Rebirth: Don’t be a coward and be a mother’s baby

"Aunt Yang Xi, have you heard about Jiang Kun and Wang Junru?" Xie Jianjia asked.

When the couple traveled across the sea, Yang Xi was raising a husband and raising children in Yunlu City. He didn't know much about it, so he immediately shook his head.

"I heard a thing or two accidentally from my father. I don't know what the situation between the two of them was at the beginning. I just know."

Yang Xi paused suddenly as he spoke, and then his face was full of confusion.

"It's strange to say that when I first came back, I accompanied the old man to a wine party. Wang Junru was also there. We were the only two women at the time, so we exchanged a few words with her. She seemed to speak with a Yunlu accent. "

Yunlu City has hundreds of years of opera history, and the opera tunes are a mixture of local dialects, which are inevitably somewhat different from Mandarin. Yang Xi has been in Yunlu City for so many years, and he can only understand Yunlu dialect, not Mandarin. explain.

"Yunlu City accent?"

Xie Jianjia frowned, he could actually be related to Yunlu City.

"Yes." Yang Xi nodded, looking embarrassed.

"You also know that except for the first few years, I have been living with Xiaofan and his grandparents. They can't speak Mandarin. In order to better understand what my parents-in-law are talking about, I specially found Yunlu locals. I’ve learned a little bit, but unfortunately dialect is not that easy to learn.”

This was very useful information. Xie Jianjia secretly wrote it down, thinking that she would have to tell Chu Fan or He Zhuo after the banquet was over.

After a while, Yang Xi was taken away by Wang He, and Su Yaoyao was chatting animatedly with the unknown girl next to her.

Xie Jianjia was the only one who was bored. With her unusual hearing, she pricked up her ears to listen to the gossip of the wealthy families around her. She regarded the fruit wine in front of her as a drink and drank one glass after another.

I'm not drunk, but my stomach is full until it explodes.

Looking up, Zhao Wanhua and Fang Shuyang were standing side by side, toasting to a middle-aged couple, who they guessed were Fang Shuyang's parents.

On the other side, Mr. Yang always had a slumped face. Standing in front of him were Yang Xi and Wang He. The old man had an expression of calmness and self-respect on his face.

The birthday boy Zhao Qingbai is surrounded by a circle of beautiful women.

No, no acquaintance could point her in the direction of the bathroom.

Fortunately, there are servants outside, so just ask anyone and you will know the way.

Snapped!
"idiot!"

Before they even reached the place, they heard a crisp slap, followed by whispers of abuse.

At this moment, Xie Jianjia was not in the mood to listen to the corner, so she quickened her pace, and the result——

"Isn't it just the death of a man that makes you cry like this? How could I, Wang Junru, give birth to a useless daughter like you?"

"Mom, that's your son-in-law. How could you be so understated?"

"Oh, my son-in-law? He has never regarded you as his wife. What kind of son-in-law do you think you are? If you say anything about it, others will laugh at you. Do you think you are still in your early twenties? You are still talking nonsense here."

Listening to the conversation, Xie Jianjia's steps slowed down.

I didn't expect that one day I would hear Wang Junru and Jiang Meixia's mother-daughter corner.

"But I, I love him..."

Snapped--

There was another crisp slap.

"Are you ashamed? You are old and in love. I shouldn't have brought you to Linhai City in the first place. You should have been allowed to eat glutinous vegetables in the countryside with your useless father!"

The woman sobbed intermittently.

Xie Jianjia let out a "tsk" in her heart.

Jiang Meixia, who was usually fierce and aggressive, was nothing more than a submissive daughter who dared not resist in front of her own mother. However, Wang Junru, an old woman who looked simple and gentle, slapped her daughter without mercy at all.

"I asked you to kick that little girl and her family out. Two years later, she is still there intact. Seeing that her relationship with Xiaowan is getting better and better, but you still haven't done anything, have you been kicked in the head?! "I, I thought of a way, but that girl didn't go out. She was either in school or in the affiliated hospital. There was another girl following her in the school. The affiliated hospital is the territory of the He family, and I, I can't get involved. "

"waste!"

The old woman showed no mercy.

"You pig brain, if you inherited a little bit of it from me, you wouldn't live like this. You say you're afraid of killing someone, so you don't dare to do it. When I give you people to kill someone, you're still complaining. If I had known you were so helpless. Yes, I should have thrown you into the water tank and drowned you when I gave birth to you."

Xie Jianjia was confused as she listened to the conversation between mother and daughter.

Could it be that the little girl Wang Junru asked Jiang Meixia to deal with was her? What should she do to her? Does she have any deep grudge against the two of them? Does she still want to kill herself after listening to Wang Junru?

"You can't do anything at all. You know that you are staring at Zhao Shaofeng's woman outside every day. Today, that girl's eyes have been circling me and Lao Jiang in secret and overtly. I don't know if she has discovered something. If she or Zhao Shaofeng What did your family realize? Hey, do you still want to be Zhao Shaofeng’s widow and a good daughter-in-law of the Zhao family? I’m afraid that even if you die, they will dig out your grave and stomp on your bones!”

The more Xie Jianjia listened, the more frightened she became.

Why is this related to the Zhao family again?
She suddenly remembered that in the past two years, someone was always following her, and she never found out who it was. Later, because the other person had done nothing but stalking, she didn't take it to heart.

Could it be that those people are all Jiang Meixia's people?

Suddenly!

A cold hand covered Xie Jianjia's mouth and nose and pulled her aside.

Xie Jianjia thought it was Wang Junru's person and was panicking. She immediately put her left hand on her right wrist and was about to press the bracelet switch.

"Sister, it's me."

Xie Jianjia stopped moving, her nervous heart returning to her stomach.

The boy's mint-flavored breath sprayed on her neck, his voice was very low, and behind him was his warm embrace.

This action was too intimate, and Xie Jianjia felt a little uncomfortable. Just as he was about to open Chu Fan's hand covering his mouth, a rustling sound came from his ears.

"What are you two doing here? You can't talk on any day. You have to choose here. Zhao family's spies are everywhere. Be careful!"

It was Jiang Kun's voice.

The arrival of the man made the mother and daughter shut their mouths.

"I cleaned it when I came in, and there were people watching outside. There was no one else but us, mother and daughter." Wang Junru explained.

"It's the Zhao family's territory. Don't talk about your own family affairs." Although Jiang Kun's voice revealed a hint of old age, he was still energetic.

Xie Jianjia estimated Jiang Kun's age in his mind.

He is at least fifty years old, the eldest son is only eighteen years old, and the younger son is four years old.

Get older and get stronger.

It seems that Wang Junru was not too young when she gave birth to her son.

"dad."

Jiang Meixia called Jiang Kun, her voice was humble, and she could tell that she respected her stepfather very much.

"Meixia, although Shaofeng is dead, you still have to live your life, so don't be too sad. There are still children who need your care."

Jiang Kun stopped talking and told Jiang Meixia to clean up the marks on her face, and then took the mother and daughter back to the banquet hall.

Xie Jianjia was confused when she heard the conversation between the three of them.

It seems that Jiang Meixia didn't know about Jiang Kun and Wang Junru killing Zhao Shaofeng?