Chapter 27 My cute little sister
Under Jiang Tanyue's deliberate guidance yesterday, Aunt Zheng had publicized their miserable situation.
But the gossip heard from others is not as touching as what I heard with my own ears.
At this moment, they seemed to be on the scene.
Qian Zhenzhu, as the daughter-in-law who lived a good life under the old lady of the Jiang family, has a very strong ability to observe words and emotions. Seeing that they were all confused by the appearance of the two dead girls, she didn't say much. Now she can say anything. is wrong.
It doesn't matter, when they come back, they must come back with money.
When the time comes, she will repeat her old tricks and force the two of them to shake off their small burdens. With wasted money, can't they make these people's eyes red? ? One or two broken mouths, the mother-in-law must know immediately.
Then take the money to Lao Jiang’s house...
She has to find a way to get some.
Lu Jingzhi looked at Qian Zhenzhu, who was making small calculations, with his eyeballs shaking from time to time.
Maliciousness sticks to her body like a gangrene.
This feeling is very uncomfortable.
Since you feel uncomfortable, you should get rid of the uncomfortable feeling.
The threat of gold earrings can't calm Qian Zhenzhu down, so she won't be polite.
She will turn threats into reality.
I don't know if Mrs. Jiang will beat this most precious niece of her mother's family to death after she learns the truth of the matter.
"Poor dear..."
"The wound on the head is still not healed..."
"After so much tossing, how could it get better!"
"Don't sell all the money for medicine!"
"It's not so bad, do the math, there are three people in the family, two of them have become medicine jars, and a pair of medicines is too expensive!"
"...There will be scars. I saw it at the time. I was pushed to the ground, bloody, and half of my face was covered with blood. The little girl is disfigured..."
"No wonder Lao Jiang's family intends to sell the young one, and it won't make much money if they get married..."
"The injury seems to be caused by her second aunt pushing her..."
Now, their minds are clearer than ever.
Qian Zhuzhu's complexion is foul.
"Who? Who's talking nonsense?! It's just asking her to honor the rabbit to her grandma. She's crying and catching people, tearing my clothes! Can they see a rag rabbit? It's just her grandma. Just give them a step down, they don't know good and bad things."
"As for her knocking, it was because I didn't stand firm and knocked. I just touched her lightly."
Good one "lightly".
Jiang Tanyue frowned and sighed: "Yes, the family couldn't open the pot. That day, my sister was hungry for two whole days and had no energy."
So I can't even stand firmly.
So it fell down after being pushed "lightly".
But even so, the culprit still took the rabbit and walked away behind Mrs. Jiang, let alone paying for medical expenses, it would be thankful not to demolish their thatched cottage.
Qian Zhenzhu really wanted to cover the mouth of the little bastard.
But this is impossible.
She had to endure all kinds of strange looks.
The elder sister is gentle and gentle, with a broken voice in her voice, but the expression on her face is unexpectedly strong, she looks easy to bully, but——beside her is a younger sister who is staring at her with half-down eyes, half-smiling .
It seems that as long as she makes a move, she dares to pick up the back basket and slam her on the head.
Jiang Tanyue glanced at her younger sister with pity: "My younger sister still has blood clots in her head, so I'm afraid that there will be sequelae, my well-behaved and lovely younger sister..."
"Xiao Miao hit Sister-in-Law Qian, could it be because she broke her brain and changed her temperament?" Zhu Xin'er asked.
Jiang Tanyue hesitated to speak, and answered irrelevant questions: "I only hope that the money I earned this time can cure my sister's head..."
wounds on...
It's okay when you don't sell miserably. In this way, the worried look in Jiang Tanyue's eyebrows and eyes is somewhat real.
It won't really leave a scar, will it?
(end of this chapter)