The Almighty Wife explodes

"Don't care about those details! Let's unpack the courier first, unpack the courier!" Meng Haoyu ran for three or four times and lay down, exhausted, before moving all the couriers into the living room.

He unpacked it with joy, while the other three people watched beside him.

"Break it down!"

As soon as the outer packaging was opened, the whole picture of the contents inside was revealed, and the next moment, Meng Jiancheng roared.

"Who did it, who did it!"

Meng Yao, who was sleeping with the door closed upstairs, heard the angry roar.

She turned around uneasily, what happened again!
She got up impatiently, put on her flip flops, and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Meng Jiancheng's face was ashen.

And Meng Haoyu's naivety seemed to be unable to see Meng Jiancheng's eyes that were as dark as the bottom of a pot, so he happily put the posthumous photo taken out of the express box in front of Meng Jiancheng.

Then continue to unpack the courier at the door.

"Who is so wicked, I will give you a posthumous photo for my husband!" Liu Mei looked shocked and angry.

At this time, Meng Haoyu raised his head and added, "It's not just my dad who left me with a posthumous photo."

"Ok?"

Hearing his words, several people looked down at him one after another.

Meng Haoyu excitedly took out a new posthumous photo.

"This courier unpacks the photos of your mother!"

Liu Mei's eyes went dark, her lips trembled.

I don't know if it's because of the fact that the photo was taken, or because of Meng Haoyu's lack of heart, who happily put the photo in front of her.

"Meng Haoyu! What's the matter with you, throw this kind of thing away quickly!" Meng Qingya put her hands on her hips, with a disgusted expression on her face.

However, behind her words.

Meng Haoyu took out another photo from another package.

His face was full of excitement, he held the photo in his hand and said to Meng Qingya: "Second Sister, you have it too!"

Meng Qingya looked at the black and white posthumous photos, her eyes were dark, and her smile was forced and old-fashioned, as if she was mechanically smiling like a puppet.

Immediately, I felt panicked, and goosebumps appeared.

"Meng Haoyu! You threw it away!" she screamed.

Meng Haoyu turned a deaf ear to her words, "Why did you throw it away? It's so interesting. I'll look for it again and see if I can find mine."

In the end, he found Meng Yao's, but not his own.

Meng Haoyu looked disappointed.

"What do you mean, why do you all have them, but I don't!" He hummed unwillingly.

Liu Mei gave him a nod at once, and said angrily.

"Dare to feel that this has become a glorious thing? Seeing your own posthumous photos is so unlucky, we all avoid it, but you still want to receive posthumous photos, are you out of your mind!"

Meng Haoyu covered his head.

"Isn't it just a posthumous photo? Why do you have such a big reaction?"

"Why not, who did this? Such a disgusting person. Let's call the police!" Liu Mei said with a firm face.

While she was speaking, she glanced at the stairs from the corner of her eye.

Naturally, he also saw Meng Yao standing there.

Immediately, guesses grew like saplings in spring.

Liu Mei's eyes widened, she pointed at Meng Yao.

"Does this matter have something to do with you!"

But for all good things, Liu Mei felt that her daughter did it, but for all bad things, Liu Mei felt that it must be the fault of that bastard Meng Yao.

Meng Yao raised her eyebrows.

She smiled lightly, her voice was determined and teasing, "I really didn't expect you to find out so soon."