Mr. Lu, I am pregnant with your little ancestor

Mother An took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Anyway, this is your family's business. It has nothing to do with our family. The ancestral home will definitely not be sold. But you said it yourself at the beginning. It is the property of our old An family. Even if you die, Can’t be sold, I remember every word clearly.”

An Qi guessed that her mother must have felt particularly relieved when she said this.

As the saying goes, leave a thin line in your life so that you can meet each other easily in the future.

When others are in trouble, if you add insult to injury, don't expect others to lend a helping hand to you in the future.

The aunt's mouth felt as if she had been stung by a wasp, almost crooked to the base of her ears. She quickly winked at the old lady and asked her to speak.

The old lady said: "How can a family be so vindictive? Your two children have come to Longcheng to develop, and you and Jianguo will also come to join them in the future. Sooner or later, the ancestral home will be sold. Now that it is sold, please help Xiao Ke, what's wrong? As an aunt, shouldn't you help him? "

An's mother sneered: "If we really hold grudges, how can we serve you? I think back then, you just ignored the newborn An Jianguo because the fortune teller said nonsense, and you wished he would die. That milk is all He even refused to feed An Jianguo a bite to his five-year-old uncle. If it weren’t for the old lady, how could An Jianguo have survived to this day? He has never enjoyed the blessing of being a mother like you, all he has enjoyed is the blessing of the old lady. .”

She paused and continued: "Back then, when he was admitted to college, you refused to allow him to go to school. Fortunately, the old lady came forward to support him and he was able to successfully complete college. When we divided the ancestral home, you wanted us to spend money , but they don’t want to allocate houses to us. It was the old lady who made the decision and made the most reasonable allocation of the ancestral home. This ancestral house was handed over directly from the old lady to the Jianguo brothers and has nothing to do with you. "

The old lady's face turned green and white. "It's all about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Why are you bringing it up?"

"Then let's talk about it now." An's mother has been holding it in her heart for two years, and now she has to spit it out!

This is called preemptive strike!

"Anran is also your grandson, right? Did you care about him when he was sick? You gave An Xiaoke all your pension to play games and buy equipment, but you were reluctant to pay any medical expenses for Anran, and asked us to give up treatment. Did you treat us Have you ever treated him like a descendant?"

The old lady was speechless and could only pretend to be dead, clutching her chest, gasping for breath, pretending to be sick, "Are you going to make me angry to death? I can give my money to whoever I want, I will If I like Xiaoke, I am willing to give him money, and you have nothing to do with it."

An Qi poured her a cup of tea and smiled slightly, "Grandma, please calm down, we don't want your money. Since my cousin wants to buy a house, we still have to give her appropriate support. The notarization was clearly written at the beginning, one or two The building belongs to our family, the third and fourth floors belong to my uncle’s family, the fifth floor is for my aunt, and the sixth floor belongs to everyone. If the uncle wants to sell his part, he can sell it, and we won’t stop him. Is that okay?”

The eldest aunt curled her lips and said, "People are interested in the prosperous shop on the first floor. How much can it cost to sell it upstairs?"

An Qi smiled and said, "The first floor belongs to our house. If it is sold, the money will be ours. Besides, my dad and aunt are opening a shop together. If it is sold, will you pay for the loss?"

The eldest aunt snorted: "You are going to marry a wealthy family. Why do your family still care about this little money? Why don't you give Xiaoke the money from selling the house to help him?"

An Xiaoke sat next to him and was impatient for a long time. "I don't care. I want to buy a house anyway. If you don't sell my ancestral home, give me the money."

Mrs. An quickly touched his head and comforted him like a child, "Don't worry, dear, grandma will find a way for you."

An Qi and Xia Yan looked at each other, speechless.

This is a giant baby, spoiled and spoiled.