Eighty Hot Wife: Marry a Rough Man and Raise Babies

Chapter 17

The fight between the two was inseparable, so the battle didn't last long.

Because Jiang Weimin and Mr. Jiang carried their own women to each other.

Although the time is short, this battle can be described as very exciting.

Old Mrs. Jiang's flowered dress was torn, even her hair was pulled out, and there were a few scratches on her face, blood oozing.

Not to mention Peng Guilan's cheeks were red and swollen, and her scalp was ripped bald, with blood stains on it.

Mrs. Jiang's attack can be said to be ruthless.

"House thief, bah."

The panting old lady sat on the chair for a long time.

Then he turned sideways and spat, took the cloth bag cursingly, and poured out the money inside.

Although they were all scattered small bills, it took more than ten minutes to count them all.

The odds and zeros add up to more than 400 yuan.

"It's not money I stole! It's money I saved up bit by bit to beg for a wife for my son."

Seeing that Mrs. Jiang's complexion was getting worse and worse, Peng Guilan endured the pain on her face and repeatedly defended herself.

"What the hell, who's daughter-in-law dares to hide so much money? Believe it or not, I let Weimin divorce you."

"God, I have given birth to the Jiang family for so many years, and I have worked hard without credit!
That's all I saved up by saving a little bit of food and money, and now I'm going to divorce me, I'm not going to live anymore. "

Upon hearing this, Peng Guilan immediately lay on the ground crying and howling, patting her chest with both hands.

Those who hear it are sad, and those who see it cry.

The loud voice attracted the neighbors around her.

"Hey, sister-in-law Peng, what's the matter? Why are you sitting on the ground? Tell me if you have any grievances?"

"Ah, why did Jiang Mianmian come back? Is that her husband next to her? How tall?"

"Tsk tsk, I heard that the money seems to be lost."

For a while, people around were talking about it.

Mr. Jiang loved face the most in his life, so he had to sullenly close the courtyard door.

For a while, the small yard became quiet again.

The old Mrs. Jiang on the side didn't care about her crying to death, and asked repeatedly, "Where is the money left? Where are you hiding it?"

"It's gone, it's gone, it's gone!"

Peng Guilan couldn't stop patting her thigh and howling.

Mrs. Jiang searched again in disbelief, but found nothing.

"Grandma, can I go and see that camphor wood box?"

Jiang Mianmian's eyes turned around Jiang Huiyun and Peng Guilan.

He whispered a few words to the old lady.

After 10 minutes, she walked out with heavy steps.

"I know who stole the money."

"who is it?"

"When the man stole the money, he accidentally dropped his belongings under the bed.

I just persuaded my grandma for a long time, we are all a family, if we come back tonight, we are still a family.

If there is no movement when we wake up tomorrow morning, we will give the things to the police and let them handle it. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he glanced at Jiang Huiyun and left with a sad face.

For a while, the people who stayed in the yard were talking about it.

At this time, Jiang Mianmian took the safflower oil brought from home to apply medicine to Jiang's mother.

"Mom, do you want to divide the family?"

"But we separated, and we have no son. In the future..."

The pungent potion smell gave her a headache.

"Then when you get old and can't work anymore, do you think Uncle and the others will support you?"

Mother Jiang was stunned by these words.

yes?When they are seven or eighty years old and unable to work or walk, will they support themselves?
Why have I never thought about it?
"Then what should we do? Mianmian?"

Mother Jiang was frightened for a moment. In the past, they felt that it was okay for them to be a little bit tired. After all, they didn't have a son by their side, and they were still waiting for their nephew to help them.

But when he gets old, will Zhiwen really support himself?

"Let's split up. Dad is handy. He can do carpentry for others. The food you eat is delicious. You can set up a stall in the commune. You can save some money later. You can set up a shop in the commune. Earning some pocket money every day is enough."

"Can your dad and I really do it?"

Mother Jiang was obviously moved by her words, after all, no one wants to live such a comfortable life.

"Yes, why not, it's better than you working in the fields every day and not earning any money."

Jiang Mianmian took her rough hand, her eyes were full of hope.

The dull Jiang mother was encouraged by these eyes, and there was no reason in her heart to raise hopes that she had never had in the past.

"But your father?"

"I agree."

Father Jiang, who was hiding behind the door, opened the door and walked in. When he saw the wound on his wife's face, he avoided his eyes.

Squatting alone on the small bench, playing with the bamboo basket that was trampled by them today, I have worked so hard for so many years, and the only private money is given by my daughter.

And the big room...

never mind,

Father Jiang raised his head and mustered up the courage to look directly into his wife's eyes, "You have worked hard for you these years, I will let Dad separate the family later."

"No, it's not right now."

……

in the kitchen,
Xu Anping lit the fire skillfully, Mother Jiang cut some sauerkraut and kept it for a while to cook the noodles.

Jiang Mianmian was idly breaking garlic.

Out of the corner of his eye, he touched the shadow outside the kitchen and coughed hastily.

Xu Anping quickly put down the poker in his hand, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Have you caught a cold? Why did you suddenly cough?"

"No, no..."

She winked and glanced outside, and the slow man finally came to his senses.

"Mian, Mianmian... Where did you hide that thing? You have to hide it well, it will be given to the police tomorrow!"

Jiang Mianmian nodded appreciatively, and said following the lines, "The most dangerous place is the safest. They must have never thought that I put it in a camphor wood box."

Xu Anping exaggeratedly said "Wow", "You are so smart, ha, ha, they must not know that you actually put things in camphor wood boxes!"

Xu Anping was afraid that others would not hear, so he emphasized loudly, "Camphorwood box".

Jiang Mianmian hurriedly yelled at him, "Slow down, don't let the thieves hear you!"

Xu Anping quickly shut his mouth.

She came quietly to the door of the room, made sure that there was no one outside, and hurried to Xu Anping, showing off, "Look, they will definitely come to get things at night."

Xu Anping's face was full of black lines, and he frowned and said, "Would it be too fake if we do this, and who would steal something and return it?
Besides, your excuse is too watery, I don't think they are so stupid, right?So easy to believe? "

Jiang Mianmian shrugged, and said indifferently, "Don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, and you'll know later."

At this time, the black shadow hurried back to the room, his heart beating like thunder.

She hurriedly pulled Peng Guilan aside, and after making sure no one was there, she whispered, "Mom, I took the money."

"What the hell are you doing stealing your grandma's money?"

Peng Guilan, who was in pain, was full of anger, and when she heard her daughter's words, she suddenly became furious.

"You don't really raise a little boy outside, do you? Good for you, Jiang Huiyun! You're in a hurry to burn money, right?"

(End of this chapter)