Zhang Daming vetoed: "isn't there a TV where we used to live? Why spend money on your own? How nice to save that money to buy a car

After the house was sold, he finally had the money to buy a car. Unfortunately, his mother-in-law, Zhang Chunhua, didn't allow him to buy it. She said that when he moved to his new home, he didn't know where to put the car now.

He was so angry that he couldn't say a word. But now she says she wants to buy a new TV, how can he bear it.

"Smelly old man, don't buy a new TV, you let us move into a new home, but also use the broken TV left by Xiaojie's dead parents, don't you feel too cautious?"

Zhang Daming choked, speechless.

"I want to buy new furniture, not for our family to have a brand new future in spring!" Zhang Chunhua leaned on the head of the bed, squinting and enjoying watching TV.

Tonight, perhaps the most extravagant night in their lives, was delivered by the hotel staff downstairs, and their attitude was like treating God.

For several days, they stayed in the hotel waiting for the notice from the manager on the other side of the new house.

Qiushui's home is here. Tang Junfeng asks Qiushui to call Xiaojie down and tell her that the house is coming back.

At the beginning, Xiao Jie couldn't believe it: "Mr. Tang, what you said is true? But How can Zhang Jia be willing to

Where do they live without a house? And they only account for a quarter of that house. Even if they sell it, they can't buy a house the same size as that villa. How can they compromise easily?

Tang Junfeng meaningful smile: "I naturally have their willing to give up the house."

Xiaojie is still in a dream. She feels unrealistic and illusory.

Tang Junfeng added: "now they have left the villa, and the things in it have not moved. Do you want to go back and have a look?"

The villa was left to her by Xiaojie's parents. After Xiaojie married Zhang Mingchun, Zhang Mingchun took his parents to live in her house, but nothing was added. All the things were preserved before her parents were alive.

Of course, Xiaojie can't wait to go back and have a look. Since she jumped into the sea that day, she didn't go back once. Even her baby, Xiaoding, helped her secretly.

"Let's go and have a look after lunch." Qiushui suggested.

Xiao Jie hesitated for a moment, but still nodded heavily.

No matter what the house was ruined by the three members of Zhang Mingchun's family, there were relics left by her parents in it. At least she had to keep the precious things left by her parents beside her, as well as the photos taken by the baby when she was a child, which were carefully collected by her.

After lunch, they went to Xiaojie's house.

As soon as she arrived at Xiaojie's downstairs, she met aunt Fang. Aunt Fang almost cried when she saw Xiaojie with her baby in her arms.

"You silly child, why can't you figure it out? Do you know how many tears your aunt secretly wiped at home when you jumped into the sea? Don't blame your parents for not taking good care of your son! You are so stupid. You can't be so stupid any more, you know? "

Aunt Fang took Xiaojie's hand and said something for a long time before letting her go.

After she married Zhang Mingchun, aunt Fang came to play cards with Zhang Chunhua. Although the three members of Zhang Mingchun's family were immigrants, they soon played with them.

At the time of Xiaojie's accident, she thought that all the people in the village had been bribed by Zhang Chunhua's family, and the whole village was on their side. She was helpless, so she had been jumping into the sea.

Now that I'm back, I know that there are still people who care about themselves.

Xiaojie can't help crying sensibly. Qiushui doesn't feel good. When she comes to Xiaojie's villa, she looks at the empty but messy home, which is not popular at all, but full of all kinds of stink. Her mood is just like this home at this time. It's messy and depressing.

It is conceivable that these days, Zhang Chunhua's family let themselves go. The house was not cleaned up, things were left in disorder, and her father's favorite paintings were burned as firewood. The rest of them lay on the ground, dying with their eyes closed, as if waiting for her to see them for the last time.

Xiaojie squatted down and burst into tears. She dared to love and dare to love since she was a child, but she never regretted making such a decision as now, that is, she was pregnant with Zhang Mingchun's child and married him regardless of secular eyes.

It's because she has no eyes. She deserves it. But why did they take so many of her and burn her father's most precious paintings!

After crying for a long time, she went upstairs and didn't go to her room, where her heart was very repulsive. When she thought of the scene she saw when she went home and opened the door of her room that day, she felt as if her heart had been pierced by thousands of needles. It hurt, it hurt.

There was not much damage upstairs, but it was as messy as it was breathless.

Xiaojie went to the baby room. Xiaoding told her that when he found the baby in the baby room, he was wrapped in a piece of cloth and put it on the ground. When he turned on the light and approached, some mice and cockroaches even came out.Holding her breath, she approached the baby room step by step. As soon as she opened the door, the dense cockroaches sprang up and ran out to both sides of her feet.

Xiaojie was so scared that she fell back and nearly fell on the ground. Qiushui helped her in time, but when she saw the cockroaches, she almost vomited.

Xiaojie rushed into the baby's room like crazy. A few big rats just got into the hole, and several rags on the ground were bitten everywhere. The ground was full of rat excrement, dirty and chaotic, making people numb.

Xiaojie clasped her arms tightly and cried bitterly.

"Zhang Mingchun, Zhang Chunhua, Zhang Daming, I want you to die hard!"

Autumn water listen to her curse and cry, tears followed to flow down, cover mouth, keep choking.

How cold-blooded do people have to be in order to do such evil.

Are they not afraid of retribution one day?

Finally, Xiaojie just stepped into her room, and the disgusting smell seemed to have not gone away. She wrinkled her nose in disgust.

Open a box, from inside to find out her photos, but found that all the scissors were broken, even the baby is not left.

There is a piece of paper in the photo cabinet, written by a Fang: Xiao Jie, do you think that if you die, I can't sleep with your man? I tell you, we are happy now! I'll cut these photos of you. I'll burn them to the bottom for you!

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