Eighty Hot Wife: Marry a Rough Man and Raise Babies

Chapter 6 My good friend is not so flat!
Let's say Mrs. Jiang sent the two plague gods away, and she couldn't sleep in the kang no matter what.

She got up and tugged old man Jiang and said, "No, this damn girl definitely did it on purpose."

Old man Jiang lay silent.

"You old man, won't you fart when you see me being bullied?"

Angrily, old lady Jiang hit old man Jiang twice with her fist.

The old man Jiang leaned back, "Nothing."

Mrs. Jiang almost died of anger, and her face ached when she thought of the two slaps she received.

She gritted her teeth and said, "No, I really can't swallow this breath. If it was at that time, I would have sold her to a kiln."

The old man Jiang leaned back again, "Selling a person violates the law and gets shot."

Mrs. Jiang was so pissed off by him, "I said it! It's that time!"

The distraught old lady only felt a burning pain in her mouth.

Hey, it's burnt!
The cloudy eyeballs rolled, and he hurriedly got up from the bed, took the key from the belt of his trousers, and opened the camphor wood box.

Carefully took out the thick stack of banknotes.

"Pooh."

While counting, he spit on his thumb, the movement is very silky.

Mr. Jiang said in a muffled voice, "No matter how much money you count, it won't be too much."

The old lady ignored him, counted the banknotes contentedly, and said in a slightly embarrassing way, "I didn't expect this girl to be worth some money. After we marry Huiyun, we can help Zhiwen with the work and get another capable wife." Son, I can also go to live in the city."

Jiang Zhiwen is the eldest son of the Jiang family and the proud grandson of the old lady.

Now working as a temporary worker in the commune, he is a good-looking person with a sweet mouth, and successfully hooked up with the teacher of Shangxian No. [-] Middle School.

Just waiting to spend money to implement the work, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of life.

But Mr. Jiang said with a stiff neck, "I won't go, there is nothing good in the city, and everything will cost money."

"If you don't go, I'll go." Mrs. Jiang gave him a slanted glance, "Wait, I have to get Huiyun's marriage done quickly, so I can't delay my grandson's future."

With that said, he quickly left the house.

Jiang Huiyun, who was hiding behind the door, was expressionless and deeply saddened. She knew that no matter how good she was, her grandma only had her brother in her heart.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at the camphor wood box through the window, and walked away without looking back as if she had made up her mind.

At this time, in another damp and dark room, Mother Jiang took out from her trouser pocket the stack of money that had been kneaded for a long time, with her own warmth.

Carefully put the money under the mat.

Father Jiang glanced sullenly, did not speak, and continued to weave the bamboo cage by himself.

"My child's father, don't mess with it, let's take advantage of the sun to squint for a while, or we will lose energy when we work later."

Mother Jiang said while tidying up the reed quilt.

"Ah."

Father Jiang agreed with his lips, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

Mother Jiang snatched the bamboo stick from his hand, looked at the wounds on his hand, and said worriedly, "You don't want your hand anymore?"

"This is the only time I have free time every day, so I don't have time for work later on."

Seeing Mother Jiang's eyes were red, Father Jiang sighed, picked up the remaining bamboo sticks on the ground, and continued to move.

Jiang's mother also knew that he stayed up at noon every day to weave bamboo cages and go to the street to exchange some money for his daughter.

After all, the word "poor" has penetrated into their bones.

I had no choice but to wipe away my tears, and sat silently beside him, weaving the bamboo cage.

"Mianmian, your ice cream looks better than mine, let me have a bite~"

The man in front of him had a tall figure, a bronze complexion, clear and deep facial features, like a Greek sculpture, and his dark and deep icy eyes looked wild, unrestrained, evil and sexy.

The man wrapped Jiang Mianmian's little hand, licked a mouthful of ice cream, and smiled charmingly, "Not as soft as Mianmian's lips."

Seeing that thin lips were about to kiss her, Jiang Mianmian closed her eyes like a drunk.

"Mom, don't you want Dad and Smelly Baby?"

Before waiting for the handsome man's sweet kiss, there was a burst of crying.

Jiang Mianmian lowered her head and saw a four-year-old boy hugging her leg heartbrokenly.

"No, that's not it? Me"

She was like a mistress caught in bed, dancing and defending.

"How dare you apologize to me!"

The tall man waved a leather whip with a thick wrist in his right hand, and held a candle in his left hand, waving it in the air, making a "swish" sound.

Seeing that the creepy leather whip was about to hit her,

"do not want!"

Jiang Mianmian opened her eyes suddenly, and the strange yet familiar scene in front of her declared that the scene just now was just a dream.

"Mom, what's the matter with you? Have you had a nightmare?"

Hearing his mother's exclamation, Chou Bao held the toy, hugged the beautiful mother's leg, and asked with concern.

"No, nothing."

Jiang Mianmian wiped the cold sweat off her forehead like a guilty conscience.

The domestic violence man in the dream is really scary, no, when he stabilizes, he must get a divorce.

"Don't be afraid, Mom, Smelly Baby will protect you."

Xiaotuanzi climbed onto the wicker chair distressedly, whistling at her pale face.

This little kid is too cute!
Jiang Mianmian's heart couldn't harden at all, so she could only hold him in her arms strangely.

Turning his head, he saw the tall man's eyes, but it was different from the cold and ruthless eyes in his dream, how could he find a trace of uneasiness in reality?
He is upset?

What are you upset about?
Uneasy that you will cuckold him?

Jiang Mianmian flinched for no reason when thinking of how she was cuckolded and beaten in the dream.

Chou Bao looked at his trembling mother suspiciously, "Mom, are you cold?"

"Not cold, hehe."

Jiang Mianmian smiled awkwardly, and suddenly felt something crawling on her hands, with an itchy and crispy touch, and hurriedly said to Chou Bao in her arms, "Don't scratch your hands, it's itchy."

Chou Bao raised his hand suspiciously, "Mom, I didn't scratch you."

"Ah, no? What is that. Ah!!!!!!"

A deafening scream sounded in the yard.

3 minutes later,

Smelly Bao squatted on the ground with an aggrieved face, and buried his precious toy in the soil.

This little friend who had been with him for a week, even sleeping in his arms, died on the legs of his beautiful mother.

Even the whole body has been flattened.

"I'm sorry, that smelly treasure, I didn't know this was your good friend."

Jiang Mianmian was a little embarrassed. After all, when a chubby, round cabbage worm suddenly appeared in a girl's hand, her first reaction was to throw it on the ground and trample it to death.

"My good friend is not so flat."

Smelly Pooch pouted, and her two round eyes were filled with tears.

Jiang Mianmian looked shy, and looked at Xu Anping who was watching the joke with embarrassment.

Xu Anping accepted her accusation, and hurried over to save the situation.

He hugged Smelly Bao in his arms, and whispered something in the little boy's ear.

The aggrieved Chou Bao burst into laughter instantly, "Really? Dad."

(End of this chapter)