Forced to be involved, the cannon fodder female supporting role has won a lot of money in the era

Chapter 55

Wang Zhihui also wanted Mrs. Wang to teach Jiang Chunyu a lesson. He had never been so embarrassed in his entire life.

He raised his thumbs, held Mrs. Wang in his hands and said, "You are really wise and powerful, you are so right. Someone like Jiang Chunyu will marry with evil intentions in the future, so it is better to replace her with Xia Nuan."

Mrs. Wang glanced at her grandson. She had eaten more salt than the little bastard had walked. How could she know what he was thinking?
"Stop hating the old lady, when did you and Jiang Xiannuan get together? Do you think the Jiang family's second bedroom is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the big one is just the right one? The Jiang family's marriage just happened to be cancelled, and the textile factory logistics director Zhou My daughter Zhou Lihong is even more worthy of our Wang family’s only Miaomiao.”

Wang Zhihui thought for a long time before he remembered who Zhou Lihong was in Mrs. Wang's mouth, and his smug expression instantly turned a little ugly.

"Miscellaneous, I'm your grandson, how could you push me into the fire pit? That damn fat guy Zhou Lihong will marry whomever he likes, but I won't marry him anyway."

Zhou Lihong weighs more than 180 kilograms, is 1.6 meters tall, has yellow skin and has a bad temper. Wang Zhihui, a good young man, couldn't imagine why he found such a fat woman.

"Nai, I will only marry Xia Nuan anyway, she, she already has my child."

"What?" This exclamation came from the Queen Mother. She wanted to refute every word her son said about Jiang Chunyu. It was clear that Chunyu was not that kind of person.

But she had a huge mountain like her mother-in-law pressing down on her, so it was hard to say some words.

"Little bastard, are you crazy? How dare you do this?" Wang's father, who had been silent all this time, took off his cloth shoes and threw them on Wang Zhihui's shoulders.

Mrs. Wang was quite angry at first, but her grandson was beaten so hard that she couldn't care less about the shock, only feeling distressed.

She patted the prince's father on the shoulder, "You are seeking death, my old lady is not dead yet, I wonder who dares to touch my grandson, our old Wang family has passed down the inheritance from generation to generation, and now we hope that Xiao Huizi's generation will flourish!" The kids are fine too.”

Before having children, Mrs. Wang would never consider it. After having children, Mrs. Wang immediately agreed. Nothing was as important as continuing the family line.

She began to arrange tasks one by one, "I am getting older. When Xiao Huizi gets married, I will take care of his children at home. Xiao Huizi, you go to the Jiang family and cancel the marriage."

The Queen Mother looked at her mother-in-law uneasily, with a worried look on her face, "But, what about work?"

"Working is nothing. How dare she, Jiang Chunyu, deserve to have my job? It's cool and cool." Mrs. Wang always looked down on the Queen Mother, and she was not polite when she spoke.

The Queen Mother screamed in anger, her voice as low as that of a mosquito, "What if we report our Zhihui?"

"Trash, why did I let my son marry a trash like you in the first place? Jiang Chunyu just likes our little Huizi so much. She did this in the hope that our little Huizi can change her mind. When the time comes, go and be soft. , If the soft one is no longer enough, then try the hard one.”

Old Mrs. Wang talked a lot, but the Queen Mother was still a little hesitant. Wang Zhihui couldn't stand it anymore and quickly looked at his breasts.

"Nai, you are the only one in our family who can solve the problem best. If my mother goes to ensure that this matter is handled properly, I still need you to take action in person."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly and grinned to her ears. She was really like this. Her daughter-in-law couldn't do anything, so she had to step in.

"Okay, just listen to my eldest grandson."

The next day, when Jiang Chunyu was still awake, she heard Mrs. Jiang affectionately calling another old lady her mother-in-law.

At first she didn't take it seriously, thinking someone in the eldest family was getting married, but the more she heard about it, the less that was the case, and her name seemed to be mentioned. "My mother-in-law, don't worry. It's just a change. What does our family have to disagree with? It's true that Chun Yu's child was not raised well by the second family, so she married into your Wang family. My old lady is very ashamed."

Mrs. Jiang held Mrs. Wang's hand and said she felt guilty, but the smile on her lips betrayed her.

"I haven't been taught well? That's true. After all, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. The roots of the Jiang family are broken. Not to mention our second wife, even the others are probably not much better."

Jiang Chunyu stood at the door, folding his arms and looking at Mrs. Jiang with a half-smile.

"She's very sharp-tongued." Mrs. Wang looked Jiang Chunyu from top to bottom. She really didn't expect that the little girl who couldn't hit three farts with a stick could now be quite good at talking.
When Jiang Chunyu saw Mrs. Jiang picking up the feather duster and about to stand up, she quickly took a step back and continued.This was the first time that Mrs. Wang saw a young comrade with a thick skin and a sharp tongue like Jiang Chunyu. She stood tall, held her identity in high regard, and gave instructions in a condescending tone.

"Chun Yu, this little girl has changed a lot. Old lady, I really like this little girl's intelligence and energy, but it's a pity that she doesn't have any fate with my little Huizi. A strong and twisted melon is not sweet after all. Young people still need to understand this truth. .”

Jiang Chunyu squinted his eyes, showed his big white teeth, and smiled happily.

"I understand, I understand very well. What you said, Grandma Wang, is so true. Although we are two generations apart, we want to go together."

"I also think that if we get along, we will get together, and if we don't get along, we will separate. Grandma Wang, you see, although I am young, this realization is definitely the best."

What a shame, the old woman didn't praise Jiang Chunyu, so Mrs. Wang looked at her secretly.

I don’t know if Jiang Chunyu is pretending to be stupid, but the relaxation in Mrs. Wang’s heart has disappeared, and her face is more serious. It seems that the matter of breaking off the engagement with her grandson is not as simple as imagined.

Originally, Mrs. Jiang only wanted to watch Mrs. Wang and Jiang Chunyu fight. She was so sure in her heart that Mrs. Wang would win, and her hands were already peeling pumpkin seeds unconsciously.

She really didn't expect that Mrs. Wang would be defeated in just a few words. It seems that she, Mrs. Jiang, is the one to take action.

"Jiang Chunyu, you are so presumptuous, how can you talk to your elders? Marriage is a major matter, parents order the matchmaker, don't give me those nonsense."

The feather duster in her hand fell heavily again, "Let's wait until tonight to discuss this matter, so as not to make people laugh."

Qin Caifeng curled her lips speechlessly and took her daughter back to their room.

The second-bedroom house was more than ten square meters. As soon as Jiang Chunyu entered, he was choked with tears by the damp and unpleasant smell. Even during the day, the light in the house was still insufficient, barely allowing people to see the route clearly.

In such a small house, six people lived in two rooms, including Jiang Dahe, Qin Caifeng and his wife, Jiang Yongcheng, Liu Xuemei, the original owner and her brother Jiang Yongxin.

"Daughter, you are partial. Wang Zhihui is an only child. Whatever good things come to the Wang family from now on will belong to you, and you don't have to worry about work."

"Tell mom, what's going on with you today?"

My daughter is not a very courageous person. It is enough to come out for a confrontation today. I am sure she was stimulated by Jiang Xia Nuan.

(End of this chapter)