毛兰生气地 :“你倒会安排 ,你也不是看不出来 ,大嫂眼角儿夹下咱们没。你工作又不好 ,挣得又少 ,我呢 ,农村户口 ,又没有正式工作 ,穷得丁当儿的 ,能让人瞧得起 ?你看我大哥家 ,人也是从靠山屯出来的 ,轻巧自在的 ,工作是工作 ,家是家 ,要什么有什么……”丁歌低声地 :“你又 Maolan angrily: “You will arrange, you can not see it, my sister did not folder under the eyes of your child. You work well, earned little, I, rural hukou, there is no formal work, poor Ding children, can make people think it? Look at my eldest brother, people are from the mountain Tuen out, light and comfortable, the work is the home, home is what, what ... ”Ding Song whispered:" You also