Chapter 2: True and false daughter
To be honest, she really didn't look at the place where she lived when she was wearing this body.
The house is an old-fashioned, small two-story building with a courtyard in the country. It has red bricks and black tiles, and the walls are not painted or tiled. Part of the area is also covered with black mold stains because of the age.
In short, this is the standard construction style of the eighties, it looks really old and dilapidated.
Huo Yao touched the tip of her nose, and said in her heart that after living in such a difficult environment for more than a year, she was quite comfortable with the situation.
At this moment, the shrill noise in the room stopped.
He Xiaoman, in a black lace dress, walked out of the room. She wore a purple silk scarf around her neck. Her makeup was exquisite, and her hair was coiled with diamond hairpins. Her whole body was full of a strong noble temperament. However, seeing Huo Yao standing in the yard, he was stunned.
Only soon, He Xiaoman recovered his senses, constricted some of the complex expressions in his eyes, and asked indifferently, "Why are you here?"
Huo Yao looked at He Xiaoman calmly, his eyes faint, his thoughts drifting away.
She wore this body for unknown reasons a year ago. At that time, this body was not called Huo Yao, but Lu Yao. She was the daughter of a rich and upstart family in S City.
Until a few months ago, I was suddenly told that this body was not a child of the Lu family, but was hugged by a nurse in the hospital when he was born. The actual biological parents were just an ordinary working couple, not only lacking money and power, but also Four sons who are said not to be motivated need to be raised. It can be said that the family burden is very heavy.
The adoptive mother, He Xiaoman in front of her, is learning that her biological daughter lives in such a poor family, but she regards the children of poor families as daughters in raising her. It may be that this strong contrast has inspired her inner point. The remaining maternal love, coupled with the daughter raised in a poor family, looked gentle and generous, with a sweet-hearted mouth, so she quickly took her daughter home, renamed and listed on the genealogy, for fear that her daughter would be wronged.
On the other hand, Lu Yao, a fake daughter, was born in a wealthy family. In fact, she was not liked by the Lu family. She was raised by He Xiaoman’s mother in the small county town since she was a child. She is rarely seen once in a year or two. .
When the real daughter came back, her fake daughter would naturally have to stand aside, so before the Huo family’s biological parents came to pick up the person, He Xiaoman told her that she was not worthy of the surname Lu, let alone continue to live here. The appearance of rushing people is exactly the same as this indifferent attitude at this time.
Huo Yao condensed his thoughts, and at the same time casually retracted the gaze that fell on He Xiaoman.
He Xiaoman frowned when he saw this, and his anger suddenly jumped up: "What is your attitude?"
Hearing this angry question, Huo Yao frivolous eyebrows, and jokingly said, "Then what status are you now?"
When the words fell, He Xiaoman's well-maintained face turned black in an instant.
Sure enough, the children of other people's families are still wild no matter how long they are raised, without half education and courtesy.
At this moment, He Xiaoman couldn't help but think of his biological daughter Lu Xia. Although he grew up in a lowly ordinary family, he was gentle and generous with a cymbidium temperament. Not only did he learn well, he was also versatile and versatile. Now he was dug into a star by scouts, and he was born to show them Lu Family's face.
On the other hand, this adopted daughter, except for this face, is really inferior to her Xia Xia.
He Xiaoman took a deep breath. Thinking of the purpose of coming back this time, her eyes narrowed slightly. After thinking for a few seconds, she calmed down the anger in her heart.