Chapter 19 Chapter 19 [VIP]

"Mr. Zhou didn't mess with his uncle, he just put the cuckold on his own family member."

"I don't know. I guess no one wants to make such a shameful thing a big deal."

After the aunt in front finished rolling the cotton, it was finally Qiao Jiaxin's turn.

She unfolded the quilt that had been taken apart in advance and placed the cotton inside on the table. Qiao Jiaxin imitated the movements of the aunt just now and plucked the string of the wooden bow again and again.

Tap, tap, tap...

The string hits the cotton and bounces back, pulling the tightly packed fibers apart.

A quilt that has been used for too long will become heavy and not warm enough. Only by unfolding the cotton again and then taking it to the yard to dry both sides in the sun when the weather is good, will it be light and warm to use in winter.

Qiao Jiaxin's action of fluffing the cotton was correct, but unfortunately her strength was not strong enough, and after fluffing for a long time, she only fluffed the outermost layer.

Seeing that she was not proficient enough, the aunt in the queue behind her came over and picked up another bow to help her.

"So, when looking for a partner, don't just focus on looking good-looking. The whiter the face, the darker the heart."

"That's right. Look at that girl from the old Hou family. Her husband has found several girlfriends outside, but she doesn't dare to say anything."

"Jiaxin, you should listen to what the aunts say and be more careful when choosing a partner in the future."

The aunt played the wooden bow in her hand and chatted with her at the same time, and her movements seemed very easy and graceful.

Qiao Jiaxin was extremely tired. The mask she wore to prevent cotton from entering her mouth almost made her breathless.

"I, I'm not looking for a partner."

Taking off the mask on her face, Qiao Jiaxin rubbed her sore arm and said, "All men are the same. No matter how good-looking they are, their hearts are all black."

After hearing what Qiao Jiaxin said, the aunts all laughed.

"You talk like you've been with several people."

"No need to talk about it. I've seen and heard a lot of it." Qiao Jiaxin lowered her head and pinched the cotton wool stuck to her body, saying quietly, "Men are actually selfish. They only think about themselves, so few of them are good people at heart."

For example, someone from someone's family said they were getting a fake divorce in order to get a bigger share of the house, but ended up getting married to someone else instead.

And that someone from someone's family, who doesn't think about earning money to support the family, smokes and drinks every day, and relies entirely on his wife to support him;

I won’t talk about what Aunt Wu told her, but let’s talk about something more recent, like her four uncles.

It is not clear how their marriage is going, but isn't abandoning grandma worse than hurting your spouse?

Qiao Jiaxin rarely speaks ill of anyone in front of so many people like this.

Only because the room was full of familiar aunts and uncles did she dare to say a few more words.

"Oh, that's what you said, and it really made a lot of people scold you."

"I'm telling the truth."

When she cleaned the clothes and was about to continue fluffing the cotton, she looked up and saw the two brothers of the Hai family queuing at the door carrying several quilts.

Qiao Jiaxin: ...

I don’t know how much they heard, but they must have heard it.

Because she noticed that there was some complicated emotions in Hai Yan's eyes, and that little brat Hai Yu was even gloating, as if the word "man" had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that the Haiyan brothers were carrying several quilts, the aunt in front of them took the initiative to make room for them and deliberately teased her, "What about Haiyan? Is he a good guy or a bad guy?"

"I don't know." Qiao Jiaxin picked up the wooden bow and put on her mask again. "It's fine now, but people change. It's hard to say whether it will be better or worse in the future."

This doesn't count as a change of heart.

People do change, but men are more likely to become bad.

Ninety percent? Ninety-five percent?

Oh, it’s all the same anyway.

Turning the cotton over, Qiao Jiaxin continued to tap the surface with the wooden bow.

I don't know if it's because I feel guilty or because I really don't have the strength in my hands, but I feel like I'm not playing as well as before.

Another aunt stood up and wanted to help, but Hai Yan took the wooden bow from Qiao Jiaxin's hand before her.

"Let me do it."

Knock knock! Knock knock...!

Men have strong hands, and the sound of the slingshot sounds very powerful, as if they want to shoot the string into the tightest core of the quilt in one go.

"Since all men are so bad, how are you going to find a partner in the future?"

"Then don't look for it." Qiao Jiaxin answered straightforwardly.

"I would rather not get married for the rest of my life than marry an unreliable man and suffer for the rest of my life."

My aunt said again, "What woman doesn't get married? Your grandmother will definitely not agree to this."

"Yes, as long as you keep your eyes open, you can always pick the good ones."

Qiao Jiaxin insisted: "It's good to live alone. I won't get married anyway."

"childish."

This time, before the aunts could speak, Hai Yan muttered to himself.

His voice was very low.

Qiao Jiaxin: ???

No matter who you are, after hearing and seeing so many weird things, you will develop a fear of marriage.

Qiao Jiaxin reached out to take the wooden bow back, but Hai Yan didn't give it to her and pretended to be indifferent.

childish?

Qiao Jiaxin poked him with resentment: Haha, when you meet a bad woman in the future and let her hurt your heart a little, you won’t say that anymore.

When I was about to spread the second quilt, someone came running from the distant room.

I guess he came from far away and is almost exhausted.

"Quick, quick, that green turtle..."

Stopping at the door, Aunt Zhao propped herself up on her knees and took several deep breaths. After she had evened out her breath, she continued, "That green turtle is causing trouble at Old Zhang's house!"

Green Turtle is the nickname that the aunts have given to Zhou Kai recently.

Who made him do that turtle bastard's things? Isn't he just an old green turtle?

As soon as they heard that Zhou Kai was causing trouble, the aunts stood up immediately, not even bothering to tidy up the quilts, and ran towards Zhang's house.

