Abandoning my husband and son, I raised my six daughters to live happily

When Meng Yourong saw the people from the troupe sitting down, she turned around and prepared to go back.

After walking a few steps, I was stopped again by Mrs. Meng.

Old Mrs. Meng looked sideways at the people in the troupe, pulled her and whispered.

"Why are the people from the troupe here too? There wasn't enough braised pork in the first place, but now it's even worse."

"My mother invited them here. Grandma, please keep your voice down. People will see how bad it is later."

Meng Yourong remembered that what she was about to say to her grandma was interrupted, so she quickly explained.

"Grandma, don't worry. There will be other braised food at the back, which will definitely be enough. Sit down quickly and don't worry about it."

Mrs. Meng's first reaction was not to be happy, but to frown and ask.

"Anything else?"

Meng Yourong was a little puzzled.

Grandma just kept saying that there are too many people and there is too little braised food. Aren’t you just afraid that there won’t be enough food?

Now that she has said that there are other braised vegetables that will definitely be enough to eat, why does grandma react like this?

She nodded confusedly.

"Yes, I just marinated the minced pork with green peppers, and I'm doing the other stuff. I guess it's done by now."

Old Mrs. Meng sighed after hearing this and lowered her voice to complain.

"I really don't know what your mother is thinking. It's okay to feed those who come to help. It's not good to make people hungry. But if the people in the troupe are working, why should they come to eat and drink?"

she said again.

"You can eat noodles with soy sauce, but you still have to make a few kinds of braised noodles. Your mother doesn't know how to live at all. She only knows how to mess around when she has a little money."

Meng Yourong couldn't see anyone saying anything bad about her mother, not even her grandmother.

She subconsciously defended her mother and sighed.

"Grandma, don't talk about my mother like that. There must be a reason for my mother to do this."

She was afraid that her grandma would misunderstand her mother, so she explained according to her own understanding.

"Mom didn't invite them to our house to eat noodles for no reason. The noodles we cooked in the morning were all borrowed from the theater troupe. Just because they helped us save a lot of time and effort in cooking."

After hearing this, Mrs. Meng was still not very happy. She curled her lips and said nothing.

Upon seeing this, Meng Yourong continued, "And my sixth sister will soon recognize the people from the troupe as my masters. From now on, when we are no longer with our sixth sister, we still hope that my sixth sister will be better, so our whole family is treating the troupe during this period." The people are very polite.”

what?

Lao Liu wants to be a disciple of the people in the troupe, so he wants to follow the people in the troupe.

How come she doesn't know anything about this?

"What do you say?"

Old Mrs. Meng's eyes were as wide as bells, and she suddenly screamed.

For a moment, many curious eyes were turned towards them.

After saying that, she stumbled towards the cooking place.

Meng Yourong watched her grandma leave angrily. She could only turn around and face the embarrassing situation her grandma had given her.

She waved her hands and smiled to lighten the mood.

"It's okay. You guys eat first. There will be other braised food later. They'll be here soon."

After saying that, she left as if running away.

She walked and thought.

Did she say something wrong?

Why was grandma so angry just now?

Don't start a fight on such a good day, she has to go and see it quickly.

At the same time, Old Mrs. Meng had already walked to where Meng Anyu and the others were cooking.

In order to facilitate the processing of dried meat, more than a dozen stoves were set up in the open space next to the factory. At this time, large pots had been set up on top, and Meng Anyu and the others were busy working next to the stoves.

Old Mrs. Meng looked around and didn't see Meng Suisui, so she asked.

"Where is your mother? What has she done?"

Several people were a little confused when they saw Old Mrs. Meng looking so angry.

Meng Anyu shook his head and said.

"I don't know. I didn't see her. Isn't she over there eating?"

"No, I thought your mother came to your place."

Old Mrs. Meng shouted into the air as she spoke.

"Meng Suisui, come out quickly. If you don't explain to me clearly, I won't be able to spare you!"

Something was cooking in the pot, and Meng Anyu was at a loss for what to do, so she winked at Meng Ruoxi, the second child.

"Go and ask what's going on, and advise grandma not to let her shout like that."

The place where they cook is not far from the place where the table is set for dinner. If you shout so loudly, you will definitely hear it.

Meng Ruoxi nodded, walked over quickly and asked warmly.

"Grandma, please calm down first, don't get so angry that you get so angry. If you have anything to do, please tell me."

The fourth, fifth and sixth children also followed.

The fourth child echoed after hearing this.

"Yes, grandma, don't be angry, today is a great day for our family to open."

Lao Liu also quickly hugged his grandma's legs and acted coquettishly.

"Grandma, don't be angry, Xingchu will feel sorry for you."

Old Mrs. Meng lowered her head and glanced at Meng Xingchu, her expression softened.

She slowly squatted down, touched Meng Xingchu's head and asked.

"I heard that your mother wants you to leave with the people from the theater troupe. Is this true?"

Meng Xingchu saw that there was something wrong with his grandma's expression and guessed that this was probably the reason for her anger.

She didn't know whether she should tell the truth or not, and subconsciously looked at Meng Ruoxi standing next to her.

This scene happened to be seen by old Mrs. Meng. She stretched out her hand to straighten Meng Xingchu's little head and said with a straight face.

"What are you doing to see your second sister? Didn't you hear grandma ask you?"

Mom never said that she couldn’t tell her grandma about her apprenticeship to learn Errenzhuan.

Meng Xingchu hesitated and decided to tell the truth.

She nodded.

"it is true."

Before she finished speaking, Old Meng Mrs. Meng suddenly stood up.

"Damn it, I knew your mother didn't hold it in well. I thought she had gotten better before, but she was different from before, but now it seems she is not at all."

She cursed angrily.

"How cruel do you think you are to sell such a young child to a theater troupe? How could a mother like her be willing to do so!"

Meng Yourong hurried over and happened to see this scene.

She was confused for a moment.

What does it mean to sell a child to a theater troupe? Did grandma misunderstand something? Or is there something she doesn't know?

She subconsciously looked at Meng Ruoxi and saw Meng Ruoxi mouthing to ask her if she knew where her mother had gone. She shook her head and said she didn't know.

Meng Ruoxi sighed and took a step forward.

"Grandma, don't get me wrong. My mother didn't sell Lao Liu to the troupe. Lao Liu just went to the master to learn singing duets."

Old Mrs. Meng was so angry that she couldn't listen to anything.

She was so upset that she didn't like anyone.

When she heard that Meng Ruoxi still spoke for Meng Suisui at such a time, she subconsciously retorted.

"What did I misunderstand? I didn't misunderstand!",

"Don't speak for your mother. When I see her, see if I can break her legs!"

Old Mrs. Meng said fiercely.

It was the first time the children saw their grandma so angry, and they were so frightened that they dared not speak anymore.

At this time, a strong female voice reached my ears.

"Whose leg are you going to break?"

Hearing the sound, several people subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

Meng Suisui was seen walking towards them with steady steps.

Meng Suisui walked up to Old Mrs. Meng, pointed at herself and asked.

"Is it mine?" She slightly frowned her delicate eyebrows, her tone helpless, "Mom, how did I offend you again?"