"Bang!" Li Suhua couldn't bear to see this situation, and also slapped the table: "Zhou Bingkun, where are you on? I called you here because your sister was beaten, and I asked you to stand up for her.
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"Old lady, you can't be confused. We are here to mediate the conflicts between them, not to vent their anger in a fight. Of course, whoever is in control will be on the other side. Do you think your daughter still looks like someone else's daughter-in-law?
"She looks down on the men who support the family. With her like this, let alone Feng Huacheng, I want to slap her."
Since Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng have developed into this situation, Zhou Bingkun certainly cannot let the two divorce directly.
Not only cannot two people get divorced, but they must also be allowed to live together for a few more years.
The two people's broken marriage lasted for a few more years and tortured each other for a few more years.
It was worth all these years that Zhou Rong had been acting like a monster, otherwise Zhou Rong would have gotten divorced.
Married seamlessly to Cai Xiaoguang, a successful young director of the Jichun Repertory Theater Company.
It's too cheap to live a good life again immediately, Zhou Rong.
"Old lady, Bingkun was right this time. We should be on the side of justice."
Although Zhou Zhigang prefers Zhou Rong to Li Suhua, when something happens.
Men are still more rational than women. Zhou Zhigang still remembers that he should mediate conflicts between the couple, while Li Suhua is more emotional and hopes that Zhou Bingkun will kill Feng Hua and vent his anger on Zhou Rong.
"It's okay for someone named Feng to beat his wife!" Li Suhua said reluctantly.
Lao Zhou could only turn his head and look at Feng Huacheng: "Feng Huacheng, I have to talk about you. No matter what Zhou Rong does, you can't hit anyone."
"Yes, Feng Huacheng, you live in Zhou's house, and if you are a son-in-law who knocks on the door, you will act like a knock on the door. Doesn't Zhou Rong just insult you and humiliate you every day? What's the big deal? It's just Zhou Rong riding on your head to shit, you
As a grown man, there is nothing you can't tolerate. As long as you can endure it, won't there be no conflicts in your family?"
Zhou Bingkun said sarcastically, calling Feng Huacheng, but Zhou Bingkun said this to Zhou Zhigang.
I knew Lao Zhou would be partial, but I couldn't bully Feng Huacheng like this.
Putting aside all Zhou Rong's faults, I only blame Feng Huacheng for beating people, just like playing a gangster.
Whoever meets a woman like Zhou Rong doesn't want to make a big fuss about her.
"Rong'er, please control yourself. Even if you don't live up to your expectations, he is also your man. You can't humiliate him every day."
Lao Zhou heard the sarcasm in Zhou Bing's words, and said a few words about Zhou Rong in a nonchalant way, and also humiliated Feng Huacheng by the way.
Zhou Zhigang once again showed his admiration for others. When Feng Huacheng was a famous poet in the capital, the Zhou family was still a poor family. Feng Huacheng was able to earn face for Lao Zhou. Even if he seduced his own daughter, Lao Zhou would still speak politely.
Now Feng Huacheng is not as good as before and can only be regarded as an ordinary poet.
There were three college students in Lao Zhou's family, and one of them disappeared and the other grew up. Lao Zhou started to disrespect Feng Huacheng more and more.
"Zhou Rong, if your family is like this, can you only blame Feng Huacheng? Can't you try harder yourself? You are not an ordinary housewife with no education, no ability, and no job. You have been studying for more than 20 years.
, are you thinking about it all the way to your stomach?"
Zhou Rong only disliked Feng Huacheng for being incompetent. She had never reflected on herself. After reading books for so many years, she still didn't make much of a difference.
After studying Chinese for so many years, my status in the cultural circle is not even that of the down-and-out poet Feng Huacheng.
Feng Huacheng had at least published some poems before, but Zhou Rong had never even published an article.
Zhou Bingkun's quarrel with Zhou Rong drew grateful glances from Feng Huacheng, and angry looks from Zhou Rong, Zhou Zhigang, and Li Suhua.
Li Suhua was even more angry and slapped Zhou Bingkun hard on the back: "Zhou Bingkun, why did I ask you to come here?"
"Don't you want me to mediate the conflict between Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng?" Zhou Bingkun pretended to be confused and said: "If I am like the old man and favor Zhou Rong regardless of right or wrong, will Feng Huacheng be convinced?"
There is not only one person named Feng in the house. If you do things like this, your granddaughter will think of you in the future."
"Zhou Bingkun, I don't need you to interfere with our family's affairs. Just leave."
Zhou Rong shouted at Zhou Bingkun, but was exposed by Zhou Bingkun, and Zhou Rong easily broke through the defense.