They didn't want to miss the opportunity to eat melons, and if Zhou Kai did anything shameless again, there would be more people in the village to help.

Before, Qiao Jiaxin would not care about other people's affairs.

But when the office was suddenly empty, she couldn't help but want to take a look to see what the man was doing.

Unfortunately, they arrived a little late.

When they arrived, the gate of Zhang's courtyard was already crowded with people, and several men were rushing in with tools to help.

It looks like a fight just started.

"Zhang Yan, you are really great! Are you worthy of me?"

"Mr. Zhou, we've been divorced for almost a year. What does it have to do with you who I'm with?"

"You can't look for anyone else but him. Are you trying to disgust me on purpose?!"

"You really give yourself face, disgusting you? I don't even bother to pay attention to you."

"You're already with him, and you're still keeping me hanging?"

"Get it straight. You're the one who's been begging me. Didn't I tell you on the first day that I already had someone else in my heart? It's you who insisted on being my follower."

"Let's take a step back and say, weren't you the same way to me back then? Compared to you, I'm nothing."

Through the courtyard wall, all you could hear was the two people cursing at each other.

Not only the two of them, but the families of both sides were also arguing fiercely. A sharp woman's voice was cursing extremely harshly. Compared with her, Aunt Zhuang Xiu was just a rookie who was not eloquent.

She scolded him so harshly, wouldn't Zhou Kai get angry and hit her?

After all, he is so shameless that he can do such a thing.

Taking advantage of her figure, Qiao Jiaxin finally squeezed to a spot at the courtyard gate, but the scene before her almost made her drop her jaw:

A middle-aged woman who was unfamiliar to them was arguing with Zhuang Xiu and his wife with her hands on her hips.

Zhou Kai was slumped on the ground, covered in dirt, with one of his shoes off. It looked like he had just been beaten. Zhang Yan was standing beside him, safe and sound, looking down at her.

And next to Zhang Yan stood a tall man.

There was a tear in the man's collar and his clothes were a little dirty. It must be that he had a fight with Zhou Kai.

Don't be fooled by the man's gentle appearance. He is very powerful when it comes to fighting.

Didn’t he win the fight with Zhou Kai?

…

Taking advantage of the weekend break, Zhou Kai brought his mother to Zhang's house early in the morning.

He has not given up the idea of ​​remarrying Zhang Yan.

He regrets it now, very much. If he had not listened to his uncle's introduction and contacted that bitch, how could he have ended up like this?

Although Zhang Yan came from the village, had little education and limited vision, she listened to what she was told.

More importantly, Jicheng Village is about to be demolished. If she can get some houses and some money, wouldn’t that be equivalent to putting money into her own pocket?

Zhou Kai had a good plan.

Thinking about how Zhang Yan loved him to death and served him humbly all day long, he thought that as long as he was proactive enough like when they first met, she would soften her heart.

Unexpectedly, the development of things was different from what he expected.

At first, Zhang Yan would "pretend to be reserved" and tacitly allow him to follow her, but recently she has been avoiding him and it is useless to block her at her workplace.

There was no other way. In order to remarry as soon as possible, Zhou Kai had to take the initiative and go to the house with his mother.

"Why are you here?"

Thinking that it was his daughter who had returned, Zhang Laosan went to open the door happily.

Seeing that it was Zhou Kai and his mean mother, his smile froze, "We're already divorced, why are you still coming?"

"dad!"

Zhou Kai fell to his knees on the ground.

It is said that a man's knees are made of gold, but compared with the Zhang family's demolition compensation, gold is worthless.

"I'm wrong, I'm not human!"

"I really know I was wrong now. Please give me a chance and let me make it up to Xiaoyan in the future."

Snap! Snap!

Zhou Kai raised his hand and slapped himself twice. The crisp sound made people feel refreshed.

However, Zhang Laosan was not moved by his "true confession".

What’s the point of kneeling down and getting slapped?

In order to beg his daughter to go home with him, he even hit himself with fire tongs.

That attitude was not as sincere as his begging for forgiveness.

What's the result?

Wouldn't he continue to beat Zhang Yan violently in the future? And each time he did so, his attacks became more brutal than the last.

So it doesn’t matter whether he really knows he is wrong this time or is pretending to change.

We're divorced, so who cares?

"relatives by marriage."

Seeing Zhang Laosan's indifferent expression and no intention of letting them in, Zhou's mother changed her usual unapproachable attitude and warmly handed over the gift in her hand.

"No matter how wrong he is, it's all Xiaokai's fault. As a mother, I won't cover up for him. But as the old saying goes, a prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold. We should give him a chance to correct his mistakes and turn over a new leaf."

Zhang Laosan knew that Zhou Kai's knees were weak.

But this was the first time I had seen Zhou's mother lower her tone so much.

When Zhang Yan and Zhou Kai got married, she was the first one who was unhappy about it. She expressed her dislike for them because they were from the countryside, had little education, and acted in a vulgar way, and were all "inferior people" who were not worthy of being in public.

Over the years, she had only come to the Zhang family once, on her wedding day.

It was really not easy to get her to lower her stance and speak for Zhou Kai.

Standing at the door and looking outside, Zhuang Xiu peeled green onions and said calmly, "Let them come in and talk."

She was not soft-hearted, she just felt it was embarrassing to keep people out.

If they continue to cling to me, it will only make the neighbors laugh at them.

When they came into the house, the smiles on the mother and son's faces were brighter than each other.

They had never looked at the Zhang family so carefully as they did now, with a gleam in their eyes, as if they were looking at a golden house.

The Zhang family’s house must be at least 200 square meters, and there is such a big yard.

How many acres of land do you have? Three acres? Two acres?

Never mind, it doesn’t matter. I’ll definitely lose a lot of money anyway.