Daily Life of the Reborn Daughter

Shen Liangwei sneered in her heart, let's see, Sheng Mien fights Mi Chou, how much did they take from him? Take it all right and for granted, as if everything she owns should belong to them originally.

If you don't want to give it yourself, you are ignorant and unfilial. It's simply outrageous!

Shen Liangyue didn't care, he had to make a fuss.

She felt that everything went wrong today. Shen Liangwei, a little slut, bullied herself because of her grandmother's love. She had to pull back a game no matter what she said, and she couldn't be bullied like this for nothing.

The old lady Shen was so angry at Shen Liangwei, and upset by Shen Liangyue's crying, she scolded in a deep voice: "Okay, shut up, calm down!"

Shen Liangyue shuddered with fright, bit her lip and didn't dare to cry.

For a while, even Shen Liangrong lowered her eyebrows.

Grandmother is the god of the house. She has severe attacks, and no one dares not to listen.

At this time, the only person who dares to talk and laugh in front of her is Shen Hongqi, the second son of the mansion, and only he is the heart of Old Shen Furen.

Maybe it's because Shen Hongqi's talent is known far and wide, and his intelligence is extraordinary. Madam Shen thinks that he will be able to shine on the lintel in the future and lead the Shen family to a higher peak, right?

People in the Fuzhong all said that the second son's talent is much stronger than that of the third son, but it's a pity that the second son worked so hard that he was so weak that he missed two exams.

In the year that the third son participated in the exam, the second son did not participate due to illness. Otherwise, where would he be able to get the third son's first flower and stand out in the limelight? Second Young Master that is the talent of the champion!

Old Shen Furen resisted the irritability that was about to stir in her heart, and forced a kind expression on her face, "If Wei Er likes this bracelet, then keep it. Go back and ask your third sister to go to your place and choose something else, sister. If you want to be in harmony and friendship, it will be bad if you have troubles."

Glancing at Shen Liangrong, Mrs. Shen added another sentence: "Rong'er is also going. Your sisters can talk and talk well and get close!"

Shen Liangwei didn't even bother to complain, and this grandmother who was so generous to others said it was natural, and no one was there anymore.

"Grandma, then we'll go back first." Shen Liangwei got up.

The old lady Shen just assumed that Shen Liangwei had agreed, her frown finally loosened, and she nodded with a smile: "Go, go, your sisters, talk."

In the end, she is a thirteen-year-old girl who doesn't care much, and there are things she likes very much that she is reluctant to give to others.

Shen Liangrong also rejoiced, and immediately resigned with a smile and saluted, pulling Shen Liangyue, who was still a little unhappy, to go with Shen Liangwei.

Their sisters and the maids they followed had all gone, and it was only then that the timid nine-year-old Shen Liangxin was revealed.

Madam Shen was startled, and then ordered the nurse: "Take girl Xin back."

Shen Liangxin took back the envious look in her eyes, she was very winking at a young age, she saluted respectfully, and followed the nurse to step back.

When Mrs. Shen was pregnant with her, she was looking forward to being a son almost crazy - she couldn't help but don't look forward to it. Her parents' father died, and her elder brother couldn't be depended on if he didn't have it. The husband's concubine, Concubine Zhou, had already given birth to two concubines.

I don't want to, but I was born as a daughter.

Mrs. Shen San was extremely disappointed and sad.

Of course he didn't want to see her.

In addition, the stomach has not moved in these years, and he is even more angry with her. When I see her, I can't help but think, if she is a son, it would be great.