Chapter 47 Pointing at the nose and scolding

The old lady frowned and looked Jiang Cha up and down with an unfriendly look.

"Are you the little vixen who followed that old vixen to the compound?"

"Sorry, I only know how to speak human language!"

"Are you scolding me?"

It's amazing how she can open her eyes so wide!

"Mrs. Liao, she's just an eighteen-year-old girl, don't be so harsh with her words!"

Liu Cuilian walked up to Jiang Cha and gave her courage.

After so many days, her daughter's face was almost cured by Ye Surong, and she couldn't bear to see anyone say anything bad about Ye Surong and Jiang Cha.

"Old lady, we don't seem to know each other. Isn't it inappropriate for you to curse at me at my door as soon as you arrive?"

Liao Birong has lived for so many years, what kind of situation has she not seen?

She carefully looked at Ye Surong from head to toe. She was indeed an old vixen. Men liked her style. It was obvious that she was not a woman who was content with what she had.

It was not unfair for Wang Qing to lose when she met such a person.

"Whether it's suitable or not, Huo Tingkun knows it in his heart. You relied on this face to hook up with Huo Tingkun, right?"

Liao Birong was arrogant and looked superior in her decent cotton and silk open-collared jacket.

"Speak with more respect!"

Ye Surong's expression was unusually cold, so He Meishan stepped forward to smooth things over. "Mrs. Liao, Surong and Master Huo have a good relationship. What you said is indeed inappropriate."

"If you have the guts, let Huo Tingkun tell me in front of me that I have no right to ask about this matter."

Ye Surong didn't understand what Liao Birong meant by this sentence.

He Meishan explained: "Grandma Liao is Wang Qing's mother."

Ye Surong suddenly understood, "So you came here today to defend Wang Qing?"

"My son-in-law sacrificed himself to save Huo Tingkun. He is primarily responsible for my daughter becoming a widow. Logically, he should have married my daughter long ago. If he hadn't delayed my Wang Qing for so many years, would my Wang Qing still be so old and struggling to make a living in another place with my daughter?"

Liao Birong spoke very confidently.

Suddenly, a basin of water poured down on her head, soaking Liao Birong from head to toe, turning her into a completely drowned chicken.

"ah!"

Liao Birong screamed.

Jiang Cha held the basin of water with an apologetic look on his face.

"Ouch, I'm sorry, I thought no one was here!"

"You...you little bitch, you did it on purpose!"

Jiang Cha's action was so sudden that everyone was caught off guard.

No one knew how the ginger tea was spilled. There was clearly someone standing next to Liao Birong, but she just poured a basin of water on Liao Birong without a drop being left, and the people next to her did not suffer any harm.

"You're allowed to come to my doorstep and disgust people, but I'm not allowed to splash water to wash away the disgusting garbage?"

Jiang Cha threw the basin to the ground. The white enamel basin with red flowers printed on it landed precisely at Liao Birong's feet with a clang.

"I've seen people who take advantage of their age and shameless people, but this is the first time I've seen someone so shameless at such an old age."

"You keep calling me a vixen. I know my mom and I are good-looking and kind-hearted. Put away your jealous face, because no matter how jealous you are, you can never become like us."

"Also, I know your son-in-law is a martyr. He was a great man. On the battlefield, he resolutely made the choice between himself and his generals. His noble character deserves everyone's admiration. But he made what he believed to be the wisest decision, not to let you turn his choice into shackles to lock up the people he wanted to protect."

"On the battlefield, all soldiers are determined to die. You may not understand the meaning of sacrificing pawns to save the king, but you should understand the principle of not bullying a friend's wife. What you are doing now is not humiliating me and my mother, nor is it humiliating Uncle Huo. You are only humiliating the martyr Bai Jianjun who died on the battlefield."

“You…you…”

It has always been Liao Birong who was able to scold others until they couldn't even raise their heads. Since when did a young girl start to point at her nose and criticize her?

"You bitch, I'm going to tear your mouth off today!"

"Do you dare to touch my daughter today?"

Ye Surong stood in front of Jiang Cha.

Liao Birong wiped the water off her face and said, "You old vixen, you brought a little vixen with you. You teamed up in the compound to bully my daughter. My daughter is still too sick to get out of bed. Today, I must let you see how powerful I am."

The thing country people have the most is strength.

Although Liao Birong is old, her hands are very strong.

Without any tricks, how could she have been the head of the Wang family for so many years? Her husband is considerate, her son is filial, and even her daughters-in-law are as obedient as quails in front of her and dare not act rashly.

Liao Birong is a person who has the final say at home, and she is not one to be taken advantage of outside.

As she spoke, she reached out to pull Ye Surong's hair.

He Meishan and Liu Cuilian stopped her on the left and right, and the rest of the onlookers also stepped forward to separate Liao Birong.

It is normal for people living in the same housing complex to quarrel over trivial matters.

Once a fight breaks out, the nature of the situation will be completely different.

