On the day of reconciliation, the reborn prostitute turned around and married the tyrant

Chapter 57 Clothes
Yuan Zhao glanced at the clothes on the ground and nodded:

"Of course it's familiar. Isn't this my mother's clothes?"

After hearing her admission, Mother Zhou said quickly:

"Master Marquis, you see she admitted that she was the one who framed me."

Yuan Zhao was surprised when he heard this:

"Mother, what are you talking about? What kind of accusation?"

Father Zhou glanced at her and said:

"Did your mother give you this dress yesterday?"

Yuan Zhao showed a surprised expression at the right time: "How could it be? This is my mother's favorite dress, why would she give it to me?"

"You're lying, I obviously gave you these clothes yesterday!"

Mother Zhou on the side said anxiously.

Yuan Zhao looked dumbfounded:

"Mother, this dress belongs to you. I am different in height and size from you. What are you going to do for me?"

"I……"

Zhou's mother was stunned, and then understood what Yuan Zhao meant. She wanted to admit in person that she used these clothes to pay for her dowry.

When this matter got out, she lost all face.

However, at this time, she couldn't allow her to think so much anymore. After all, the crime of adultery was even greater.

She could only bite the bullet and talk about returning the dowry.

As soon as her words fell, one of the clan elders couldn't help but said:

"brazen!"

"You take away bundles of shark yarn from others, but give them back old clothes that they can't wear. You are really embarrassed."

Father Zhou and Zhou Shiyuan looked equally ugly, especially Zhou Shiyuan.

It was only yesterday that his younger sister stole Yuan Zhao's jewelry, and today it was reported that his mother did such a thing, and he felt that he lost all face.

He didn't even dare to look into Yuan Zhao's eyes.

Because of the actions of his mother and sister, he felt that he would be inferior to others in front of Yuan Zhao in the future.

Why do they have to do this?

Don't they care about his face?

At this moment, Zhou Shiyuan hated Zhou's mother to the core. He felt that all his embarrassments were because of Zhou's mother.

Zhou's father's face was equally ugly. He suppressed his anger and looked at Yuan Zhao:

"It's true that your mother did this unkindly, but you can't do this either. How can you give away the things she gave to others at will?"

Yuan Zhao was confused when he heard this:

"Master Hou, you have wronged your daughter-in-law in this matter!"

"My mother didn't even give me these clothes, how could I give them away?"

"Is my daughter-in-law such a ignorant person?"

"You lied, I gave you the clothes myself yesterday."

When Zhou's mother heard that Yuan Zhao refused to admit it, she immediately yelled.

Hearing her fuss, Yuan Zhao hesitated and said:
"Yes, mother, yesterday was for me!"

She lowered her head, bit her lip, and looked forbearing, making people feel that she was forced to admit it.

When the clan elders saw this, they immediately said:
"What exactly is going on? Go check it out quickly."

Zhou's father glanced at Yuan Zhao and then at Zhou's mother, and directly called all the servants in the house to inquire.

However, in the end, no one could prove that Zhou's mother had given the clothes to Yuan Zhao.

Mother Zhou's face turned pale when she saw this.

She also wanted to lose face, so yesterday she deliberately backed away and quietly gave her clothes to Chu Qing, just to make her suffer the loss of being dumb. However, who would have thought that now she couldn't explain it clearly.

Several clan elders were already very dissatisfied with her, so they saw this and said:

"She also has several pieces of clothing scattered outside, as well as a pair of underwear, for people to check to see if they belong to her."

Father Zhou sent someone to do it with a cold face, and checked the identities of those people by the way.

Everyone was waiting for the news, and the room was extremely quiet.

Zhou's mother still had a glimmer of hope, these clothes were hers, there was nothing wrong with that, but the underwear would never be passed on outside, Yuan Zhaoxiu wanted to put the shit bowl on her head.

Yuan Zhao glanced at Zhou's mother, gently lowered his eyelids, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Zhou Shiyuan on the side felt a slight thump in his heart when he saw this.

(End of this chapter)