MTL - The Fake Daughter Can Be Either Salty Or Sweet-Chapter 2 The weasel pays New Year greetings to the chicken

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Chapter 2 The weasel pays New Year greetings to the chicken

“Grandma.” Yang Zizi called out gently.

Grandma raised her head and saw Yang Zizi. She was shocked at first, and then disgusted.

"Hey, your granddaughter is back. She ran away with that wild man. She must have been dumped and ran back." Grandma Li looked at Yang Zizi with a look of disdain and said sarcastically.

Hearing what Grandma Li said, the original owner's grandmother's attitude towards him became even worse. Most likely, she chose to believe what Grandma Li said.

“Grandma Li, I heard that your daughter-in-law ran away with someone again.”

Just one simple sentence made Grandma Li so angry that her face was red and her teeth were itching with anger, and she didn't know what to say in reply.

As if she was afraid of offending Grandma Li, the original owner's grandmother insulted Yang Zizi, and then even smiled at Grandma Li.

Yang Zizi was too lazy to care. After all, it was the original owner's grandmother who raised him single-handedly. Although she beat and scolded him on weekdays, at least she still had the kindness to raise him.

Yang Zizi smelled the smell of sea water on his body and was about to go inside and take a bath.

"Grandma Yang, please don't let him enter the house. It will be bad if it ruins your family tradition." Grandma Lin, who had been silent for a long time, finally said in a weird voice.

The original owner’s grandmother was instantly enlightened and immediately scolded Yang Zizi not to enter the house and asked her to stay out for the night. The homeless Yang Zizi had no choice but to return to the beach again. He could no longer remember his memory at all, and his mind was filled with the memories of the original owner.

 What kind of person he was originally, he wanted to know.

After Yang Zizi left, the three old people immediately started chatting happily without any sympathy for Yang Zizi's poor child.

"I'm telling you, you raised her so much in vain. Firstly, she is not your biological granddaughter, and secondly, you didn't get anything. It's really not worth it." Grandma Li on the side felt very worthless for her grandma.

Grandma Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, and she said as if she had remembered something: "I went to town a few days ago and saw a piece of news saying that the world's richest man was looking for his long-lost daughter, and there was a reward of 100 million for the finder!" But what happened to Grandma Lin and Li? The grandma didn't have a granddaughter of similar age, so she then suggested: "Why don't you use this opportunity to make him 100 million." She gave Grandma Yang a look as she said that.

Grandma Yang would immediately figure out the deeper meaning: "You mean to let Zizi pretend to be someone else's daughter."

“Don’t worry, it’s been seventeen years and no one can tell.”

Grandma was timid, but under the constant instigation of Grandma Li and Grandma Lin, he began to be tempted and decided to discuss countermeasures together when the two sons got home in the evening.

 As night fell, it was already dinner time. The smell of food wafted from the distance. Unknowingly, Yang Zizi also felt hungry.

The original owner grew up on the seaside and often went fishing with his family. Over time, swimming became an essential skill for him.

Yang Zizi is very good at swimming, maybe he was also a good swimmer before.

Within a short time, Yang Zizi caught two fish and landed them, picked up some dry matches and started grilling the fish.

After a hearty meal, Yang Zizi was about to lie down and look at the stars in the sky to fall asleep, when the voices of a group of people suddenly came from behind.

 “Ziezi!” I saw the uncle happily dragging his family over.

"You silly boy, why are you staying at the beach? It's cold at night. What should you do if you catch a cold?" Big Bo looked at Yang Zizi with a look of pity, and then looked around for how to make Yang Zizi To keep warm, I happened to see my daughter coming out with a coat on. Without saying anything, she stepped forward and pulled off the coat from my cousin and put it on Yang Zizi.

 Could it be that the original owner's memory and his own memory were confused with each other? Why did the original owner's uncle look like a pug and nodded and bowed to him?

In the memory given to him by the original owner, he often beat, scolded and even abused the original owner!

 The weasel is not kind to the rooster when it wishes him a happy New Year!

 (End of this chapter)