Song Yan pricked up her ears and listened to the sound outside. The one she was talking about was Meng Jin's seventh daughter.

These two daughters are actually twins and the last one given birth to Song Meihua's mother-in-law. It seems that they are only in their early 20s and neither of them has married yet.

But they don’t look like each other, one looks like a father and the other looks like a mother, so it’s easier to recognize.

The whiter one is the seventh one, and the darker one is the eighth one, and that’s how Song Yan recognizes it.

Song Yan walked into the room and served each of them a bowl of soup.

After Song Meihua took the soup, she looked out.

Song Yan frowned unconsciously and said, "San Gu, you are so nervous about them. They have been nervous about you. You don't have to worry about it. Just eat here peacefully, don't care if they have eaten this meal. Anyway, you can't starve them to death if you have hunger."

Song Meihua looked down at the bowl of soup in her bowl, thought about it, and then turned back to where she was sitting.

Zhao Ranying looked at her granddaughter and had a good appetite. She felt that Song Yan could stand alone since she got married.

She ate a bowl of rice and asked Song Yan for half a bowl.

After everyone finished the meal, Ye Jue was about to clean up the dishes, but Song Yan held his hand and said, "Don't worry, I have a few words to say to my third aunt. Those people outside always have to solve the problem, otherwise, I will not agree to disturb my grandparents."

Song Yan walked to Zhao Ranying's side, sat next to her, hugged Zhao Ranying's thin arm with both hands, and looked up at her third aunt: "Aunt, I heard that you used money to buy a three-bedroom and one-living room suite before the New Year."

Song Meihua nodded, and when she talked about this, she couldn't help crying: "When I first married your third uncle, my family was poor and a broken house. Your third uncle liked to bet. If I hadn't been in charge of his money, I wouldn't even be able to raise my children now. Now that life is getting better, he will start to take people out. So, the mother, seeing me quarrel with his son, I will also intervene in and disturb the situation."

"Who told you to marry such a person? I told you that this man cannot marry. Even if he has the ability to make money, a person who loves to gambling... cannot save money and destroy his family." Song Jiang suddenly yelled at his daughter.

When her mother-in-law said in front of him that Song Meihua was not, Song Jiang didn't say a word.

He just wanted Song Meihua to see clearly what the hell was she married?

"Stop scolding your daughter. You have given birth to five children. Why do you still mention what you did back then?" Zhao Ranying turned around and glared at Song Jiang fiercely.

Song Meihua silently wiped her tears. When she didn't quarrel with her husband, she felt that life was OK and she was happy.

But once the family started to make trouble, just like the current one, she felt that she could not live this life.

But there are not many days of comfort.

Song Yan was not in a hurry. Thinking of the two daughters around her third aunt, they were pretty good-looking, and they were twenty years old. It was time to talk about marriage. If her two daughters made any bad rumors at this critical moment, their Zhao family would have suffered a lot.

"My uncle, they dare not make a big deal. Moreover, as long as the third aunt is tougher, it will be a good ending." Song Yan's eyes were filled with cunning light, and Ye Jue only thought it was cute in his eyes.
Chapter completed!