The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

Wan Zisu was so angry that she almost got a stitch in her side.

She is obviously the same age as Lan Youyi, so how come she is a grandmother?

Still in your seventies or eighties?

She almost rolled her eyes.

Lan Youyi almost laughed out loud.

She held Meng Wantang's hand and corrected him in a very gentle tone: "Wan, you misunderstood. This is not your grandmother, but your third aunt."

"Oh, my third aunt has a very unique aesthetic. The clothes I brought don't quite match her aesthetic." Meng Wantang shook her head regretfully.

She saw someone coming out of the house from behind, so she said, "Mom, who is this?"

"Your great aunt."

When Lan Youyi saw Fang Qiao, the expression on her face became less calm.

On the contrary, she was smiling a little bit.

Not very obvious.

Fang Qiao's hair was neatly combed into a big braid behind her head, revealing her palm-sized face. She was not so delicate, but gave people a very kind feeling.

"Youyi, you're back? This is Qingye, right? He looks quite like his uncle." Fang Qiao said as she came up to him. She looked at Meng Wantang, then at the three children in front of her, "You are indeed blessed with a good future. Look at these children, they are so well-grown."

Meng Wantang keenly noticed that Fang Qiao's attitude towards her was a little cold.

She didn't care and pretended to be sensible and stood beside Lan Youyi.

At this time, other members of the Lu family arrived late.

Men, women, young and old, including children, came out in a crowd.

They all stood in the yard, looking at their family as if they were watching a peep show. Meng Wantang was not afraid of being looked at, she just thought it was funny.

She finally understood why Lan Youyi was unwilling to come.

If it were her, she wouldn't want to come over when she saw those people looking at her with rejection in their eyes, either overtly or covertly.

"Why do I feel like they don't welcome us?" Meng Wantang asked Lan Youyi in a low voice.

"You're right, they just don't welcome us."

Lan Youyi took a deep breath and instantly entered combat mode.

Every time she came to the Lu family, she would fall seriously ill after returning.

"Zhennan, this is your son, right? He looks so much like you. What's your name?" The old man walking in front asked Lu Qingye with a smile.

"Lu Qingye."

"It's a good name. But, it seems that this is not the name your father gave you before. Did you choose this name after you came back? Or did you choose it at your adoptive parents' house?" The old man turned to Lu Zhennan without waiting for Lu Qingye to speak and said, "Zhennan, this is what you are wrong about. The child was lost and then adopted. This name was used by someone else. Now that he has been found, you should change it to his original name. Why do you keep using this name?"

Lu Zhennan frowned and said in a low voice: "Uncle, the name Qingye was originally given to this child by me. The family that adopted this child happened to have the same surname as us. So we used this name."

The old man was very surprised.

Lu Qingye thought the old man would be very embarrassed, but he didn't expect the expression on the old man's face to return to normal in an instant.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a fate." The old man sighed and looked at Lu Qingye, "Forget this name."

The old man spoke half of his words and kept the other half to himself. He also looked Meng Wantang up and down with an extremely critical look.

Meng Wantang felt that there were only two words written in the old man's eyes: disdain.

Hey!

It’s really infuriating.

They stood at the door for a long time before entering the house.

So many people were crowded in one room, there was no place to sit. And many of them were old, so they sat together on the kang. There were also a few male elders sitting on the chairs below. All the women stood aside, serving tea and water and helping to get food and so on.

It was Meng Wantang's first visit, and everyone should have paid attention to her, but in the end, everyone seemed to have ignored her.

Not only her, but even her three children were not welcomed.

Meng Wantang glanced at Lu Qingye, and Lu Qingye happened to turn around and look at her, and their eyes met.

Meng Wantang saw the meaning in his eyes, which was to wait a moment.

Since you have gone home to recognize your relatives, you should do it well and talk about it later.

"Are you feeling disappointed?" Lan Youyi suddenly asked Meng Wantang.

Meng Wantang curled her lips, with a slight smile on her lips.

"good."

"good?"

Lan Youyi looked confused.

"Their attitude means we don't have to come here anymore." Meng Wantang is not someone who can be easily bullied. She raised her wrist and looked at the time. "Half an hour has passed since I got off the bus. During this half hour, only my aunt said a few words to me. Her attitude seemed friendly, but in fact, she looked down on me. As for the others, it was as if they didn't see us. It's okay if they didn't see me. But my son's surname is also Lu, and they ignored my son. If that's the case, why did they ask us to come here to recognize our relationship?"

Meng Wantang sneered: "Are they deliberately trying to intimidate me so that I will have to serve them like a grandson in the future?"

As she spoke, she looked to the side and saw an empty chair, so she quickly took it and placed it in front of Lan Youyi.

"Mom, you're not feeling well, sit down quickly."

Before Lan Youyi could react, Meng Wantang pushed her down on the chair.

They had been in the car for such a long time that Lan Youyi wanted to stand for a while, but she had already stood for a long time and was still a little tired.

It's nice to sit down and rest.

Meng Wantang saw someone standing up and took a chair over. Gousheng and Goudan followed suit. Soon they both had seats.

Meng Wantang held Xiaopang in her arms and sat in the corner, watching the messy crowd. She also grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started cracking them while watching the fun.

Wan Zisu and her men deliberately ignored Lan Youyi and her mother-in-law.

When she thought of Lan Youyi, she went to look for her privately. When she turned around, she saw Lan Youyi in the corner.

Lan Youyi's state was different from every time she came before. Now, she was sitting there very comfortably, chatting with her daughter-in-law.

I don't know what the two of them were talking about, but they actually started laughing.

What’s even more abominable is that she actually still has the mood to eat melon seeds.

So angry.

"Second sister-in-law, what are you doing? Our mother has been busy in the house for so long, and you don't even bring your daughter-in-law over to take a look and help her."

Wan Zisu has a loud voice, and everyone in the room looked at Lan Youyi, as if Lan Youyi was very ignorant.

Lan Youyi's face turned red all of a sudden, not because of shyness, but because of anger.

Meng Wantang grabbed her hand and asked with a smile, "This... um, Third Aunt? My mother is not in good health and cannot go into the kitchen. How about I go by myself?"