Chapter 54 The God of War Husband Only Listens to His Wife, and the Mother-in-Law Stomps Her Feet in Anger

"I'll take her and move out right here!"

Qin Lie's shout was powerful and full of threat.

The banging on the door stopped abruptly.

Zhong Tinglan probably never expected that her son, who always obeyed her every word, would say such "rebellious" things.

After a long while, her voice, trembling with suppressed anger, finally came from outside the door.

"Fine... fine, Qin Lie!"

"For a stranger, you've abandoned your family! You've abandoned your mother!"

"I've finally seen through you today!"

After he finished speaking, there was a series of hurried and angry footsteps that gradually faded into the distance.

It looks like he left in anger.

In the bedroom, Qin Lie let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that his back was completely soaked with sweat.

This is the first time I've ever gone against my own mother like this.

This feeling is... both exciting and unsettling.

He turned his head, wanting to take credit with Jiang Wu, but saw Jiang Wu leaning against the headboard, giving him a thumbs up, her eyes full of smiles.

Where is there even a trace of the "fear" she showed just now?

Qin Lie touched his nose and chuckled.

"Honey, did I do a good job acting?"

"Not bad, you've improved." Jiang Wu nodded seriously. "Keep it up."

The two exchanged a smile, like allies who had completed some secret mission.

...

For the next two days, an eerie silence fell over the house.

Zhong Tinglan was probably really angry. Although she didn't move to the guesthouse, she also stopped bothering Jiang Wu.

She leaves early and returns late every day, and I don't know what she's busy with.

However, the atmosphere at home was terribly oppressive.

She didn't speak to Jiang Wu, and didn't even look at her directly.

The way they looked at Qin Lie was as if they were looking at a traitor.

Every day at mealtimes, the three of them would sit at the table in silence, with only the clinking of bowls and chopsticks.

That feeling was even worse than eating dry rations on the battlefield.

Jiang Wu didn't care.

She still plays the piano and draws blueprints every day, living a leisurely and carefree life.

Qin Lie, however, couldn't take it anymore.

He was torn between his respected mother and his beloved wife, caught in the middle.

He wanted to ease the tension, but didn't know where to start.

That evening, Jiang Wu prepared a table full of dishes.

To cater to Zhong Tinglan's tastes, she specially prepared several light dishes.

Steamed fish, blanched bok choy, and winter melon and pork rib soup.

Zhong Tinglan sat down at the table, picked up her chopsticks, and only took a symbolic bite of each dish before putting them down.

His brows were so furrowed they could trap a fly.

"What's wrong, Mom? Is it not to your liking?" Qin Lie asked cautiously.

"Hmph." Zhong Tinglan let out a cold snort from her nose.

"Is this food fit for human consumption?"

"It's bland and tasteless, not even a speck of oil can be seen. The fish is overcooked, as tough as wood chips. Does this soup have any flavor other than saltiness?"

She bluntly belittled the entire meal that Jiang Wu had painstakingly prepared, calling it utterly worthless.

Qin Lie's face instantly fell.

"Mom, how can you talk like that?"

"What did I say? Wasn't what I said true?" Zhong Tinglan raised her eyelids and looked coldly at Jiang Wu.

"You can't even cook a meal properly, I really don't know what else you can do."

"Besides faking illness and playing the victim every day, all he does is carry around that broken violin, clanging and banging, making noise! ​​He doesn't even bother to tidy up the house! Look at this floor, it hasn't been swept for days! Look at that window, you can barely see anyone through it!"

"Qin Lie's house was cleaner when he lived alone!"

She unleashed a torrent of anger, venting all the resentment she had accumulated over the past two days.

The criticism is directed at Jiang Wu's "laziness".

She was criticized for serious dereliction of duty as a wife and daughter-in-law.

Qin Lie was about to slam his fist on the table and stand up to defend his wife.

Jiang Wu, however, gently stepped on his foot under the table.

Then, she raised her head, her face showing a wronged look, yet she dared not refute it.

She bit her lip, her eyes slightly reddening, and whispered:

"Mom, please don't blame me... I... I want to work too..."

Seeing this made Qin Lie's heart clench.

play!

My wife is acting again!

He quickly got into the zone and took over the conversation.

He pulled Jiang Wu into his arms and said to Zhong Tinglan with an impatient look:

"Mom! Are you ever going to stop?!"

"This has nothing to do with Jiang Wu!"

"I asked her to cook it this way! You're getting older, and the doctor said you should eat less oil and salt, it's good for your cardiovascular health! She did this for your health!"

