Gaoling Village
Li Cuicui looked at her daughter's family, her head aching. "I gave you money to settle down. Didn't you use it to build a house?"
Gu Yuanfeng glanced at He Tiping, then carefully cradled her belly. "Mother, what's the use of talking about that now? Even if we wanted to build a house, we can't get any adobe bricks.
Look at you, living in a brick-and-tile house. Just let us stay for the winter. When spring comes, we'll definitely go back to our village and build our own place."
"What about your mother-in-law and the others? How come they have a place to live?" Li Cuicui stared at He Tiping. "Don't tell me they just kicked your little family out again, did they?"
Seeing the three of them standing there in silence, Li Cuicui threw up her hands. "What about food, then? You didn't just show up with three empty mouths to freeload off us two old folks, did you?"
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