Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Chapter 514 How noble do you think you are?

Zhao Qiaolan looked at Bai Yin and said coquettishly, "Daddy..."

Baiyin shook off the goose bumps on his body and said, "Are you really my daughter? Why don't I feel like it?"

Zhao Qiaolan's tears slowly flowed down:

"Dad, do you think I'm of low status?

It's okay, I just came to see you and mom, as long as you are doing well."

Baiyin coughed and said, "Since you are our daughter, we will not treat you unfairly, but this is not my residence..."

Old Lady Zhao looked at the furnishings in the room with a sly look in her eyes and asked, "Master Bai, what does this mean? This mansion isn't yours, so whose is it?"

Baiyin sighed and said:

“Although I am a second-rank official, how can I afford such a mansion with my salary?

This belongs to our Qiao Niang..."

Old Lady Zhao roared, "What? You said this mansion belongs to this bastard..."

She slapped her own mouth and said:

"Don't blame me for being mean to Qiao Niang. After all, she is not my biological daughter. In fact, Qiao Niang was born to my husband's concubine.

Hey! So don’t blame me for being mean to her.”

Bai Qiaoniang looked at Old Lady Zhao and frowned, "A concubine's birthplace?"

Old Lady Zhao sneered:

"How noble do you think you are?

If I were you, I would crash into a wall and die right here. How dare you live like that? "

Baiyin loudly rebuked:

“Bai Qiaoniang is my daughter now, how can she be so shameless as to live?

Is it your turn to talk behind her back?"

Zhao Qiaolan also quickly pulled her and said:

"Mom, please stop talking. My sister and I are sisters again, which is actually a very happy thing.

Sister, you should welcome me, right?"

Bai Qiaoniang looked at her calmly and said, "I always listen to my parents..."

Baiyin looked at her and said, "You are married after all, so you naturally cannot live here."

Zhao Qiaolan lowered her head and shed tears:

"In fact, I have had a very difficult life these years. Although I married a scholar, his family is very poor.

In fact, I have had a hard time these years. The scholar's family is extremely poor.

The family squeezed into three leaky adobe houses. The father-in-law was bedridden all year round, the mother-in-law was almost blind, and there were three young brothers-in-law waiting for food downstairs.

Although he was a scholar, he couldn't even find a complete inkstone on weekdays.

A few days ago, he wanted to copy some articles to recommend himself to the academy, but after searching through his house, he could only find half a piece of wrinkled straw paper.

As the provincial examination drew closer, he had to do odd jobs during the day to earn food, and study hard by the light of an oil lamp at night, until his eyes were red from staying up all night..."

Bai Wanwan's mouth twitched. This Zhao Qiaolan was really weird. She kept talking about being poor.

Mrs. Bai looked at her and said, "Qiaolan, we all know that you are not well off. So how do you want us to help you now?"

Zhao Qiaolan looked at them and said, "Dad and Mom, I don't have any other thoughts. I just want to stay by your side and be filial to you."

Madam Bai looked at her and said, "Actually, it's enough for Qiao Niang to be here. After all, she..."

Zhao Qiaolan looked at Madam Bai earnestly and said:

"Mom, I really want to be by your side and show my filial respect. I know Qiao Niang is also your daughter, but she is just your goddaughter!

I am your biological child, please give me a chance!"

Mrs. Bai quickly waved her hands and said, "How can this be possible? This is Qiao Niang's house..."

Zhao Qiaolan knelt down directly:

"Sister, I know you hate our family, but I have always respected you. Please give me a chance to honor my parents.

I promise not to jeopardize your position..."

Bai Qiaoniang raised her eyebrows, and Mrs. Bai and Bai Yin both frowned. Bai Qiaolan was quite shameless.

Old Mrs. Zhao said quickly:

"Oh! She's your own daughter. If she can stay with you, she can at least take care of you. Don't you want her to?

If you don't want to, forget it, Qiaolan! You are also a poor person!

I've found my parents, but they don't love me and my mother doesn't love me. Forget it, just come home with me!"

Mrs. Bai looked at them and felt nauseous. She looked at Bai Qiaoniang and said, "It's not a big deal for us to live here all the time. The old house has been cleaned up recently, and your father and I plan to move back!"

Bai Qiaoniang was filled with reluctance. She knew very well Mrs. Bai's good intentions. Zhao Qiaolan and the Zhao family were not easy to deal with, and living here would definitely bring a lot of trouble.

Sure enough, Mrs. Zhao smiled and said, "Qiaolan, your father and mother are really good to you. Let's go and see them later!"

Old Mrs. Zhao was very happy. That house must be even more magnificent than this one!

Old Mrs. Zhao looked around secretly, her eyes rolling around. The whole wall of mahogany antique display shelves was filled with blue and white porcelain vases. The peonies and cranes painted on the vases looked like real ones.

The eight-immortal table in the middle is sleek and shiny, and the six armchairs that go with it are all carved, with pieces of warm jade inlaid on the backs of the chairs.

Just as I was watching with envy, four maids in pink silk clothes came in with small steps.

The material of their clothes was soft to the touch, and the cuffs and collars were embroidered with gold thread.

Each person held a gold-painted lacquer tray in their hands, which was filled with snow meringues, plum blossom pastries, and some snacks that could not be named.

The snow-white glutinous rice skin is wrapped with red bean paste filling, and the crispy skin is sprinkled with fine icing sugar, which makes people salivate just by looking at it.

Old Mrs. Zhao subconsciously tugged at her patched cuffs, the coarse linen rubbing against the back of her hands causing pain.

Then he looked at the silver bracelets dangling from the maids' wrists, then looked down at his own shoe uppers, which were showing the cotton wool, and was furious: "Why are they dressed more respectably than me?"

She pursed her lips, digging her nails into her palms, staring at the snacks with greed and resentment: "When I move into Madam Bai's house, I will definitely grab all these goodies!"

Old Mrs. Zhao stared at the snacks on the lacquer tray, her throat gurgling.

Without waiting for the maids to put the plates down, she rushed over, grabbed a piece of snow meringue with her fingers and stuffed it into her mouth. She didn't bother to chew the glutinous rice skin stuck to her teeth, swallowed it whole, and grabbed the plum blossom pastry again: "Oh my God! This is the first time in my life that I have eaten something so delicious!"

The crumbs fell on her patched collar, but she was completely unaware and reached for the mung bean cake in the carved plate with her hands full of icing sugar.

"Mom!" Zhao Qiaolan blushed with embarrassment and tugged at her arm, pulling it back. "Look at where we are! Be respectful!"

But Mrs. Zhao had already turned a deaf ear to her daughter's words. She grabbed two jade cakes and stuffed them into Zhao Qiaolan's hands:

"Eat it quickly! It would be a waste not to eat such soft pastries. Can I take these pastries back?

I have two grandchildren at home, and they have definitely never tasted such delicious cakes."

Madam Bai sighed and said, "If you want to take it, then take it back!"