"Yinyin, your father is sick and is still here. We can't go in and visit him..."

"Yinyin, they made a batch of radiation jewelry while your dad was sick."

"Yinyin, your father used to guarantee your Uncle Du, your Uncle Du went bankrupt, the company was frozen, and the bank asked your father to pay 300 million."

...

The crying on the phone was more miserable and desperate.

The response to the phone call was the regular sound of the knife colliding with the cutting board.

The girl's cell phone was placed far away on the wooden dining table connected to the operating table. The girl was wearing an apron, with long black hair tied high, and a slender body standing in front of the chopping board, with her hands lifted and dropped her knife, skillfully and quickly hitting the fish noodles with the back of the knife.

Fang Meixian on the other end of the phone cried for a while, but she didn't get a word from her daughter. She stopped sobbing and heard the familiar voice and suddenly became angry.

"Li Weiyin, do you have a conscience? Your father is facing bankruptcy when he enters ICU. Your mother and sister are almost wandering on the streets. You are still in the mood to cook!"

The sharp accusation made Li Weiyin stop the movements in her hand. She looked at the fish, put down the knife, took a steel spoon, and reached out to grab the phone closer.

"Mom, tell me what you want me to do."

Her voice was clear and cool, like the gurgling water in the mountain stream, and also exuding the coldness of the mountains.

Li Weiyin knows her mother better than anyone else. In the eyes of her parents, she is just a waste who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. If something big happens, they will not think of her. Only when she can show her value will they think of it.

She once suspected that she was adopting her, and after savings, she took her parents' hair to do a paternity test.

The result is self-evident. She is undoubtedly her own child, but she just doesn't like them.

She bent over and carefully scraped the broken fish off the skin with a steel spoon, and was very indifferent to her about being about to be sold.

Fang Meixian, who was originally justified, suddenly became guilty, especially when the phone was quiet, as if her daughter had stopped, she became even more nervous.

Li Weixin, who was sitting next to Fang Meixian, held her mother's hand and gave her an encouraging look.

Fang Meixian felt warm and calmed down: "Yinyin, do you know Mrs. Xu? She has asked me and wants to marry our family. As long as we can become in-laws, the bank's 300 million yuan can be returned to us."

Sure enough, Li Weiyin's lips raised slightly, and her lips were naturally soft and charming, which made the cold smile different and charming: "Ms. Xu, Mrs. Xu, the first family in Tianjin, has such a good marriage, Xinxin has become an adult."

"Your sister is only nineteen years old and is still studying!" Fang Meixian immediately raised her voice, with a strong dissatisfaction in her tone, and she kept scolding her, "Why are you so ignorant? Your family has been pampered since childhood. Now something happens at home, you just want to let your sister work hard. She is still so young!"

Well, the nineteen-year-old Li Weixin is still so young, and the twenty-two-year-old she is very big.

"I just think I am so vulgar and rude and wild and hard to tame. The Xu family's great family should only look at the well-behaved and sensible lady like Xinxin."

This is Fang Meixian's evaluation of her two daughters.

"Mrs. Xu said in person that she wanted to marry you for her son." Fang Meixian did not lie.

Li Weiyin called her for Mrs. Xu, let alone the family encountered a crisis, even when it was smooth and smooth, who would dare to offend Mrs. Xu, the most powerful woman in China?

The following is the author's verbal statement. If you are not allowed to ignore it, I am afraid that some people will ignore it. Anyway, the first chapter will not be charged, so I will say a few more words.

Regarding respect, I think it is mutual.

I wrote my article and I don’t like it. After all, each carrot and vegetables have their own preferences, but not liking it is not a reason to hurt it. It grows here and has not provoked anyone. I hope readers who feel dissatisfied will come quietly and leave silently.

Regarding comment ratings, I also hope that readers who deliberately give negative reviews can be more cautious and not argue with me, saying that comments are the readers' freedom and readers have the right to comment, so that I can make the Bookstore cancel the rights granted to you.

I am just a little author and don’t have that right, but I must tell readers who have such ideas that you have the right to comment, and if you don’t like it, you will comment badly. I also have the right to delete posts given by the Bookstore. I don’t like your comments, and I am also qualified to delete them.

Don’t double standards at that time, thinking that your comments are free, and I delete posts and ban them, but I just don’t listen to my opinions.

Rating is very important for books. I hope everyone can give you a five-star review. If you don’t like it, you can’t rate it. I’m grateful.

If you want to give your opinions, first give them good intentions. If there is no good intention, I'm sorry I won't accept it.

Finally, it’s about updating. I basically produce 2 million words per year. Any author is diligent at the beginning because the inspiration of the article is good, and it may fluctuate and fall later. Please don’t take more and more violent as a matter of course, and take less and occasionally take leave as unforgivable.

I tried my best to update, but I really couldn't update it. I couldn't hydrology. Everyone has busy times, sick times, and tired times, understanding each other and reading text in harmony.

Finally, it is stated that some of the recipes in this article are from the literature and are not original to me, so as not to be accused of plagiarism in the future. Each dish takes up no more than 150 words.
Chapter completed!