Chapter 144
When Qiao was breathing steadily again, Zhou Xiaoyuan opened his eyes in the darkness, his eyes flashed with light, he slowly closed his eyes and had a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning.

Qiao brought the fabrics early in the morning again. Zhou Xiaoyuan sent her to Lu Wenwen's house to find her first, and then came to Zhao's house together.

Ready to start making Dai Yaxian's haute couture.

As soon as the three of them arrived at Zhao's house, they heard a noise coming from the door of Zhao's house.

"What? Divorce? Sister, you are really shameless. You allowed Qingju to do this. She was too willful. She got older when she was young. Now she finally got married, but she didn't give birth to her husband. A child, is that still a woman?"

Mother Zhao's face at the door turned green and white.

Especially when she saw that many of the neighbors next door heard it, she felt even more sad and angry. She didn't expect that it was her own sister who made the noise about it.

"You go away." Zhao's mother was quite self-restraining, she didn't curse people directly, she suppressed her anger, and chased people away loudly.

When Zheng Yu heard this, she screamed like a bomb that exploded: "Sister, if you still plan to help Qingju, you should send her back to the Wu family instead of staying at home. You let me What should I do as a daughter? Shouldn’t I let my husband’s family gossip?”

"Sister, you are Qingjiao's aunt, even if you can't help her, don't drag her down, okay?"

Mother Zhao was so angry that her eyes were filled with tears, and her raised hand trembled slightly, "You go away, can't you see the suffering that my Qingju family suffered?"

"Sister, you are so interesting. You are still protecting such a shameful person. No wonder you can do such a thing. If my Qingjiao dares to do this, I will beat her to death." Zheng Yu shouted.

Zhao Qingju walked from the yard to the door and said coldly: "Then you are cold and heartless. You only see the benefits that your children bring to you, but you cannot see the suffering of your children."

"Don't come to my house. You are not welcome in our house."

These words pierced Zheng Yu's heart. She turned against her on the spot, pointed at Zhao Qingju and scolded: "What qualifications do you have to criticize me? You are a junior, you haven't even spoken to your mother, and you can't even fuck you." Home, is this your home?"

"At the beginning, this house was passed down from my mother, and it stands to reason that I also have a share."

Zhao Qingju was made a little stiff by these words and didn't know how to respond at all. She took a breath and looked at Zhao's mother subconsciously.

Zhao's mother was shocked by Zheng Yu's words and subconsciously said: "Ayu, although this house was left by my mother, you clearly chose it in the first place. How can I say that you still have a share in the house when I want it?" Woolen cloth."

"Why can't I have a share? I gave it to you because I felt sorry for you, sister, who is alone and has no children. How can such a small amount of money be compared to a house? It makes me so sad when you say this now ." Zheng Yu is not only capable of moral kidnapping, but also acts rogue.

Qiao listened silently again, feeling that Zhao Qingju and Zhao's mother would definitely be bullied. After all, the other party was too good at pretending to be elders, and only said unpleasant things without touching their interests immediately.

Sure enough, Mother Zhao couldn't tell Zheng Yu at all and she was still very angry.

Zhao Qingju is always a self-improvement person, and he even said: "Since you feel dissatisfied, then divide it equally again."

These words gave Zheng Yu an advantage.

She said loudly: "Zhao Qingju, a niece of yours said such things."

(End of this chapter)

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