Quick wear: the female supporting role is slapping the face like crazy again

"Oh, really?"

Aunt Hu, the daughter-in-law of the village head who was standing leaning on the door frame, took two steps back, looked at Cui Pengcheng with a mockery on her face and asked, "So, in your mind, a fever of thirty-nine point six is ​​considered a fever." Pretending to be sick!"

Mrs. Zhang next to her immediately added: "If you say so, there is no disease in this world. Anyway, high fever like this is all fake, and I'm sure everything else is fake as well."

These two sentences made Cui Pengcheng choked up. If he shook his head, he would have slapped himself in the face just now.

But if he nodded, would he or a family member get sick in the future, should he come to see a doctor?

Who can guarantee that this person will not get sick if he eats whole grains?

Smiling embarrassingly, he walked in and saw that not only the village chief's wife and Mrs. Zhang looked at him badly, but even Dr. Zhao, who was always fair in the village, looked at him strangely.

For a moment, Cui Pengcheng's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

"Yingying, are you alright?"

When Cui Pengcheng saw the daughter-in-law who was sitting on the bed with two blushing cheeks, he explained with a shy smile, "Mum didn't explain it clearly to me, it's all my fault!"

You An didn't take this man's confession to heart at all, and said to Dr. Zhao weakly, "Dr. Zhao, you can pick up some medicine and take it home for me. I'm here, and I need to trouble you to cook for me." !"

Although Dr. Zhao knew that the old Cui family didn't treat this daughter-in-law very well, but since she was his wife after all, he couldn't stay here forever.

Hearing You'an's words, he walked to the medicine cabinet, lowered his head, and picked up the medicine.

On the side, Cui Pengcheng was very angry when he saw his wife ignoring him. He wanted to get angry, but because of the presence of outsiders, he could only endure it, and asked with a look of concern: "Yingying, are you feeling better?"

Na You'an still ignored Cui Pengcheng, and asked Dr. Zhao who picked up the good medicine: "Doctor Zhao, how much is the total?"

"I packed you two days' worth of medicine and brought it home, a total of twenty-five."

Then Dr. Zhao handed the paper bag containing the medicine to You An, and replied.

"it is good!"

Nodding his head, You'an finally looked at Cui Pengcheng, and said, "You give Dr. Zhao thirty yuan, and I also ate a meal at Dr. Zhao's house today!"

"They are all neighbors, how much do you charge for meals?"

When Dr. Zhao heard that the woman in front of him wanted to pay for his meal, he quickly refused.

"Doctor Zhao, if it wasn't for your dinner, I would have starved to death. From last night to today, I haven't eaten a single drop of rice!"

You'an sighed with emotion, and persuaded Dr. Zhao: "You are not a bowl of rice, but my life-saving food. If you don't take this money, I will feel bad!"

Being persuaded by You An, Dr. Zhao opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but he didn't say it.

Cui Pengcheng, who took money out of his trouser pocket, heard his wife's words, and gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart: This bitch, isn't she saying these things just to let the people in the village know that his mother loves his daughter-in-law?
However, with outsiders around, Cui Pengcheng obediently took money out of his pocket when he was angry.

Aunt Hu and Aunt Zhang next to her looked at Cui Pengcheng even more disgusted because of what You An said just now.

"Okay, let's go home!"

After paying the money, Cui Pengcheng felt that he couldn't stay any longer, so he said to You'an.

"You carry me back!"

For Cui Pengcheng's invitation, You An didn't move, sitting on the edge of the bed, and said to Cui Pengcheng.

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"what?"

When Cui Pengcheng heard You'an's words, he had great doubts on his face: Could it be that this woman Li Yingying was possessed by a ghost?
Under Cui Pengcheng's bewildered gaze, You'an said sadly, "I'm not feeling well. It's all thanks to Aunt Hu, Sister Zhang, and the others who carried me here in turn."

"My man was not at home at the time. Now that you are back, is it possible that you want Aunt Hu and Aunt Zhang to carry me back?"

Cui Pengcheng turned his head and saw Aunt Hu's sister-in-law Zhang was looking at him with a smile, and immediately said with a headache: "Back, back, back, I didn't say I won't memorize."

Taking a deep breath, Cui Pengcheng suppressed the anger in his heart, squatted down, and let You An climb up.

"Aunt Hu, Aunt Zhang, I will repay your kindness when I get better!"

Before leaving the clinic, Na You'an did not forget to thank Aunt Hu and Sister-in-Law Zhang obediently, and gained a wave of goodwill.

"Pengcheng, what are you doing?"

Since Mrs. Cui saw her son going out, she took off the apron around her waist, took a small bench, and sat in the yard, waiting for her son to bring her daughter-in-law back to cook for her.

I thought happily in my heart: Sure enough, the son I raised by myself, the most distressed thing is my old lady, daughter-in-law and so on, who stand aside.

After thinking about it, she saw the figure of her son coming back, she couldn't see clearly in the haze, she only saw her son's body was a little bent, and when she got closer, she found the daughter-in-law who had made her lose face in the village in the morning He even lay on his son's back.

Seeing her son and daughter-in-law being so close, Mrs. Cui expressed that she couldn't bear it on the spot, stood up excitedly, and asked more questions.

"Mom, she's really sick. She has a fever of thirty-nine degrees six!"

Seeing his old lady approaching, Cui Pengcheng immediately explained.

After entering the house with someone on his back, Cui Pengcheng put You An on the bed.

I thought I could take a break and talk to my wife.

Unexpectedly, the woman who had just been put on the bed let out a scream.

"what happened again?"

After carrying an adult on his back for such a long journey, Cui Pengcheng was already exhausted. Now, when he heard You'an's scream, he immediately growled impatiently.

"Who poured manure on the bed? How can I rest like this?"

You'an pulled the quilt away, pointed to the sheets on the bed that exuded an unpleasant smell and asked, "Are you satisfied that your family wants to force my daughter-in-law to death?"

Cui Pengcheng didn't take the excrement on the bed to heart at first, thinking that it was just a little excrement, and it would be fine after it was dried.

However, when he heard the second part of the woman's words, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered: thinking of the way the villagers told him to treat Li Yingying well, he felt that he had lost all face.

What those people said inside and outside made him look like a tyrannical man, especially, in the mouths of those people, his favorite mother became a wicked mother-in-law who liked to torture her daughter-in-law.

Whether it's for their own reputation or for the reputation of their mother, their family can't report that they abused Li Yingying.

"Mom, why did you pour feces on her bed?"

Cui Pengcheng rubbed his temples with a headache, and said to his mother helplessly.

Although he didn't want people in the village to spread that his mother abused his daughter-in-law, he knew in his heart that his mother would indeed abuse her daughter-in-law.

So, without even thinking about it, his first reaction was that his mother poured the feces on the bed.