Back to 80s, after marrying a rough guy, she has a soft body and a sweet body

Chapter 3 This pot can't be carried to death
"Whose old lady is very good at handling things."

The chattering chattering on the sidelines started.

"Who else is there, isn't it just the old lady of the bastard Zhang Peng? Don't look at her small size, she is very powerful, she was... tsk tsk to her mother-in-law back then."

Those who knew her asked what she did back then.

Aunt Dong Qiubiao, who squeezed over from the side, looked at this scene, her face was not very good, and she was a little gloating in her disgust.

"What else is there, this old godly woman froze her mother-in-law to death in the woodshed back then."

When everyone heard this, their back teeth clenched.

It's a tough character!
After seeing enough excitement, everyone gathered around and forcibly pulled Zhang Peng's mother up.

Zhang Peng's mother insisted on asking Dong's family to get her son out.

When Dong Qiu came back, he saw a group of people around his door, thinking that something had happened, squeezed in and took a look, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys almost hurt from anger.

"What are you making trouble with us? Your son sneaked into my house in the middle of the night, and I don't know what he wants to do. Besides, the police comrades have the final say whether to let him go or not. If you have the ability, go to the police station to make trouble. "

Dong Qiu is a substitute teacher at the brigade's central school, he speaks in an orderly manner, and doesn't want to mess around with her.

Seeing Dong's family rushing back one after another, knowing that she couldn't get anything good today, the little old lady wiped her forehead, turned around and left.

When she left, the others also left, leaving my aunt with a disgusted expression on her face.

"You should take good care of the third child. It's really not shameful enough. I'm ugly. I'll pick up my daughter-in-law in a few days. Don't let her come, it's bad luck."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

Mama Dong wanted to reason with her, but Dong Qiu grabbed her.

"Mom, don't quarrel with her, the youngest has to rely on my cousin to study."

Mama Dong's chest heaved violently for a while, and she entered the door holding the sickle tightly.

After entering, he sat down directly, changed the knife, and started to cut.After a while, he raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes.

Dong Yanru stood behind the window, watching her cry, and could only bite her lips tightly.

Dong Qiu also pursed his lips, raised his head and sniffled, then turned to look at Dong Yanru's room, and saw the sad look on the youngest son's face.

"Did you see it?" Dong Qiu really couldn't hold back the grievance and anger in his heart, "If you hadn't been stalking that bastard, our parents wouldn't have suffered this grievance."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went back to the room, but no one came out for a long time.

Dong Yanru sat back on the bed, frowned, wondering what Zhang Peng's next move would be.

In her memory of watching from the sidelines, the fate of the third aunt has been different from what it is now.

When Zhang Peng came for the first time, with Zhang Peng's assistance, she stole the family's belongings and broke out.

But now because of the change of person in the shell, Zhang Peng's rhetoric has no effect, and he was taken away by comrades in the police.This made Dong Yanru, who took over the third aunt's body, a little uncertain what to do next.

But after thinking about it, the original owner, the third aunt, didn't leave any clues to the other party.At most, it was the so-called love letter from Zhang Peng's mouth.

Dong Yanru bit her lip and jumped up, hurriedly went to Dong Yan's cabinet and found the diaries she had written before.

The things recorded in the diary made people want to pry open her head to see if it contained straw and tofu.My relatives didn't believe it, so I ran to believe the promise of a street gangster!

Thanks to Dong Yan's lack of culture, the diaries she wrote are all trivial things, and you can get a general idea after reading it.

Look at her handwriting again, tsk tsk, elementary school students can write better than her.

In addition to the diary, there is also a copybook and a stack of waste newspapers for calligraphy practice in the cabinet.

Dong Yanru turned his mind, and an idea came to his mind.

She is a design student who graduated from a famous Mizuki school, and she has no difficulty in copying.

It took one night, and she evolved from a messy font to a skeleton that could barely read the words.

Fold the newspapers that have done their homework neatly, sort them according to the time period, and put them at the bottom of the drawer of the cabinet.

The messy notebook needs to be redone too.

According to the date of the old book, she reprinted it.The evolution of handwriting is the same as that in newspapers, and until now, there is basically no similarity between the two.

Everything is ready, the only thing left is for the scumbag to play tricks with him.

The next day was Saturday, and it was also her uncle, oh no, now he was called Xiaodi, and it was the day when Dong Xi came home from school.

Dong Xinian was seventeen, a sophomore in high school, and his grades were said to be excellent. According to the memory of the original owner, it seemed that he should have taken the college entrance examination earlier this year.

Dong Xi came back at noon, as soon as he entered the door, he went straight to Dong Yanru's room, and kicked her foot, which scared Mama Dong to run out with a spatula, thinking that something had happened.

"You little bastard, what are you doing? Are you capable, dare to kick the door? Your father said, no one is allowed to let your third sister out."

Dong Xi was like an angry little lion, the hair on his head was standing on end.

"Mom, do you know what she did?"

Dong Xi's anger can overwhelm Dong Yanru, who is in a huddle, through a wall.

She quietly pawed by the door, listening to Mama Dong talking to Dong Xi.

"That Zhang Peng, on the wall of the brigade, posted all the love letters written to him by the third child. It's just, it's a shame to throw it at grandma's house!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Dong Yanru rolled his eyes and knocked on the door immediately, "I didn't write any love letter to him. Don't even think about it, he graduated from elementary school all the time, I wrote it, and I have to ask him Understand it!"

Dong Xi's originally angry expression froze all of a sudden, including Dong's mother. The two looked at each other and felt that this sentence was strangely correct.

Dong Yanru continued to knock on the door, showing anger at being wronged and framed.

"You let me out, I want to see which bastard framed me."

"It's impossible to go out, your father won't open the door." Mama Dong retorted without thinking.

"Then, then you go and show me that thing. Compare the handwriting, let's go to the police comrades to compare the handwriting!"

Dong Yanru put on a crying voice: "I admit that I saw his face before, but, it wasn't my doing, I absolutely don't admit it, why! Don't admit it!"

As she said that, she was too involved, and she even kicked the door twice, causing her to hop around in the room with her feet hugged in pain.

Her performance made Dong Ma and Dong Xi believe in her.

How can a mother not know what kind of character her daughter is.

Dong Yanru hasn't been a monster these days, she is still panicking.As soon as it broke out today, it became solid in an instant.My daughter's temper is still this familiar battle!

Dong Xi put down his schoolbag, and was about to take a trip to the brigade headquarters to secretly tear off the thing that Zhang Peng had posted.

Where are Zhang Peng's cronies and friends guarding, only people are allowed to watch, no one is allowed to move!
Before she had time to go out, she saw her elder sister Dong Qiu being helped back with injuries on her face and forehead.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?"

Dong Xi hurried up to help, and Dong Yanru also rushed to the window, staring at her worriedly.

(End of this chapter)