Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

"Hehe, Zhengwei, take Huazi to wash your hands first, and grandma will take out the food now."

Mrs. Liu said with a smile, her loving eyes followed the two little figures as they prepared dinner nimbly.

"Brother, how did I do this time?" An Zhenghua happily asked An Zhengwei for credit, and wanted to hear his praise.

"You did a good job this time, and you didn't disappoint my brother. Now let's see how grandma vents her anger on us."

An Zhengwei praised him generously.

"Hee hee, teach me what I don't do well in the future, Hua Zi will learn hard, and I won't make you angry again, brother."

An Zhenghua has also noticed that his brother has been ignoring him recently. Although he doesn't know why, he still understands that he should please him.

"You must listen to me more in the future. Brother is not an outsider, so he won't harm you."

An Zhengwei was very satisfied with his actions, and his tone of voice seemed a little more friendly.

"Hua Zi has only one elder brother now, who will he listen to if he doesn't listen to you?" An Zhenghua said a little sadly, different from the emotions he deliberately pretended when facing Liu Shi just now, this time he really felt sad with.

"Hua Zi, remember, our Xiaoyan suffered misfortune because of An Xiaolan's lowly hoof. We must unite with the outside world and seek justice for Xiaoyan."

An Zhengwei always believed that An Xiaoyan's incident was related to An Xiaolan. Although he saved his sister's life when he met her that day, he still believed that it was related to her, but suffered from lack of evidence.

"Okay, brother, I will obey you and seek justice for the second sister."

An Zhenghua kept these words firmly in his heart, not daring to relax in the slightest.

While they were having dinner, Mrs. Liu rushed out the door, preparing to go to An Xiaolan's house.

Just a few steps away from Mrs. Liu's door, Mr. An met Mr. An when he came back with a hoe on his shoulder.

"Stop, where are you going?"

"Hmph! Where are you going? Your precious grandson hurt my grandson, what do you think?"

Liu Shi still felt overwhelmed with anger, and she has not recovered from that slap until now.

"What are you talking about! My grandson, your grandson, what's going on?"

For the past two days, Mr. An has been listening to her harsh words, and he is also a little angry.

"Okay, then listen, An Zhengming hurt Huazi at school, his face was scratched, and when he got home, he was crying and screaming in pain, Zhengwei wanted to drag their siblings to confess to me, ho! Who knew that a little bastard would be brought up to bully Zhengwei brothers together! Let me tell you, An Dali, don't try to stop me in this matter, if you don't show some color to this dead wild, it's really lawless."

Mrs. Liu said the words to death directly, just to prevent Mr. An from interceding with An Xiaolan's siblings.

"How did this happen? All right, you can go, I'll go with you."

Mr. An was afraid that Mrs. Liu would go crazy and ignore it, and it would not be appropriate to hurt anyone at that time.

"No need, I can handle it myself, so as not to feel distressed seeing me bullying your grandchildren."

Mrs. Liu snorted coldly, and walked straight past Mr. An.

"Stop for me."

Mr. An's face turned ashen, and the hoe on his shoulder was also thrown on the ground.

"What are you doing? You want to beat me again?"

Seeing this, Mrs. Liu's eyelids twitched, but she still insisted on speaking.

"You can't talk well, can you? Well, you are angry now, I won't tell you, either you go home now, or go with me, you have to think clearly about the choice."

Since the last incident, Mr. An's words have become more and more rigid.