Zhou Rong has been pampered by her parents since she was a child, and Zhou Bingyi gave in. After getting married, Feng Huacheng tolerated her because she was the youngest daughter-in-law.
She had never suffered any grievances, and her ability to withstand blows was really weak. She didn't even need to say harsh words, but Zhou Rong couldn't bear it and easily broke through her defenses.
"Zhou Rong, what are you thinking? You don't think that since you live here, this is really your home, right? When will it be your turn to have the final say in this family? There are so many people in the family, you should count them carefully.
After counting, who are you?"
Zhou Bingkun pouted back Zhou Rong's words. Zhou Rong also choked on Zhou Bingkun's words and turned red in the face.
Seeing that Zhou Rong was so angry with Zhou Bingkun, Zhou Zhigang couldn't help it: "What he said doesn't matter, what I said is final. Zhou Bingkun, please don't cause trouble here. Don't you have a ticket to go back to the capital tomorrow?"
, you should go back to your home quickly."
Although Zhou Zhigang's words were not harsh, his intention to drive people away was very clear.
"Okay, you have the final say on the house you build." Zhou Bingkun stood up and pulled Feng Huacheng: "Old Feng, let's go out and talk about this matter. Since there is no justice in this house, let's go out
Go ahead. Call the neighbors and ask them to comment. Let everyone talk about it. A woman like Zhou Rong has no ability at all. She still humiliates the breadwinner of the family every day and slaps her with a big mouth.
Nothing wrong?"
Although Feng Huacheng was reluctant to go out, it was embarrassing enough to be scratched by his wife, so he didn't want to be watched.
But Zhou Bingkun was determined to drag Feng Huacheng out, but Feng Huacheng's little strength was completely useless.
Seeing Zhou Bingkun dragging Feng Huacheng to the door, Zhou Zhigang became anxious: "Zhou Bingkun, come back here, don't you think it's embarrassing enough? It's not enough to be embarrassed at home, you want to throw him outside."
Looking at Zhou Zhigang contemptuously, Zhou Bingkun said in as calm a tone as possible: "It's too late. I, Zhou Bingkun, am the kind of person who can go out when you want and come back when you want to come back. This is your house, let me
If I go out, I can follow you, but I can’t decide whether I want to come back or not?”
When Lao Zhou kicked people out, he was quite polite. When Zhou Bingkun responded, he was as peaceful as possible.
"Bingkun, it's better to talk about this behind closed doors at home."
Feng Huacheng struggled not to go out, so he held the door open, still trying to make an effort.
"Old Feng, please stop being so stubborn. If you don't go out with me, I will leave as soon as I leave. You have to think carefully, if I leave, will there be anyone in this family who can speak justice to you?"
Being humiliated, being scratched, and having to apologize to Zhou Rong, why don't you die like a coward."
After Zhou Bingkun finished speaking, Feng Huacheng had some thoughts, gave up struggling, and was pulled to the door of old Zhou's house by Zhou Bingkun.
"Bingkun, what are you doing?" Li Suhua followed the two people out, pulling Zhou Bingkun and said.
"What are you doing? I don't do anything. I just ask the neighbors to comment." After returning to Li Suhua, Zhou Bingkun was so angry that he shouted towards the door:
"Feng Huacheng, didn't your daughter-in-law just humiliate and insult you? Why do you want to fight with your daughter-in-law? Who is Zhou Rong? She is the daughter of the old Zhou family. Can you beat her?"
Zhou Bingkun shouted loudly, which broke the silence of the light-letter night. At that time, all the lights in the nearby neighbors' houses that were not lit were turned on.
These lights must not be on because the lights in the house are all voice-activated. They are all because they heard that the old Zhou family was quarreling and there was a lot of fun to be seen. They were all actively preparing to come over and watch the fun.
It is the nature of Chinese people to love to join in the fun, and this is also the fun of Lao Zhou's family.
The neighbors were even more interested. When Lao Zhou was fine, he would show off his son, daughter, daughter-in-law, and son-in-law in the photos, helping Lao Zhou's family and attracting enough hatred.
I don’t know how many neighbors are envious, jealous, and hateful of the old Zhou family, and want to see their jokes.
"Bingkun, what's going on at your house? Why are you out here so late at night?"
The first person to arrive at the door of Lao Zhou's house was Qiao Chunyan's mother, Aunt Qiao, who ran over with a flashlight.
When this old lady was not so old, she was an enthusiastic member of the neighborhood committee and liked to mix in all kinds of things.
In the past few years, I have grown older and no longer go to the neighborhood committee to help, but I still work hard on the front line of photo-type films.
Wherever there is fun to see, you can see Aunt Qiao.
