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Don't Mess with this Son-in-Law

Chapter: 791

Seeing that the painting was almost done, Hao Hao closed the lid of the watercolor pen and looked at his grandma proudly and said, “Grandma, grandma, do you think my painting looks good?”
The aunt rubbed her grandson’s head, then looked at Yu Sheng’s pants, and smiled: “It looks good, my good grandson is the best. It looks better than what you usually draw on paper!”
In the process of the two chatting, they didn’t even glance at Yu Sheng, as if they didn’t think he existed, and felt that all this was justified.
The rest of my life was not angry, but just smiled, then looked at the aunt and said, “Aunty, you see that my pants are really tricky! Watercolor pens, chewing gum, saliva and other messy things can’t be washed off even if you wash them. of.”
The aunt glanced at Yu Sheng and said coldly: “You can’t ask for your pants. Does it have anything to do with me? If you can’t ask for it, just throw it away!”
The smile on Yu Sheng’s face became stronger, and he reminded: “Mother, you seem to have forgotten it? Your grandson painted all my pants!”
“Who saw it? Who saw the painting by my grandson? Don’t make false accusations.” The aunt obviously didn’t want to admit it, and she was a little unhappy in her heart because of her reluctance for the rest of her life.
“But the two of us are close together, except for your grandson, is it possible that you painted it?” Yu Sheng still had a thunderous smile on his face.
Auntie, she didn’t go to see Yu Sheng at all this time, she just hugged her grandson in her arms as if nothing had happened.
“Auntie, this is your fault. I just saw your grandson scribble on this little brother’s pants and stick chewing gum.” A man not far from their seat was embarrassed.
In the previous flight attendant incident, he also helped to speak and condemned the aunt.
Now someone sees it. It’s not easy for the aunt to get through. She looks at Yu Sheng with a bitter expression and asks: “Why don’t my grandson get a pair of your pants dirty? How much is a pair of pants worth? You have to go with a child. Careful, petty, you deserve to be poor for a lifetime.”
Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and smiled: “What you said is wrong. It’s really just a pair of pants, but it’s really worth a little money. It’s impossible to forget it. After all, I’m just a pauper, this one. Of course you have to pay for the pants.”
As soon as she heard that she was going to lose money, the aunt’s face suddenly fell, and her tone of voice became even more rude.
“It’s just a pair of torn pants, can’t you just go back and wash them? Why didn’t you say when my grandson got your pants? Did you deliberately want us to lose money?”
Sure enough, she was still as arrogant and unreasonable as before, and Yu Sheng wanted to teach her a lesson today so that she could change her character in the future.
Yu Sheng said, “Auntie, this is your fault. When your grandson put chewing gum on my pants for the first time, I stopped him. At that time, you said he was just a child and didn’t let me be like him. Care about.
Now I don’t care about him. He soiled my trousers. There is no way to do that. Should you show that you have lost the money for my trousers? ”
What Yu Sheng said was reasonable. It was true that she didn’t let Yu Sheng talk to herself, so she usually cares about it, but it’s hard to say that this person is a fool and listens to what she says, and she doesn’t have a bit of her own opinion.
The aunt’s psychology has a big complaint against Yushengbao. When I think about it, it is just a pair of pants. As long as her dear grandson is happy, she is happy to do anything as a grandmother.
Taking out her bag, the aunt muttered, “It’s really a poor ghost, you have to count a pair of trousers, you have to care about it, you deserve to be twice as poor.”
Speaking, the aunt took out fifty yuan from her bag, threw it on Yu Sheng’s body, and randomly dropped to the ground.
The aunt gave you a sharp look, and Yu Sheng said, “It’s not worth seeing your torn pants. If you give you 50 yuan, you can be a beggar.”
Yu Sheng’s face turned gloomy, and he did not pick up the fifty-dollar bill that fell on the ground. Instead, he reminded: “Mother, you are mistaken. My pants are 168,800. I’m not even a fraction of fifty.”

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