Uncle Gong Jian didn't know whether to praise his mother-in-law for being smart, saying that their kitchen knife was better left at Gong Jian's house when she wasn't in front of someone else's house. Or should he praise his mother-in-law for being too stupid, because she even thought about it for a long time and even took out the newly bought kitchen knife?
Only by scaring him did I express my intention clearly.
After hesitating for a moment, Uncle Gong Jian looked at the kitchen knife in Mrs. Gong Jian's hand. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to signal to Mrs. Gong Jian to pull him up first.
After Uncle Gong Jian finally stopped, he whispered to Uncle Gong Jian's wife: "This way, when you go in again, carefully hide behind the people. When the group of people disperses, you can have a good talk with the village chief. Just say
Our kitchen knife... then it’s not right in Gong Jian’s house. You can’t just say that, so how can you tell me why our kitchen knife appeared in Gong Jian’s house?”
Auntie Gong Jian in front of him listened to her man's instructions very neatly, but behind him, it was obvious that his man was also troubled. He couldn't think of any good reason to tell him what happened to his kitchen knife.
The matter of running to Gong Jian's house.
At this time, Uncle Gong Jian couldn't think of any good ideas. She could only look at her man expectantly, hoping that he would come up with an idea as soon as possible. Sure enough, Uncle Gong Jian lived up to his expectations, and Uncle Gong Jian moved a few times.
After that, I immediately thought of a way.
"So you say that before Gong Jian and his family left, they borrowed a kitchen knife from our family. By the way, are there any marks on our kitchen knife that can prove that it belongs to our family?"
Uncle Gong Jian didn't know what special marks there were on his kitchen knife. He had never used that thing. Naturally, he didn't know what was so special about it. He could only hope that his mother-in-law would be clever.
, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to get the kitchen knife back. Mainly because he couldn't prove that the kitchen knife belonged to them.
Fortunately, Auntie Gong Jian was also very good this time. After thinking for a moment, she immediately jumped up with joy: "Master, our kitchen knives really have a mark."
Because she was so happy, she forgot to control the volume again. Uncle Gong Jian hurriedly stretched out his hand to press her open mouth, and while pressing it, he said: "Shhhhh, you are worried that no one can hear what's going on, please turn it down a little bit."
Voice."
Aunt Gong Jian also realized that she had forgotten her sense of proportion. She hurriedly whispered: "Master, there are three big gaps in our kitchen knife. They were made when I was chopping meat."
Hearing what Uncle Gong Jian said, Uncle Gong Jian's first reaction was to reach out and slap her twice. This prodigal woman can make her use even the kitchen knife in the house like this. But now it is obvious that he is not the one who lost his temper.
At that time, he could only restrain himself
He was so angry that he glared at Gong Jian's mother-in-law fiercely, and then said: "Okay, remember this mark and tell the village chief directly that the kitchen knife belongs to our family, but it was just that Gong Jian was raped before.
I borrowed it, now you have to get it back."
As he spoke, Uncle Gong Jian reached out and snatched the new kitchen knife from Uncle Gong Jian's hand, "I'll take this home first. Remember, you must wait until those people leave before talking to the village chief in private.
Talk about this."
At this time, Uncle Gong Jian also knew that the people in the village had strong opinions on the couple. If Uncle Gong Jian didn't care about anything and told this matter in public, even if it could be proved that the kitchen knife belonged to their family, it would probably be a problem.
People would come out to give her a few words. And this stupid woman is not smart. She can't say a few words clearly, let alone respond.
So Uncle Gong Jian simply told his mother-in-law to wait until everyone else left before discussing the matter with the village chief in private. After all, as the head of a village, even if the village chief looks down on his own family members, he can still do things
It still has to be fair.
Uncle Gong Jian nodded hurriedly: "Yeah, I understand. As the head of the house, I will listen to you." After saying that, she wanted to support Uncle Gong Jian and continue walking home. However, Uncle Gong Jian gave him a hand.
Pushing away: "Why are you still supporting me? Go back quickly and wait for the group of people to disperse and get our kitchen knife back. This is serious business. I can walk back by myself."
Uncle Gong Jian was also reluctant to part with the kitchen knife at home. Although his mother-in-law had gone to town to buy a new one. But if he could get his kitchen knife back, Uncle Gong Jian had already planned to let his mother-in-law take it.
Return the new kitchen knife and get back his hundreds of money. In any case, in this matter, they did not take advantage of Gong Jian's family at all, and they cannot suffer too much loss.
Because of her man's orders, Aunt Gong Jian didn't dare to insist, so she quickly turned around and slipped back to Gong Jian's yard.
Seeing that the woman had entered the small courtyard of Gong Jian's house, Uncle Gong Jian continued to stagger towards his home step by step. As soon as he entered the door, he quickly turned back and covered the courtyard door.
Uncle Gong Jian now wants to lock the door to prevent anyone from coming to their home again. But his mother-in-law is still outside. If he locks the door at this time, he will have to struggle to open the door after a while. The younger son cannot show his face now.
, do you expect him, a disabled person, to limp all the way to open the door? So he could only close the door, and then hurriedly moved towards his younger son's room.
When Uncle Gong Jian was sweating profusely in pain, he gritted his teeth and insisted on reaching the door of Gong Yaozu's room. When he reached out to push Gong Yaozu's door open, he found that his youngest son was lying on the bed, snoring loudly.
sky.
Uncle Gong Jian was so angry that he wanted to walk over in two steps, pull his youngest son off the bed, and give him a harsh lesson. It was clear in the daytime, but his son didn't study hard, and he actually...
There is laziness in the house.
Not to mention the big trouble he caused. He hurt his foot and had to limp to wipe his butt and smooth over the matter. As for him, it was better to just hide in the room and whine.
Go to sleep, how can this son be worthy of his father?
I don't know whether Uncle Gong Jian's gaze was too eager or the resentment in his heart was too great. Gong Yaozu, who was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up at this time.
But he didn't realize that his father was looking at him fiercely at the door. He just thought that he kicked the quilt when he was sleeping. He probably was a little cold when he slept. Gong Yaozu turned over and grabbed
He picked up the quilt next to him and covered himself. Then he thought about continuing to meet Duke Zhou.
In fact, the current Gong Yaozu is not as comfortable as his father thought. He is still in pain. The moment he turned over just now, Gong Yaozu grinned in pain and almost cried out in pain. (Not finished yet.