They are indeed uncle and nephew.

When Kang Qiang saw Cen Bowen, his eyes went blank for a moment.

"No, why would I want her necklace? Every day she comes home with a sullen face, as if we stole her money. Who is she showing this face to? I'm her brother, and I can't say a word to her."

"Exactly, she's like a firecracker. She's not home all day, doesn't know how to entertain the elders when they come, and I don't know what she's been busy with all day. She even refuses to get married, and her father and I are losing face because of her!"

Kang's mother clapped her hands.

Kang Ying leaned forward excitedly and pointed at the silent woman beside him.

"I saw it all! My necklace is right around her neck. If you don't believe me, pull open her silk and take a look!"

The woman standing next to Kang Qiang avoided his gaze, grabbed her silk stocking with one hand, and cried in her voice.

"Yingying, it's just a necklace. If you say your sister-in-law took it, then it's your sister-in-law who took it, okay?"

Her tears also fell.

"Tell me what kind of necklace it is, and I'll buy it for you. We'll buy whatever you want. Come down quickly and don't scare me."

The woman said this while looking at Kang Qiang beside her for help.

Kang Qiang couldn't bear to see his wife like this, and his anger towards Kang Ying became even stronger.

"If she wants to dance, then let her dance! You've always spoiled her like this. Can't you see that she's shitting and pissing on our heads? It's not her turn to call the shots in this family!"

When Kang Ying heard this, she pretended to lift her leg.

Cen Bowen suddenly became anxious, "Don't move!"

He subconsciously took two steps forward and stood in a position where he could catch Kang Ying.

"Yingzi, don't listen to his nonsense. The necklace is lost, right? I'll help you find it, I'll help you find it, don't be impulsive."

He repeated this sentence several times.

It was obvious how nervous Cen Bowen was about Kang Ying.

Kang Ying's eyes were filled with tears as she glanced at Song Yiyi, a hint of pride flashing in her eyes.

Finally, it fell on Cen Bowen.

Her tone was full of resentment: "Bowen, I don't want to make a fuss. That necklace was your birthday gift to me. It's all I have. It's all I have. I can't live without it."

A look of surprise flashed across Cen Bowen's face.

He was stunned for a moment, but still coaxed her gently: "Okay, I know, I'll help you get it back."

When he turned around again, his face was as cold as ice, and his voice was cold and sharp: "Sister-in-law, do you want to pick the silk yourself, or should I ask someone to help you pick it?"

Kang Qiang's wife was frightened by his look and shrank back.

For countless days and nights in the past, Kang Ying used Cen Bowen to show off at home.

Even his uncle, the battalion commander, warned Kang Qiang not to offend the Cen family.

Today, Kang Qiang couldn't bear it any longer.

He clenched his fists, stood in front of his wife, and said through gritted teeth, "Deputy Battalion Commander Cen, my wife said she didn't take it, and that's it!"

Cen Bowen's eyes were cold, "Then take off your silk."

"Deputy Battalion Commander Cen!"

Kang Qiang gnashed his teeth, "Don't go too far!"

Cen Bowen had no intention of continuing to argue, so he walked towards the woman behind Kang Qiang.

Kang Qiang was not willing to be outdone, and the two were about to fight.

"ah!"

The woman hiding behind Kang Qiang suddenly screamed, squatted down, covering her empty neck, and hurriedly tried to cover it with her hands.

Everyone has seen it.

I found that Song Yiyi, who was standing aside, moved to Mrs. Kang's side at some point.

In her hand, she still held the silk hair that fluttered in the wind.

Although Mrs. Kang covered her neck with her hands, everyone could still clearly see the shocking scene.