So he hurriedly stood up and said with a soft and weak look: "Little brother, this is my mother-in-law's fault. I am here to apologize to you. She is old and has some problems. Don't
Just like her."
When Qin Huairu lowered her head, she showed her most beautiful side face. It was a face that was even better than that of Lotus.
The young man had never seen this scene before. Seeing Qin Huairu swaying gracefully and apologizing to him, his whole heart was filled with tears.
He turned around to look at Jia Zhang, who was getting older and more ferocious due to the blows she suffered in the past year, and then looked at Qin Huairu, who was still as beautiful as ever. The young man's face was full of pity. Sister Qin was good at everything, but her life was not good.
There is such a mother-in-law on the stall.
If he married a daughter-in-law like Sister Qin, he would promise to protect her, but he would not be willing to let her suffer so many grievances.
What a pity that Sister Qin married into the Jia family!
The more he thought about it, the more pity he felt. The young man couldn't help but steal another glance at Qin Huairu, and looked at the pleading in her eyes. After all, he had softened his heart and did not intend to pursue it any further.
The young man didn't really want to have anything happen with Qin Huairu, nor did he have any thoughts about her. After all, the age difference between the two was so big.
But how can a young man with a strong temperament be able to hold himself back when he encounters a young woman who still retains her charm and begs you for mercy?
Wanting to show off one's magnanimity in front of beautiful members of the opposite sex is an instinct that most men cannot escape.
Under Qin Huairu's gaze, the young man's face turned slightly red. He turned around and coughed twice, trying to cover up his behavior. Then he waved his hand magnanimously: "Forget it this time, for Sister Qin's sake."
Son, I won’t argue with you, Aunt Jia.”
The young man didn't want to pursue the matter any further, but Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't want to let go of this fat sheep like him.
Especially when I saw him and his daughter-in-law flirting with each other just now, I felt even more angry.
While secretly scolding his daughter-in-law for being shameless and frivolous, he hugged the young man's thigh and cried loudly: "Someone is coming, someone is coming! Someone is bullying the old lady, someone is bullying the old lady!"
The young man looked at Jia Zhang with some disgust as his tears and snot were stained on his pants, and he felt distressed in his heart. His new pants!
After these pants were made, they were ruined by this old lady Jia without even putting them in the water once.
Thinking of those snot and tears, the young man suddenly felt that he didn't want these pants anymore.
She wanted to get angry, but she looked at Qin Huairu next to her with a pleading face and suppressed her anger. In the end, she could only helplessly look at Jia Zhang who was hugging her legs: "Aunt Jia, what do you want to say?
What are you doing? I really haven’t touched your money. If you want change, you should ask for it from the person who came into your room. Why bother with me, a person who has never been here once in eight lifetimes? "
Hearing the concession in the young man's tone, Jia Zhang's eyelids drooped and she said reluctantly: "You stole that money. It's anyone else but you. I don't think you are a good person. You go out early and stay late every day."
You don’t know what you are doing when you return home, but don’t do bad things outside and ruin the reputation of our courtyard.”
The young man almost laughed out loud when he heard Jia Zhang's shameless words: "Shouldn't you be the one who brought down the reputation of the courtyard?
Just because of the few things you did, the reputation in our courtyard has long been lost, and you still have the nerve to blame me.
Aunt Jia, can you show some face?"
Zhang Yu, who was listening nearby, nodded fiercely. This young man was simply his mouthpiece! He said all the words he wanted to say.
Mrs. Jia Zhang's face suddenly froze. She now hates people mentioning her past things.
Seeing the young man tearing off her fig leaf, Jia Zhang suddenly felt that the eyes of the people around her had changed.
And these words of the young man also gave the people around them a reminder, reminding them instantly of the bad things that happened because of Jia and Zhang, so that they now dare not say which courtyard they are from when they go out?
They were afraid that some people would think that they were neighbors with Jia Zhang and would join her in the same deeds.
Before this incident happened, people living in this courtyard had the confidence to go out. After all, not everyone can live in such a good courtyard.
It was also an advantage for the younger generation's marriage, but now it's all gone.
Thinking of the impact of what Jia Zhang did on them, the people around them stopped caring about being jealous of young people and making money, and turned against Jia Zhang one after another.
The younger one spoke more pleasantly: "Aunt Jia, maybe you forgot the money somewhere? Do you want to look for it again?"
Regarding the younger generation in the courtyard, Jia and Zhang, relying on their age, were not timid at all and directly spat back: "Where do I put my money? Do I know? I just said it was lost.
If you lose it, you can still fool people."
As he spoke, he also turned his attention to the person who spoke: "Did you steal that money? You entered my house yesterday."
"Aunt Jia, please don't frame a good person." Upon hearing that Jia Zhang said that he stole money, the person who spoke was also anxious and hurriedly retorted. At the end, he explained to everyone a little embarrassedly: "I did that yesterday.
It was because my sister-in-law had a big belly that it was difficult to carry water, so I helped her carry a bucket of water. Please don't slander anyone!"
As soon as she heard what he said, Mrs. Jia Zhang immediately became unhappy. She put down her legs that were holding the young man and rushed towards the person who was speaking, trying to scratch him: "My son is alive and well.
My son doesn't know how to carry water, does he need your courtesy? I think you just want to take advantage of my daughter-in-law!"
Hearing what Jia Zhang said, the daughter-in-law of the person who spoke was not happy. She grabbed her husband and stood in front of him with her hands on her hips. She said to Jia Zhang, "We call you Aunt Jia.
But considering your age, we respect our elders, but this is not an excuse for you to be reckless and frame others casually.
I think you just think too dirty, that's why you don't like anyone."
"You bitch, who are you calling dirty? Say it again." Mrs. Jia Zhang was furious. She had never been this angry since she got married to the First Master.
"Hmph, whoever is dirty knows who he is.
Your Jia family treats your daughter-in-law harshly, so don’t let anyone tell you.
My man just saw that she was pregnant and needed to carry water, so he helped her. I didn't expect that some people would think so dirty.
Mother-in-law Jia, you have always wanted your son to be known as a cuckold, does your son know?"
After saying that, the daughter-in-law of that family ignored the shocked Jia Zhang and pinched the man's ears, pulling her into the house and teaching her a lesson: "I said I won't let you have good intentions, why don't you?
Listen?
Look at your good intentions, what do people think of you? Do you know that sometimes good intentions are not rewarded!"
