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"As for mother, it's not that I'm the daughter-in-law's judge, she only has her grandson in her eyes."

Looking at the depressed Yang Dingchu, Bai Xiao laughed and said: "Don't put on a face of an aunt, it's almost the new year. After the new year, we will move into the villa, how about it?"

"I'll listen to my wife."

What else could he do? There was no place for them in this house, they could just give it up.

Yang Dingchu, who had been explained to to to him, carried his wife and child to bed.

The next day, the moment Bai Xiao woke up, she heard the ruckus in the courtyard.

Yang Dingchu was cultivating in the bamboo forest. Bai Xiao put Zhuohua on properly, handed him over, and then left the space.

The Maid Qian was in the courtyard with Xia Sang and the others, talking to an old granny. Looking at her, she was obviously angry.

"You are just an old wet nurse beside the third wife. Who gave you face and made you stop me?"