"Aunt Qiao, there's so much noise at our house that you need to take a rest, right?" Zhou Bingkun said without any sincerity in his apology.
"No, we haven't rested yet. After dinner, we watched TV for a while. When I heard something going on at your house, my aunt came over to have a look. What happened at your house? Tell her and take a look.
Can Auntie help me with anything?" Aunt Qiao winked and asked with a gossipy look on her face.
"Zhou Rong, come out! If you think you are wronged and you are justified, just come out and let the neighbors judge you."
First, he shouted towards the house and continued to attract people who wanted to eat melons.
After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that five or six households and about ten people had rushed to the door of Zhou's house, Zhou Bingkun explained to Aunt Qiao:
"Aunt, I really need your help with this matter. Isn't this Zhou Rong and his wife at war? It's unclear who is right and who is wrong in our family. We have no choice but to trouble everyone, please.
Auntie, you are well-informed and can give me some explanation."
After Zhou Bingkun finished speaking, almost all the neighbors who could come nearby arrived, and there was a crowd of twenty or thirty people at the entrance of the courtyard.
"Bingkun, what exactly is going on? Can you discuss it with me?"
"Son-in-law of the Zhou family, a great poet, the blood marks on your face cannot be scratched by your wife."
"This college student's daughter and son-in-law are also arguing and fighting at home!"
"For such an old man to marry a young girl, I told him at the beginning that he was not a good person."
"Zhou Rong's original partner has been coming to old Zhou's house, so the two of them can't get back together."
Regarding the affairs of Lao Zhou's family, the neighbors were very enthusiastic and enthusiastic, and the discussion was endless. Before Zhou Bingkun started to introduce the specific situation, and what the fight between Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng was, eight versions had already been published.
"Dear neighbors, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, please listen to me first. The details of this matter are as follows."
Zhou Bingkun objectively told the story without favoring Feng Huacheng or discrediting Zhou Rong.
This incident itself, in this era, few people would say it was Feng Huacheng's fault.
It's not like Feng Huacheng beat Zhou Rong violently. In this situation, the couple could be regarded as fighting each other. Looking at the result, Feng Huacheng, whose face was injured, suffered the greater loss.
No one cared. The two of them were having a painless fight. What they cared more about was the cause of the matter.
"This Zhou Rong is too outrageous. The old Zhou family tutor is here."
"How could you treat your own master like this? Who is a man who doesn't have face?"
"Feng Huacheng, you are right to slap her with such a big mouth. If my wife wants to do this, I will slap her with such a big mouth."
The response was good, and most people were reasonable. There were one or two strong women who criticized Feng Huacheng, but Zhou Bingkun simply ignored them.
In fact, with so many people coming to watch, Zhou Bingkun's purpose of old Zhou's joke was achieved.
Lao Zhou dared to kick him out of the Zhou family, so of course he couldn't tolerate it.
What Zhou Zhigang cares about is face, especially face among neighbors like Guangzi Film.
The incident in Lao Zhou's family was well known to everyone, and the neighbors watched the excitement. No matter who was right or wrong, Lao Zhou was the one who was hurt the most.
"Zhou Rong, come out here. The neighbors are here. Don't you think you are justified? Come out and listen to the voices of the neighbors."
Zhou Bingkun continued to shout towards the room.
Zhou Rong and Zhou Bingkun are actually the same. They don't care about their neighbors who are just talking about pictures, and they don't care about their reputation among this group of people.
Hiding in the room, pretending to be an ostrich, as long as you don't listen, you don't care what these people say. The main thing is that you are shameless enough, and you don't care about being talked about.
But Zhou Zhigang was different. Lao Zhou could be shameless in other places, but he could not be shameless in front of his neighbors. With a dark face, he came out of the house and angrily scolded Zhou Bingkun:
"Zhou Bingkun, what are you shouting about? What good will it do to you if you make this matter known to everyone?"
"The good thing is that I respect my conscience and cannot watch you, father and daughter, working together to bully others. Even if Feng Huacheng is now living in the Zhou family, he is still a man and he has dignity."
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Lao Zhou was so angry that Zhou Bingkun could not speak, but Feng Huacheng was so moved by Zhou Bingkun that he looked at Zhou Bingkun with tearful eyes:
"Bingkun, I have wrongly blamed you before. I want to write a poem for you."
Feng Huacheng, too, was indifferent to the opinions of his neighbors like Guangzi Pian.
If you get a house, you will definitely move out. If you don't get along with these neighbors for a long time, you don't care whether the neighbors see jokes or not.
The shame of having his face scratched was overshadowed by the feeling of standing up for Zhou Bingkun.
