Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 20 Divorce
Zheng Zhaodi looked at Li Hongxiu's unflappable expression, feeling puzzled.

Could it be that her mother-in-law is partial to them, so she is so confident?
In this case, it is really too much.

Then she wanted to see where her mother-in-law's crooked heart would go in the face of ironclad evidence!
She had already made plans. If her mother-in-law still focused on the fourth family, she would go to Zhou Shengli's house to make trouble.

In the worst case, it would be embarrassing and thrown to the entire production brigade.

Anyway, in the end, it must be the mother-in-law who is criticized the most in the end.

Fourth Jiang carefully hugged Nuanbao, and his eyes fell on Zheng Zhaodi and his wife.

To torture his wife in this way in front of him, he couldn't imagine how Hongxiu would be embarrassed during the half month he was away.

His teeth itch with anger.

Nuan Bao seemed to have sensed his father's mood, stretched out his small white fingers, and touched the back of Jiang Laosi's hands a few times.

Immediately, Li Hongxiu came out with the sewing basket in the main room.

Put the sewing basket on the Eight Immortals table.

From a pile of coils, I found a few exquisite buckles, which are double-sided twisted threads, and they are beautifully tight.

Li Hongxiu put the things on the table.

The tone is still soft, but this time there is a firmness that cannot be ignored in the softness.

She looked straight at Zheng Zhaodi.

The calmness and honesty in her eyes made Zheng Zhaodi's heart skip a beat.

I only heard Li Hongxiu say word by word, "This button is on the cotton cheongsam I brought from home. I think the cheongsam must not be worn anymore. Why don't I change it into a small dress for Nuan Baoer? I even made bow-knot headbands for Honghong and Dahua with the leftovers, if you don’t believe me, the second sister-in-law can ask the children, they will never lie.”

Zheng Zhaodi stretched his neck and glanced at the button.

Yo, it's pretty cool.

She rolled her eyes and immediately found a loophole, "Don't think I haven't seen a cheongsam before. How big is a cheongsam for adults, and more fabric is used for children's waistcoats. Where's your leftover fabric?"

Li Hongxiu suddenly fell silent.

Seeing this, Zheng Zhaodi immediately thought that she had found a breakthrough, "No way, isn't it your cheongsam? Why can't you tell where the rest of the fabric went? As long as you take out the rest of the fabric, I will believe it's not your mother." The cloth I gave you privately!"

Li Hongxiu's hesitation just now made Zheng Zhaodi conclude that she would never be able to produce the rest of the fabric.

So what kind of cheongsam is all made up to bluff people.

She was very pleased with herself.

I feel that my brain is particularly easy to use.

Such a meticulous lie can be defeated by her in one fell swoop.

After a long silence, Wang Guiying said, "Don't say that her fourth aunt said it wasn't given by her mother. Even if it was given by her mother, what's the matter? She made a dress for the newborn child in the family. Guilty? You still use it like a self-proclaimed Qingtian Da Interrogating his fourth aunt and our mother here like a master like a prisoner, as for what?"

Zheng Zhaodi sneered, "Sister-in-law, am I a person who cares about things?"

Wang Guiying looked surprised, "Aren't you?"

Zheng Zhaodi: "..."

She took a deep breath and continued, "Of course I can't say anything about mother making clothes for the newborn child. It's just that the family is so poor. Do you need to buy such good fabrics for the girl?"

Speaking of which, what happened to the girl?
Hong Hong is Wang Guiying's eldest daughter and the first daughter of the Jiang family to go to junior high school. Wang Guiying has to work hard to earn money so that her daughter can be successful in school.

In her eyes, although she usually doesn't pay attention, it is inevitable that she will be a little partial.

But in major matters, she has always treated everyone equally.

She asked angrily, "Yatou Pianzi is also a child of Lao Jiang's family, and if she is promising, it will make Lao Jiang's face proud."

Zheng Zhaodi groaned, "Isn't it because your family has a girl who went to junior high school? Are you jumping?"

Wang Guiying: "..."

If the children weren't there, she would have pulled Zheng Zhaodi's hair out for a beating.

There's nothing that a fight can't fix.

If so, hit twice.

"enough--"

The old lady Jiang who had been silent all this time finally spoke, "What's the trouble? What's it like? You don't feel ashamed to panic in front of the children."

With dark eyes, she gave Zheng Zhaodi a hard look, "You said that Nuanbao's small vest is the fabric given to me?"

Zheng Zhaodi's scalp was numb from being stared at by the old woman. She lowered her head and said, "If the fourth family can take out the leftover fabric and show it to us, wouldn't it be fine?"

Mrs. Jiang laughed angrily, "Okay, okay, as long as you can get the rest of the fabric, you will stop, right?"

Zheng Zhaodi hummed.

In front of everyone, Mrs. Jiang untied the rest of her trousers. The trousers were stretched to the maximum, and she pushed them upwards vigorously.

Rolling it up to the knee, something like a lotus root pink sleeve suddenly appeared on the knee.

Fourth Jiang looked at his daughter-in-law in surprise.

I didn't expect her to be so careful and considerate.

As his own son, he often saw his mother's legs hurt, but he never thought of this.

The old lady Jiang said angrily, "Hongxiu made this for me. I also have it on the waist. The waist is still double-layered. Do you want to show it to you?"

Everyone was stunned.

Zheng Zhaodi was also extremely astonished, "Then...then...mother, why didn't you say it earlier, I thought..."

Mrs. Jiang yelled, "What do you think is a fart? What can you think is good? Why can't you do it? Pulling your tongue is the worst."

Zheng Zhaodi lowered her head aggrieved, and said in a low voice, "His fourth aunt is too, she should have said otherwise, and she has to hide it, coquettishly forcing our mother to speak out."

Mrs. Jiang snorted, "If you tell me this morning, don't you want to say that people are trying to curry favor with me for something?"

Zheng Zhaodi: "..."

How is it possible, is she that kind of person?
Seeing that the matter was about to pass, although Jiang Laosi was very dissatisfied, but for the sake of the second brother, he could only give up.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Laoer, who was always honest and dull, stood up suddenly.

His face was flushed from holding back, and he felt that his face was extremely painful, "Zheng Zhaodi, you can go back to your mother's house, our house can't accommodate you, you can go."

There seemed to be a thunder on the ground, and Zheng Zhaodi was shocked inside and out, "Jiang Erer, what did you say? Say it again?"

Jiang's second voice was upright and powerful, "Let's get a divorce."

Zheng Zhaodi screamed, grabbed Jiang's second child, tore and bit him.

Jiang Laosi and his wife immediately carried Nuanbao into the inner room, fearing to scare the child.

"Second Jiang, you heartless bastard, who am I doing all these things for? Isn't it all for you? You've grown up, aren't you? Are you going to divorce me?"

"Damn it, how could you treat me like this? I was in vain to take care of your big family and give birth to your children. Now you want to divorce me for the sake of outsiders?"

"God, open your eyes and look at me who is suffering..."

(End of this chapter)