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The second aunt's face was full of cynicism.

"His second aunt, you don't understand! You need makeup to be on TV, so it's different from usual! I heard that it can beautify your face, and you can change your appearance! Haha!"

The third aunt continued, with disdain on her face, she couldn't help laughing after she finished speaking.

Zeng Juxian's father died early, and these relatives have always looked down on his family.

Before Zeng Juxian graduated from school, he unexpectedly joined a TV station.

Everyone was so jealous that they had already made up their minds to establish a good relationship with his family and find a good job for their children in the future.

These seven aunts and eight aunts stayed in front of the TV last night, waiting anxiously.

But I didn't expect that the male host was not Zeng Juxian at all.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, happier than they won 20.

Last night, she kept calling Zengmu and Zeng Qianrou in turn, sarcastically and mockingly.

And today, he came to the door very early in the morning, just as he was about to continue to taunt him, he did not expect Zeng Juxian to come back.

Isn't this more enjoyable than shooting at his mother and sister?
Zeng Mu had a kind personality, although she was a little angry, she couldn't bear to turn against her relatives.

Zeng Qianrou didn't care so much, her face was gloomy, and she said angrily: "San Gu, are you going too far?"

The third aunt said angrily: "You are a junior, you just talk to the elders like this? Do your Zeng family know how to be polite?"

Zeng's mother stretched out her hand to pull Zeng Qianrou, not to let her speak again, but Zeng Qianrou pushed her mother's hand away.

Zeng Qianrou looked at Sangu and sneered, "Are you an elder?"

"As an elder, you have to look like an elder!"

"Did you talk like that?"

"A mouth full of cynicism!"

"We have been living under your eyes and ridicule since we were young!"

"Xiao Xian entered the TV station as an intern after graduation. You were all so angry at that time, didn't you?"

"I didn't expect that the mud that you have been trampling under your feet is going to turn over?"

"Now that Xiaoxian is not the host, why are you here to watch the fun again?"

"You...you..." Sangu was furious, but she couldn't speak.

She was very thick-skinned, and her expression didn't change at all.

Everyone stared at Zeng Qianrou angrily, and then stared at Zeng's mother and Zeng Juxian's mother and son fiercely.

This kind of thing has never been broken before, and now I feel a little embarrassing.

"This girl is really uneducated!" A dark-faced middle-aged man next to the coffee table scolded, who was the uncle of Zeng Juxian and Zengmu. "We are here for your family!"

"My words are a bit harsh!"

"Our old Liu's family, the ancestral grave has no smoke at all, and there can't be any big stars or hosts. How good is it to find a job honestly?"

"It doesn't matter if you can't be a host, but you are so young to lie and love vanity!"

The uncle looked like he hated iron but not steel.

"It is! It is!"

"My son is now delivering food, and it costs five or six thousand a month, which can't be spent! I also found a girlfriend who is a restaurant waiter!" Sangu was triumphant.

"My Xiaoshan works in a factory, and it costs seven or eight thousand a month!"

The second aunt was not to be outdone.

"My Xiaogang works as a driver for a big boss, and he earns five or six thousand a month!" the uncle said proudly.

"My Yuqin is doing an internship in the hospital, and she will become a nurse when she becomes a full-time employee! Three or four thousand a month, as long as it's enough for him to spend himself! What do girls do with so much money?" Second Aunt couldn't help showing off.

Everyone was chattering, constantly comparing the work and income of their sons and daughters.

He couldn't stop looking at Zeng Juxian with a smile on his face.

"As a human being, you should keep your feet on the ground!"

"Even if I go to the construction site to move bricks, I can still earn 100 yuan a day..."

Zeng Mu and Zeng Qianrou were trembling with anger.

No matter how weak the great mother was, she would never allow them to insult her son face to face.

She took a step forward and was about to reprimand everyone.

But Zeng Juxian stopped her. He looked at his uncle and smiled faintly.

"Uncle, maybe your Liu family's ancestral grave didn't emit green smoke, but it doesn't mean my family didn't!"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which made everyone speechless.

There was silence in the living room.

As a junior, this is indeed too much.

"You... bastard..."

The uncle was so angry for a long time before he cursed.

Everyone glared and was about to scold them one after another.

Zeng Mu didn't want her son to be insulted, so she walked up to her son and said, "Xiao Xian, what are you doing back? Hurry up and leave!"