"What are you doing?"

A sharp male voice interrupted the farce.

He Meishan's neck stiffened. Her husband was the political commissar, and she knew who was coming at once.

"Why is the chief here?"

"What? The chief is here?"

A single stone caused a thousand ripples, and everyone retreated in a hurry. However, in the blink of an eye, the huge crowd dispersed. Some were doing their hair, some were pulling at their clothes, for fear that Chief Ji would notice.

Wu Xiaocao hid behind the door frame of their house, tilted half of her head, and stuck out her tongue at the ginger tea.

It was worth it for Jiang Cha to feed her every day. After He Meishan told Jiang Cha that the old lady Liao Birong was not someone to be trifled with, Jiang Cha took advantage of Wu Xiaocao sneaking to the outside of her kitchen window to look for food and gave her a few words of advice.

She was indeed reliable and actually called someone over.

Jiang Cha just told her that the person she wanted to call should have the higher official rank, the better. Jiang Cha never expected that this little girl was so honest and actually called the leader directly.

Following Chief Ji were Huo Tingkun and Political Commissar Zhao. Huo Jingchuan followed closely behind these people, walking hurriedly.

Jiang Cha was always watching Liao Birong's movements. When he saw her slap her thigh, Jiang Cha immediately hardened his heart and twisted the soft flesh on his waist, making himself cry in pain.

Her tears came suddenly. Before Liao Birong could sit on the ground and roll around to act pitiful, Jiang Cha was like a small cannonball. With a "wow" sound, she rushed to Huo Tingkun crying.

"Uncle Huo, if my mom and I are not welcome here, we should move out right now. If we are slandered every other day, how can my mom and I survive?"

Liao Birong was soaked in water and was stunned by Jiang Cha's actions.

"You have the nerve to complain first? You splashed water all over me!"

Liao Birong's face darkened, and her face, which already looked mean, now looked even more ferocious.

"My mother and I were staying at home peacefully. It was you who came up and said that my mother was an old vixen and took a little vixen like me to take your daughter's place and become the mistress of the Huo family. I was so angry that..."

Jiang Cha said this and covered her mouth and cried again.

How could Huo Tingkun ever see Jiang Cha looking so pitiful?

He was angry and anxious.

"Aunt Liao, I respect you as my elder, but Su Rong and Jiang Cha are my wife and daughter. It's true that I owe Bai Jianjun my life, but they don't owe your family anything. Come to me if you have anything to say."

Ye Surong was so angry that she was shaking all over. She stared at Huo Tingkun's eyes from afar, stubbornly waiting for his decision.

Huo Tingkun walked to Ye Surong's side in two or three steps and half hugged her. "I'm sorry, I will give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter."

Huo Jingchuan stayed by Jiang Cha's side. It was the first time he saw the little girl crying like that. He felt so sad.

"Commander Ji, I remember that last time you clearly stipulated the penalties for spreading rumors and slandering others in the family compound?"

How could Ji Chongshan not understand what Huo Jingchuan meant?

This guy looks gentle and harmless, but in fact he is just a black sesame dumpling wrapped in white glutinous rice skin. In a word, he has eight hundred schemes.

Liao Birong is not from the army, and she is old. What can he do to her?

Wasn't Huo Jingchuan clearly telling him that there was an expert behind this matter, giving him advice and warning him to hit the snake at its most vulnerable part?

"Where's Wang Qing? Her mother disrupted order in the family compound and slandered military families. If she doesn't give me a satisfactory explanation today, she'll quit her job in the military cafeteria and pack up and leave!"

Last time it was Bai Shuyao, and this time it is Liao Birong.

So many things happening day by day.

Does he look like he has a lot of free time?

Ji Chongshan was calm, and no one present dared to step forward to speak.

Liao Birong found an opportunity to speak.

She just raised her hand when Jiang Cha spoke before her.

"She said that my mother took Aunt Wang's place and married Uncle Huo, which made Aunt Wang so angry that she was sick and couldn't get out of bed. She must teach my mother and me a lesson today. I was almost scared to death by her attitude, wuwuwu..."

Ginger tea is very good at using its own advantages to achieve its own goals.

When a beautiful woman cries, even the unreasonableness of her actions may be part of her love.

In his previous life, Jiang Guodong knew how to take advantage of this, so he forced Jiang Cha to attend various dinner parties to discuss cooperation and attract investment for his factory.

First pretend to be pitiful, then act good, turn the situation around, and turn passivity into initiative. For Jiang Cha, such things are easy to do.

Sure enough, after she said this, coupled with the tears rolling down her face, she easily gained everyone's sympathy.

The balance tilted, and Huo Tingkun's anger reached its peak.

"Ye Surong is the only wife I, Huo Tingkun, have chosen for my whole life since I was young. Even if there are ten Wang Qings in your family, there is only one Ye Surong in my heart."

"What do you mean? Our Wang Qing has become a widow because of you!"