No matter what, the incident happened in their yard, and the person was a child, so it is reasonable to show some concern.
Jiang Sulan ordered the maid to call the doctor, and she went over to comfort him herself: "Brother Heng, don't cry, the doctor is on the way."
She said words of comfort, but her heart was full of impatience.
Brother Heng ignored her and continued to cry loudly.
Children's voices are already shrill, and when the volume is deliberately amplified, it makes people frown unconsciously.
Seeing this, his mother-in-law, who had been coaxing him, said in a sarcastic tone, "Miss, please stop causing more trouble. He was almost healed. Look at him now. Instead of wasting time, you might as well take care of the servants in your yard. How are they doing? You watched the young master fall down and didn't even know how to catch him. If this happened in our yard earlier, they would have been sold."
The maids trembled when they heard this. The mother-in-law glanced around and saw Jiang Zhiyu rolling her eyes at the door, then she looked away with satisfaction.
She kept muttering, "With a master of such a bad reputation, it's no wonder the courtyard is full of these people."
Jiang Sulan's face was gloomy, but because she was from her second uncle's side and what happened to Brother Heng was indeed in their courtyard, she could only endure it.
[Damn, how many years has this mouth been pickled? It's so flavorful? ]
Jiang Sulan: “…”
As soon as the corners of her mouth rose, she saw Jiang Zhiyu walking towards her angrily and kicking her squatting mother-in-law away.
It was a real kick that sent both feet flying off the ground.
It was as if time had stopped. Everyone was stunned in place, and their expressions were remarkably similar. Even Brother Heng, who had been crying, stopped crying by blinking his eyes, his eyes narrowed into slits and filled with fear.
After being kicked away, my mother-in-law rolled twice before stopping. Fortunately, she had a lot of fat and Jiang Zhiyu used less force, so she was still able to speak and just vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.
"See?" Jiang Zhiyu kicked off her shoes, and Zhuying immediately brought her new shoes to change into. As she put them on, she said, "If a dog bites me, do I have to bite it? I can just kick it away."
Jiang Sulan: "Puff."
Following her lead, the maids also started laughing, looking at Brother Heng and her mother-in-law with contempt.
The laughter and the horror of seeing her own blood made the mother-in-law lose her mind. She pointed at Jiang Zhiyu tremblingly and said, "You, you uneducated thing. I will report this to the Prime Minister and ask him to discipline you."
She didn't speak like a servant, but rather like the old lady of the Jiang family.
Outside the courtyard, everyone turned their attention to Jiang Jianjin.
Without the master's instructions, they didn't believe that an old slave would dare to say such outrageous words.
Jiang Jianjin's forehead was covered with sweat and he bowed repeatedly: "Mother, third brother, you know, I don't have any special abilities. I am very grateful to you for taking me in. How could it be possible that..." He cursed his mother-in-law a thousand times in his heart.
【Should we be here now?】
Who's here? Jiang Sulan was wondering when she saw a group of people walking in.
Leading the group was old lady Jiang, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, had a plump figure, and a graceful face.
Bending over on her left is Jiang Jianjin, who is rather thin, with slender eyes under thick eyebrows, and his black pupils roll around like abacus beads.
[Here it comes, is this the final straw that breaks the camel's back for the Cannon Fodder family? Really sarcastic and mean.]
Jiang Zhaorong and Jiang Sulan: "..."
What is she talking about?
The doctor following behind them hurried to check on Brother Heng. The others were shocked to see the child's face covered in blood and the conspicuous big lump, and looked at the doctor nervously. For a moment, no one cared about the mother-in-law who was lying on the ground.
Jiang Zhiyu stood next to Jiang Sulan, and his heartbeats kept pouring into Jiang Sulan's ears.
[What are you checking for? I just fell down and it looks scary.]
[No one is taking care of this old woman? Hahaha, she deserves it. But Jiang Jianjin's acting is really good. He's so anxious, just like he's her own child.]
Jiang Zhaorong:!!!
Jiang Sulan: ???
No, isn’t Brother Heng the biological child of my second uncle?
[However, Jiang Jianjin is indeed very patient. He caught his wife in bed with someone else, and even though he knew the child wasn't his, he still pretended to be ignorant and raised it, just to please the old lady. If this kind of forbearance were used in a righteous way, he would have a bright future.]
While Jiang Zhiyu was sighing, Jiang Zhaorong and Jiang Sulan's CPUs were about to burn out.
How much information is contained in just one sentence!
Jiang Jianjin's first wife was Gao, the daughter of Gao Hong, the Shaoqing of the Guanglu Temple. She was known for her virtue, but no one knew she would do such a shameful thing as having an affair.
Jiang Jianjin had been married for many years and had several concubines, but none of them had children. Hengge was the only one, and he was a son, so the old lady was extremely happy.
However, the only grandson she liked was not of the Jiang family.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhaorong suddenly felt a surge of pleasure in his heart.
I don't know why. Even though he was the best-off among the brothers and treated the old lady with great respect, the old lady gradually alienated him. His own children were also not loved by the old lady. Even Song Shiwei, his adopted daughter, could call her grandmother, but his own children could only call her old lady...
Jiang Zhaorong's eyes moved slightly, ignoring the strange feeling in his heart, waiting to defend his two daughters when the old lady scolded him.
Sure enough, seeing the fat boy's tears falling drop by drop, the old lady felt extremely distressed and started to blame Jiang Sulan and Jiang Zhiyu.
"How do you discipline your servants? If Brother Heng wants to climb, won't you stop him? He's young and ignorant, but aren't you ignorant too?"
Jiang Sulan had long been accustomed to the old lady's double-standard attitude. Upon hearing this, she bowed her head and replied respectfully, "That's right, old lady."
The old lady nodded and her eyes fell on Jiang Zhiyu who was silent beside her. She heard from the maid that it was she who did not let the servants stop Heng Ge.
The old lady had no good face for this granddaughter who had brought shame to the Prime Minister's Mansion: "She's grown so big that we can't keep her anymore. She hasn't even gotten married yet, but she's already harboring thoughts of harming others. I think if she marries into her husband's family, she'll be divorced within a year."
These words were truly heartbreaking to a girl. Jiang Zhaorong's face suddenly changed, and Jiang Sulan also looked at the old lady in surprise. The only ones who were happy were the fake father and son.
Jiang Zhiyu also saw the little fat boy secretly making a face at her.
Frankly speaking, what Old Lady Jiang said was not offensive at all to Jiang Zhiyu. What Jiang Zhiyu was more puzzled about was why someone would like to be called an old lady?
[Isn't it better to call someone younger? Do you really want to be buried quickly?]
Jiang Sulan: “…”
No, I have to hold back my laughter. This is not the time to laugh!
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