Who would have thought that at this moment, the door of the house opened from the inside, and Zhuang Keqing walked out with a smile on his face, and said warmly: "Second uncle, why are you here? Please come in quickly."
She stepped forward and opened the door to the small courtyard, reached out to take the things from Zhuang's hands, and welcomed people in.
Then he turned around and threw the others at the door without even saying hello.
Mrs. Qian's face was blue and purple, and she was about to have an attack, "You..."
Zhuang San pulled his wife in shock and almost reached out to cover her mouth.
"mother!"
Zhuang San lowered his voice, "But do you still remember what we are going to do today? You have to bear it if you are angry!"
As soon as she said this, Mrs. Qian's anger was like a candle that had just started to spark. With a pinch of her fingers, it went out with a 'pop'.
Yes, today is here to ease the relationship.
Her granddaughter is not an easy person to deal with. If she wants to show off her authority as an elder at this time, she cannot.
I thought clearly, but it was not easy to actually do it. Mrs. Qian's face twitched a few times before she forced a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Mom, this is it. Come on, let's go in."
Zhuang San saw that his mother had no problem here, so he urged the two elders to leave first, and he followed behind.
In the main room, as soon as Zhuang Er's buttocks touched the stool, he saw his father and mother coming in. He stood up hurriedly and gave up his seat.
"Mom, sit here."
Zhuang San took a step forward and helped Old Mrs. Qian sit down. When Zhuang Er saw her on the other side, he also pulled out a stool for Old Zhuang to sit on.
The two old men sat down and put their arms on the table, looking as embarrassed as ever.
Zhuang Er, on the other hand, felt very cramped standing aside, not as relaxed and free as before when he went out.
Zhuang Keqing watched coldly from the side without saying a word.
This grandma, as soon as she entered the house, seemed to be a bit anti-customer. I don't know what her intention was in coming here today.
Anyway, it’s definitely not because I miss Aman.
"Where is my eldest daughter-in-law?"
After entering the room and sitting down, Mrs. Qian's heart gradually became more at ease, and she opened her mouth to ask.
In this family, the best person to control is Mrs. Qin. If she can just let her go, today's matter will be easily solved at that time.
But Zhuang Keqing was not willing to let his mother face the old lady again. He just said lightly, "My mother is not feeling well today, so she won't come out to see the guests."
"What's the point of meeting guests? We are a family, so how can we call it a meeting of guests?"
Mrs. Qian's mind raced very quickly. She caught the end of Zhuang Keqing's words and concluded the relationship between them in two sentences.
It’s a family!
Zhuang Keqing really admired this old lady's ability to tell lies.
A family?
When her mother came to borrow money from her when she was seriously ill, why didn't she talk about her family?
She bet that her ghost father was gone. When she invited him to attend the funeral, why didn't she talk about the whole family?
When she found a tofu business and made money, she came to plot and even wanted to check on her own marriage. Now they were a family?
"Family?"
Zhuang Ke raised the corners of his lips and spoke in a gentle and soft tone, completely different from her calm and indifferent eyes.
"Grandma, you have forgotten that the banker's family was divided a few years ago. To say that we are one family is probably a bit forced."
Mrs. Qian's hard-pressed smile was almost unbearable.
"You girl, how can you talk to your elders like this?"
"Family separation does not differentiate between surnames, but your surname is still Zhuang."
This was what Old Man Zhuang, who had always had a low sense of presence, said.
He didn't have much impression of this granddaughter. It could be said that he couldn't remember what his eldest son looked like, let alone the Qin family. She was just a vague-faced woman.
But although he usually doesn't care about everything, he can't tolerate the younger generation being so disrespectful to the elders.
Seeing that Old Man Zhuang showed a rare sense of being a family member, Old Mrs. Qian straightened up a little.
that is!
Your father was born to me, so even if the family is separated, you girl will still have to listen to me!
"The law of this dynasty requires that after a family is separated, they will form separate households. They will no longer live together, eat together, and have separate incomes. Although they are both surnamed Zhuang, based on the law, you and Ke'er's family no longer have any relationship."
A cold and deep male voice sounded, and everyone followed the sound and saw a young man wearing a light bamboo-colored robe slowly coming over and standing behind the girl.
