"White flour steamed buns..." He Wenhui was a little surprised, but she was even more confused as to why these people came to the door with steamed buns.

He Wenhui's relatively calm expression made Yu Qiuhua feel very unhappy, as if he had finally invited a big show, but suddenly it rained heavily and no audience came to watch.

Yu Qiuhua maintained his identity and it was not convenient for him to teach He Wenhui a lesson, so he secretly winked at He Wenyuan.

He Wenyuan proudly raised the white flour steamed bun high: "He Wenhui, this is a steamed bun made purely from fine white flour. You haven't eaten it yet, have you?"

This is true. Lao He died relatively early, and Yu Qiuhua was not serious, so the He family had a very difficult life in Baoding.

Let alone white flour steamed buns, even if you want to have a full meal, it is not easy.

He Wenhui remained silent and continued: "He Wenhui, look, since you left our He family, we have lived a good life and eaten white flour steamed buns. Do you think we are being hindered by you?"

Already?"

After hearing this, He Wenhui finally realized that people like Emotion came eagerly to her door just to show off to her.

In the past, He Wenhui might have felt a little angry, but now she just finds it funny.

She smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Okay, I've seen it now, you can go back."

These words immediately confused Yu Qiuhua and the others.

They haven't achieved their goal yet, how can they go back?

"He Wenhui, let me see what you are eating!"

When He Wenhui wasn't paying attention, He Wenyuan ran past her and got into the house.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this time, the lid of the pot was open, and seeing some miscellaneous grains inside, He Wenyuan smiled proudly and said: "He Wenhui, when you left our house, didn't you just want to have a good life?

What about the days? Now that we have white flour steamed buns, how can you eat multi-grain porridge!"

"Yes, yes, He Wenhui, don't you regret it so much!" He Wentao also clapped his hands and said.

When He Wenhui faced these people, he just felt angry and funny.

These people are really...

"Okay, you've shown off enough, you can leave now!" He Wenhui waved her hands at a few people, as if to drive them away.

But Yu Qiuhua finally came to show off once, how could he leave so easily?

"He Wenhui, what's wrong? Even if we have nothing to do with each other, we can still be neighbors. Is this how you treat a good neighbor?"

It has to be said that Yu Qiuhua is quite capable at playing rogue, but just a few words left the always kind-hearted He Wenhui speechless.

"Yu Qiuhua, I still want to read, so I really can't receive you."

"Reading?" Yu Qiuhua then saw a textbook placed on the bench next to him.

Her face suddenly turned ugly: "He Wenhui, are you still complaining about me for not letting you go to college back then?"

He Wenhui didn't want to talk about the past things, but Yu Qiuhua was reluctant, pointing at He Wenhui's nose and said: "He Wenhui, I once told you that women can't study too much. If you have that little effort, you might as well

If you find a man to marry and you can live a good life in the future, what's the use of reading so many books!"

He Wenhui made a serious face: "Yu Qiuhua, our two families have severed ties. I don't need you to dictate my affairs."

This was the first time He Wenhui spoke to Yu Qiuhua with this attitude.

Yu Qiuhua was so angry that he was shaking all over.
Chapter completed!