"I told her not to sweep the floor! I'm a grown man, I can finish this chores in no time, why should she do anything? I married a wife to cherish her, not to be her maid!"

"I asked her to play the piano! I'm exhausted after a long day in the army, so listening to the piano when I get home helps me relax! If you don't like it, you can go back to your own room!"

Qin Lie launched into a tirade, taking all the blame upon himself.

He executed the instructions Jiang Wu gave him perfectly.

They successfully transformed the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law into a conflict between mother and son.

Zhong Tinglan was speechless for a long time after hearing his words.

She pointed at Qin Lie, her fingers trembling.

"You...you..."

She wanted to scold Qin Lie for being unfilial, and for being bewitched by a vixen.

But Qin Lie's words just now were logically... flawless!

You said the food wasn't good? He said it was for your health.

He said his wife was lazy and didn't do housework, but he said it was because he loved her and wanted to do it himself.

He said playing the piano was noise? He said it was his way of relieving stress.

He countered every accusation against Jiang Wu with "I'm willing," "I'm happy," and "I like it."

Now, where can Zhong Tinglan direct her anger?

She can't exactly say, "I don't care! I just want your wife to do the housework! I just won't let her play the piano!"

What would that become?

Wouldn't that make her an unreasonable and deliberately difficult mother-in-law?

Zhong Tinglan was so angry that her vision blurred and she felt her blood pressure soaring.

She finally understood.

As long as her son, who is a "wife-protecting fanatic," is around.

Her idea of ​​controlling Jiang Wu through conventional means like being "lazy" and "not doing housework" is simply wishful thinking!

Because all attacks will be perfectly blocked by Qin Lie, this indestructible meat shield.

Furthermore, it will bounce back and hurt her!

"well……"

Zhong Tinglan said "good" twice.

She put down her chopsticks and stood up.

"I'm not eating this! You two, you can eat by yourselves!"

She turned and left, her back view filled with desolation and anger.

Looking at his mother's retreating figure, Qin Lie felt a pang of sadness.

He wondered if he had spoken too harshly.

But when he looked down and saw Jiang Wu's bright, approving eyes, his guilt vanished instantly.

Who cares!

As long as my wife is happy!

"Honey, ignore her, let's eat!"

Qin Lie picked up his chopsticks, took a large piece of fish, and put it in Jiang Wu's bowl.

"Come on, eat more. I think your cooking is the best in the world!"

Jiang Wu burst out laughing at his silly appearance.

The two of them, oblivious to everyone else, began to enjoy their "victory dinner."

...

On the other side.

Zhong Tinglan returned to her room and paced back and forth in anger.

no!

This can't go on any longer!

If Qin Lie continues to stay with this woman, he will eventually be so thoroughly disciplined that he will forget even his own name!

This Jiang Wu is incredibly cunning!

In front of her, Qin Lie was like a three-year-old child, completely manipulated by her.

A head-on confrontation won't work.

Reasoning with them won't work.

We must find another way!

A solution that addresses the root cause of the problem!

Zhong Tinglan's eyes narrowed slightly, a glint of light flashing within them.

Her gaze fell on the table, on the detailed background investigation materials about Jiang Wu that she had urgently sent from Beijing today.

She had only glanced at it briefly before.

Now, she's going to study it carefully and thoroughly.

She just didn't believe it!

A woman who grew up in the countryside could be so perfectly at ease, without a single flaw!

As long as she gets one handle on him!

She can make this woman get out of the Qin family's door completely!

Zhong Tinglan sat down under the lamp, put on her reading glasses, and began to read carefully, word by word.

The information is very detailed.

From Jiang Wu's birth to her upbringing in Jiangjia Village, and the events leading up to her marriage to Qin Lie...

As she watched, Zhong Tinglan's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

This information was completely different from what she had expected.

According to the records, before marrying Qin Lie, Jiang Wu was an ordinary, even somewhat timid and submissive person in Jiangjia Village.

He was mistreated by his stepmother, bullied by his younger siblings, and often went hungry.

The villagers described her as "honest," "dull," and "pitiful."

How...how is this possible?!

How could an honest, taciturn, and easily bullied person be transformed into what they are today in just a few months?

Can you perform such an amazing dance?

Can it produce such unpredictable and mysterious piano sounds?

How could he possibly outsmart his son, who's as clever as a monkey?

This is not a single person at all!

Zhong Tinglan's heart skipped a beat.

She felt as if she had grasped a very crucial, yet very strange, point.

Her finger stopped heavily on a line of text in the document.

It said on it:

"...After being rescued from the water, his personality changed drastically..."