedly, when Sun Yuemei heard her words, she was stunned for a moment. Turning her head to look at her, she immediately took off her gloves and stood up, "That's great. Then, you should wash these clothes?"

With that, Sun Yuemei turned and left, leaving Xiao Tang standing there foolishly, struggling against the pile of dirty clothes.

While she was washing, she happened to look up and saw a single washing machine in the washroom.

She took off her gloves and hit her waist. As if she had seen her savior, she stood up and asked Sun Yuemei, "Mom, can you use this washing machine?"

Hey, why didn't you say there was a washing machine?

She could just use the washing machine, why did she have to squat down here and rub them with her hands …

Sun Yuemei glanced at her and coldly replied, "No."

"Why …" When she saw Sun Yuemei looking at her with a cold gaze, she immediately swore, "I'll use the washing machine, it won't break!"

"Heh, when you lost your memories and said that you would help me wash my clothes, you also said the same thing!" Sun Yuemei gritted her teeth in anger when she mentioned this, "But what happened in the end? In the end, you broke my washing machine! Do you know how much it cost? This time, not to mention that the washing machine has not been repaired, even if it had, you should wash it with your hands! "

So the original owner had a record...

Little Tang's face was filled with black lines … She pursed her lips and nodded before putting on her gloves bitterly. Then, she went back to washing and struggling with her clothes.

By the window in the room.

Sun Yuemei took out the clothes that Little Tang had washed and dried them. He called Si Shaofeng over to help her, and while hanging up the clothes, she stuck her head out of the room. Seeing that Little Tang was really washing the clothes, he couldn't help but twitch his lips and give her a cold look.

"Shao Heng, are you sure she really lost her memories? Don't use the excuse of amnesia to pretend to be a good person? Hmph, in the past, you were just a country bumpkin who didn't know anything. How could you change your personality now that you've lost your memories? I'll let her pretend. I want to see how many days she can pretend. "

"Mom!" Young Master Si called out to Sun Yuemei. The icy expression on his face finally relaxed, revealing a trace of helplessness. "Can you stop bickering with her?"

It wasn't that he wanted to make love to her.

If he could, he wouldn't want to get involved in the war between Little Tang and Sun Yuemei.

However, Sun Yuemei was born to be an impatient person, and was unable to tolerate many things. Furthermore, from past experience, Little Tang's character was also boastful and domineering.

Si Shaoheng was just worried. If these two people really started fighting, then would he be able to rest well on this Sunday that he finally got here?

Sun Yuemei looked at Si Shaoheng with slight dissatisfaction on her face.

"Why not? I have to think about it! In the beginning, she was the one who got married into our family. Her parents didn't even mention anything about the dowry and accepted our wedding gift for nothing. It's fine if you say that she really is a girl who knows how to work, but since she married into our family, she didn't stop to flaunt her strength in front of me all day long. Oh, now she wants to be a good person and has lost her memory just because she doesn't remember a single word, so I have to take her in as a matter of course? How could there be such a good thing? And tell me, how did she lose her memory? Did he hit a tree or something? Why did he lose his memories just by going back home? "

Shao Heng frowned as he thought about what Cheng Guo had told him. When Xiao Tang had lost her memories after sleeping, she was a little depressed. She casually made up a reason, "I'm not sure about the specifics, but I must have hurt my head."

She absolutely could not tell Sun Yuemei that Xiao Tang had lost her memories after sleeping. Otherwise, her first reaction would definitely be to think that Xiao Tang was pretending, followed by endless arguments.

Damn.