Pretty Daughter-in-law Turning Over

Chapter 110 Jing'er Becomes a Delicious Pastry

Xiaomei seemed to be trying to solve Jing'er's confusion, and said frankly, "Little Mozi is my person, my brother Mo!"

"What?" Jing'er was still thinking, isn't it just her own brother?
If these two want to kiss brother and sister, it is normal for the younger sister to give the elder brother money and ask him to find a woman he likes.

There are many poor families who sell their daughters for money in order to marry their sons.

In Jing'er's view, this is not surprising.

Xiaomei laughed at Jing'er being too simple, and said, "Master is old and frail, and sexual matters are all careless. For an old man like him, no matter how lustful he is, he is just a stinky fart. "

"That...?" Even if Xiaomei was embarrassed to say it, Jing'er was embarrassed to listen to the matter between husband and wife.

But Xiaomei didn't take it seriously, and said casually, "Then I fell in love with Xiao Mozi. He is tall and strong, and he knows how to work hard."

"Ah?" At this time, Jing'er would feel sorry for herself, she couldn't believe that a woman would abuse her body so much to get pregnant!
Just imagining it, she felt dirty, very dirty, especially dirty!

Xiaomei didn't mind Jing'er's strange gaze at all, as if she was talking about other people's affairs.

"Although Xiao Mozi is great, he doesn't understand the style! So, I fell in love with the slick painting, and I had a good time with him."

"...!" Uh, it's too messy!

"But, my stomach still doesn't move, why is this?"

"Wait, let me stroke it! If you want to have children, why don't you go to the doctor? Shi Fusheng, the teacher in the village, he will treat the pulse!"

"he?"

Xiaomei was suspicious of Jing'er's words, and took her to take a shortcut around the back door, and walked to the door of Shifu Sheng's house together.

No, they bumped into Tu Yin head-on.

"How did the two of you hook up?"

When Tu Yin opened his mouth to pick right and wrong, Xiaomei rolled her eyes in disdain.

Jing'er was stunned, she was already wrapped tightly by Xiaomei like an octopus, unable to move a single step.

"Mrs. Xiaomei, if you don't come down, my child will fall off!" Jing'er knew that the child was Xiaomei's heart disease, so it might not work to mention anything else.

Xiaomei reluctantly jumped off Jing'er and said, "Why are you all stuck here? Go and knock on the door, knock on the door!"

"I knocked on the door for a long time, but nothing happened!"

"that is you!"

"you!"

As soon as Xiaomei and Tu Yin met, out of intuition and instinct between women, they both regarded each other as enemies.

If it wasn't for Jing'er, the big-bellied woman, stopping in the middle, the two of them would have fought directly!

Shi Fusheng who was behind the door was not deaf either, since he heard the noise outside, he was determined to ignore it, but he was reluctant to walk away for a long time.

A goodbye from now on, or a goodbye forever!

"It's settled like this, you...?"

Shi Dahai sent Shi Mu out of the back door. Before Shi Mu’s words were finished, he could already hear Tu Yin arguing with people from a distance.

Mother Shi was all too familiar with Tu Yin's coquettish and domineering voice.

She didn't go home rashly, but turned around and said to Shi Dahai, "Big brother, I heard your wife's voice over there?"

"She went out again?" Shi Dahai didn't care, he didn't care at all.

He was still thinking about Jing'er who was sleeping in the room. Isn't it just convenient for him to do bad things when this little plum is not in his belly?

As he walked in, he said, "Go back, go back, I still have important things to do!"

"...!" Shi Mu didn't give up, but she couldn't think of a better reason to use Shi Dahai to disperse the women guarding her door!

How many women?

She is also a dead horse and a living horse doctor, and said casually: "It sounds like not only your wife is here, but the two living treasures of the Tu family are also there."

"Tu Family?" Shi Dahai was afraid that someone from the Tu Family would ruin his good deeds.

He cautiously went to the corner of the wall and glanced at the door of Shi Fusheng's house.It is because of this look that he was sure that the prey he had set his sights on had escaped the trap he weaved.

Jing'er, a weak woman who is not familiar with the terrain of his mansion, how could she escape silently?

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old guard at the gate smeared oil on the soles of his feet and squatted behind the door to hide.

Can't see him, can't see...?
"That big brother Shi, I want to go out of the village to buy two pieces of tofu, so I will go first!"

Although Shi Mu didn't know what Shi Hai's buttocks were burning for, but looking at the situation, her goal was achieved!

As long as Shi Dahai intervenes in this matter and buys her one more day, she will immediately pack up the gold and silver, and take her son to fly away!
After the son left this sad place, he had the opportunity to recover.

"You old dog, tell me, who kidnapped me... my guest!"

"Oh my lord, you also know that the old slave has a bad eye, and you don't dare to look around, the old slave just opens and closes the door, and doesn't know anything!"

"You will excuse yourself. When I have some free time, I will carefully peel your dog's skin!"

Shi Dahai vigorously kicked the old servant at the gate to discourage him.

Look, he keeps a bunch of stupid dogs who don't obey him?

Can't even see a living person, what's the use of keeping them?

"Where's Little Mozi?"

"Ink... the old slave doesn't know!"

"Why don't you know that light can open his mouth to eat? Go, call him to Lao Tzu!"

"Yes!"

At this time, the three women were still fighting over the matter of "who knocked on the door".

Xiaomei wanted to knock on the door herself, and firmly believed that if she knocked on the door, someone would come to the door.

But Tu Yin doesn't think so, and is very firmly opposed to Xiaomei touching the door of Shifu Sheng's family, calling her unworthy one by one!
As the middleman, Jing'er could knock on the door, but she would rather stand between the two women, Tu Yin and Xiaomei, in a dilemma, rather than knocking on the door.

The door is easy to knock, but things are difficult to handle.

Today, she would rather be a blind peacemaker than take this mess!

"Sister-in-law, why are you helping an outsider instead of standing by your own family?"

"Who are you talking about outsiders? Jing'er and I are good sisters of Yijie Jinlan, the kind who live and die together. What kind of shit are you?"

"Haha, there are still people who slap their faces and make them fat these days? Just like my sister-in-law, can she worship you, a pickled shrew?"

Tu Yin and Xiaomei, one competes with the other, one is more dirty and vicious than the other, and there is no bottom line.

Jing'er was caught in the middle, and her brain hurt because of their quarrel.

"Shut up!" Jing'er shouted, and then said slowly and softly, "How about you come early tomorrow? First come, first served?"

"Cough, auntie, I'll spare you!" Xiaomei pressed her sore throat and descended down the slope.

Tu Yin didn't admit defeat either, pinching his own voice, which was almost speechless, and said, "Let's see!"

Jing'er wanted to take Xiaomei back by the way, but before she could go to Xiaomei, she heard the little sister-in-law behind her stomping her feet as if she was angry with the child.

Seeing this, Xiaomei domineeringly hugged Jing'er and dragged her to the back door of the mansion.

Not to be outdone, Tu Yin grabbed Jing'er's hand and walked forward.

As a result, within two steps, Xiaomei had already arrived at the door of the house and kissed Jing'er shyly, as if she was a winner!
Tu Yin's face became a pig's liver with anger, staring at Jing'er fiercely, and said, "Let's go!"

Let's see tomorrow, how can she win this shrew and make this shrew bow her head down, hum!
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　Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I hereby wish my family reunion, health and happiness!

　　Lyrics: We all have a home, the name is China...

　　Thank you family for your support...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)