He stretched out his hand and gently patted the girl's thin shoulder. When he looked at her, his eyes were soft and indifferent.
But when he raised his head again to face Old Man Zhuang, he was already indifferent.
"The "Book of Filial Piety" says that when a family is divided, the property should be equally divided among all the sons. But as far as I know, the big house of the banker does not exceed the two acres of low-grade paddy fields. The old man is so partial that the orphans and widows can hardly support themselves in the village, so they still rely on
We can only survive by helping our neighbors."
There was a faint gloom between the young man's eyebrows, as if the anger that had been accumulated for a long time erupted in an instant, and he asked questions.
"If the elders are not kind, what qualifications do you have to regard yourself as an elder here?"
What he said was so reasonable that the old man Zhuang couldn't say a single word because he was choked. He could only point at his nominal grandson-in-law and kept saying "You, you, you..."
Seeing that, he was very angry.
And Mrs. Qian was completely bored. How could she understand the laws and filial piety scriptures? Moreover, when the family was separated, Dafang was indeed only given two acres of low-grade paddy fields as a wasteland. This was a wasteland for the whole village.
You know, I want to refute this time, but both of my excuses are wrong.
Zhuang Sanyi didn't like it. Dad was showing off his power at the wrong time and to the wrong target!
His niece-in-law, looking at how tall and talented he was, was just standing here with a taciturn look. He didn't expect that the moment he opened his mouth, he would be so powerful. It was like pinching a snake by seven inches, causing his parents to lose their seniority in an instant.
Rely on!
But Zhuang San had forgotten that at the wedding, Shen Ling also calmly dealt with the troublemaker Niu Dan, which shows that he is not a pedantic scholar who only knows how to study.
The situation suddenly froze, Old Man Zhuang's chest heaved with anger, and it looked like he was about to lose his breath. Old Mrs. Qian's eyes wandered, and she had no intention of caring about her old man, and Mr. Zhuang did not dare to speak, for fear that Shen Ling would be gone.
If you bring out the scandalous things you have done, there is really no need to stay.
At this time, the three of them each had their own thoughts, and they all focused on Zhuang Er.
"Second brother, dad said this just out of anger. He didn't mean to scold his niece. Don't you think so?"
Zhuang San smiled awkwardly, and secretly kicked Zhuang Er, neither lightly nor seriously.
Second brother, I can only rely on you to make your words smoother!
Zhuang Er also has a big head.
Dad, you usually don't say a word at home all day long. How come you are here and stab people in the heart as soon as you open your mouth?
The two times he went out with his niece, he had clearly seen that his niece-in-law was not someone to be trifled with. He looked quiet and quiet, but as long as it was anything related to his niece, he took it all to heart and compared it with himself.
More caring.
Hey, it’s so difficult for him!
Zhuang Er sighed heavily in his heart and could only put on a flattering smile on his face.
"Eldest niece, dad really can't speak. For the sake of my second uncle, can you not worry about it?"
I said this with a very low profile.
Zhuang Keqing is not a person without feelings. On the contrary, she has some gratitude and affection in her heart for her second uncle who has always treated her and Aling sincerely.
Seeing this tall, strong man bending down and bowing in embarrassment, I suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.
"Second uncle, please sit down and I'll pour you some tea."
Zhuang Keqing didn't say any words of forgiveness directly, lest he would be gossiped about again.
She didn't believe what Mrs. Qian said!
Zhuang Keqing left the house, and Shen Ling followed him to the kitchen. There were only four people in the second and third bedrooms left in the main room. One of them was so angry that he had no fighting ability. The other two were uneasy. The remaining one secretly regretted it and felt that he would not be able to fight today. It's time to make this trip.
"Mom, please remember, don't say anything like dad in the future, poking a person's lung tube. This time, we just have to make love and do what they want."
Seeing that there was no hope for his father, Zhuang San hurriedly called his mother to give him detailed instructions.
"I know, I know."
Mrs. Qian nodded repeatedly.
She was shocked by her grandson-in-law's words just now, and she didn't dare to say anything nonsense this time.
"Second brother, you have to be smarter later. If mother and third son don't talk about it, you have to be there to support me."
Zhuang Er grimaced helplessly.
Support? What kind of support?
I used to think that I couldn't speak without thinking, but now I still want to let him support me?
