Chapter 452 Why not lie to the end?

Having said that, Cheng Hanzhang was so angry that he ate half a bowl less of rice at noon.

The days at home are always indescribably comfortable, and Jiang Wanwan sleeps more soundly than usual.

There are more than a dozen people taking care of three babies. Apart from the hardship of breastfeeding, she has an easy job most of the time.

Knowing that they were back, Zhang Hongri, Ge Hongling and Grandma Bao came over to see them and brought eggs and other things to see Jiang Wanwan.

Not only them, but also some team members that Jiang Wanwan had never met came to see her.

Some thanked her for the chick.

Some of them came because their children read the books that Jiang Wanwan brought to them at school, learned some principles and learned to read, and they were grateful to Jiang Wanwan for coming.

The threshold of Old Shen’s house was about to be trampled down.

In the cowshed of the production team.

Song Xiangwu also saw the glory of the Shen family.

She had been there several times, and seeing the Shen family eat well and dress well, her eyes turned red with jealousy.

She hadn't eaten meat for more than half a year, and she didn't know what Jiang Lian was doing. She had been busy running around since she gave birth to the child, and she didn't even bother to send her and Jiang Nancheng some meat.

Apart from being cold in winter, there is not as much work as in summer.

Besides, the New Year was approaching, and the work in the production team had come to a halt.

Logically, Zhang Hongri prepared a not-so-shabby New Year's Eve dinner for the comrades who were sent down to the countryside.

But with Jiang Wanwan's words in mind, Zhang Hongri would never give the good things to Song Xiangwu and Jiang Nancheng. As the year was coming to an end, they were still given sorghum cakes to eat, and it was good enough to have a bowl of radish vermicelli soup occasionally.

Jiang Lin is the one who can have radish vermicelli soup and cabbage and tofu soup every meal, with a hint of meat in the soup.

Song Xiangwu never knows how to be content.

"You are a loser. There are so many birds and pheasants on the mountain. Why can't you kill two and bring them back to eat?"

Ever since she met Jiang Wanwan and the others at the hotel last time and heard what Xu Fengyu said, Song Xiangwu has been particularly dissatisfied with Jiang Lian and Jiang Nancheng.

Disagreements will definitely breed conflicts. Small things will be magnified and quarrels will break out over the slightest disturbance.

Jiang Nancheng was reluctant to quarrel with Song Xiangwu at first, but after quarreling so much, he got annoyed and stopped indulging her.

It was cold in the cowshed, and Jiang Nancheng curled up in bed without even taking off his shoes.

"If I'm trash, then you're not trash?"

"Your daughter is so successful, she is a big star in the production team, her husband now runs two factories, she is the wife of the factory director, and she has awesome godfathers and godmothers, why don't you get some meat from her teeth for me to eat?"

"You are a jinx. Jiang Beiwang would have died early if he had followed you. I am also suppressed by you and cannot eat enough or wear warm clothes if I follow you."

It was noon, and Jiang Lin was taken to the educated youth center by other educated youth to have lunch.

Since Jiang Lin is not at home, Song Xiangwu has no image to worry about.

She was completely enraged when she heard this, and picked up the cold water bucket next to her and poured all the cold water on Jiang Nancheng.

Song Xiangwu screamed and roared: "If it weren't for you, would Jiang Beiwang have died?"

"If it weren't for you, there would be so many people out there who would want to marry me. With my face and figure, any random guy would be better than you. If I were to find another man, Jiang Juan and Jiang Wanwan wouldn't hate me either."

"It's all your and Jiang Lian's fault. You're the ones who made me like this!"

Although Jiang Wanwan and Jiang Jun did not crawl out of her belly, they, the siblings, did not know it.

In their eyes, she is their biological mother.

If Jiang Lian and Jiang Nancheng hadn't deceived her and caused her to be separated from her child, she wouldn't have fallen to the point she is today.

It was winter, and the house next to the cowshed was not warm to begin with. Jiang Nancheng was soaked to the skin. The cold wind blew in his face, making him feel like his soul was flying away and his head ached.

Song Xiangwu cried and cursed: "You and your slutty daughter don't care about my life or death at all. You spent the money Jiang Beiwang gave me, but when something happened, you ignored me and scolded me. Jiang Nancheng, you are a dog, a bastard, you have no conscience!"

"Why was I so blinded by greed that I followed someone like you? If I had known, I would have followed Jiang Wanwan. I would have been the one eating the best food and drinking the best drinks, and I would have been the one wearing the best clothes."

"Your Jiang Lian is also a fool. She married Cheng Shiguan but couldn't control his heart. Look at Jiang Wanwan. Both the Shen and Cheng families treat her like a hot commodity."

"Jiang Lian is just like you, neither can compare to Jiang Wanwan and Jiang Beiwang. Only I am blind and actually threw away the pearls and mixed with a fish like you!"

She regretted it so much now, she wished she could hollow out her intestines. She wanted to beg for a chance from Jiang Wanwan, so that she could forget what happened and recognize her as her mother again.

Jiang Nancheng was frozen into an idiot, and Song Xiangwu was still humiliating and scolding him.

What he hated the most since he was a child was other people saying that Jiang Beiwang was better than him.

They are brothers from the same mother, so why should Jiang Beiwang suppress him everywhere?

Jiang Nancheng wiped the cold water off his face, lifted the wet quilt, stood up, grabbed Song Xiangwu by the collar and threw her onto the wet and cold makeshift bed.

He raised his arm and slapped her hard.

The slap stunned Song Xiangwu.

Since she remarried, Jiang Nancheng has always put her before Jiang Lian.

When the family is divided and the money is transferred down to a lower level, the bulk of the money will be placed with her.

Although we quarreled, I never fought with her.

This is the first time.

"Jiang Nancheng, hit me!"

Song Xiangwu went crazy. She pulled Jiang Nancheng's arm and scratched his face, wishing she could scratch the skin on his face into potato shreds.

"I asked you to hit me, and I'll kill you!"

Jiang Nancheng has feelings for Song Xiangwu from the bottom of his heart.

It's not because she's sexy.

It was his original wife, Xing Mei, who was particularly boring.

He liked Song Xiangwu's taste and cultivation, and she was willing to give up Jiang Beiwang for him. In a sense, Song Xiangwu's actions gave him the greatest confidence in his entire life.

It turns out that some people look down on Jiang Beiwang and like him.

Does this indirectly prove that he is better than Jiang Beiwang?

How much I liked you before, how much I hate you now.

Hate it to the bone.

He hated Song Xiangwu for lying to him, but why didn't she lie to the end?

Why should these illusions be exposed when he is at his lowest point?

Jiang Nancheng grinned and slapped Song Xiangwu: "I am not as good as Jiang Beiwang?"

"How am I inferior to him? I'm his brother, and I was born earlier than him!"

"Do you know that when Jiang Beiwang was a child, he couldn't get down from the tree, so I carried him down. He was so scared that he cried miserably. You don't know about that past."

"You can only see Jiang Beiwang's abilities later on."

"You don't know anything. Jiang Beiwang has always been respectful in front of me."

"Hahahaha...I married his woman and slept with her, but he's still a short-lived ghost!"

Song Xiangwu was beaten so hard that stars appeared in her eyes and her mouth was full of blood.

There is a big difference in body size between men and women, and there is also a big difference in strength between them.

Song Xiangwu was suppressed to the point where she had no room to resist. She was beaten more than a dozen times, and Jiang Nancheng pulled her hair, pulled her off the bed to the ground, and kicked her in the stomach.

"I ask you, why don't you just lie to the end? Speak!"