Jiang Mengning was really furious. She usually didn't hit people, but when she did, it was very unusual.
"If you dare to do that again today, I'll chop off your hands."
What big radish? Your whole family is the big radish.
It was the first time that Hu Zi was beaten. He covered his face and cried loudly.
"Ooooooooo… She hit me, she hit me so hard, it hurts."
Turn around and go find the adults.
"Hey, why are you hitting people?"
Suddenly a dispute broke out, attracting everyone to gather around.
"Even if you don't discipline your own children, there are people who can teach them how to behave. If they're so young and their mouths are dirty, a slap on the face is the least of their worries."
Fortunately, the little brat didn't touch her, otherwise, she would probably not be able to control herself and chop off his hand.
"He's still a child, why are you arguing with him?"
"Is he born without a mother? If so, just ignore what I said."
The man was so choked that he didn't know how to refute.
Jiang Mengning snorted coldly, too lazy to bother with these people for the time being.
She put the things in her hands in the corner and began to look around her room.
In front of the dressing table, lipstick and vanishing cream were scattered everywhere.
These things have obviously been touched by someone and are completely unusable.
I glanced at the woman standing not far away. Her lips were painted red like a monkey's butt, and her face was as white as putty. Need I ask? It must have been her!
The man met Jiang Mengning's gaze and stepped back feeling guilty.
Jiang Mengning opened the wardrobe and found the clothes in a mess, with one or two pieces missing.
There is no doubt that the two missing pieces are worn by someone else.
And on the bed, the clean and tidy sheets were covered with mud.
She had just witnessed the little brat jumping up and down on the bed.
I took a deep breath, and suddenly a foul smell came from my nose.
He sniffed and looked around for the source of the smell.
When I walked to the foot of the bed and saw the pile of shit in the corner, I almost ran out of the door.
"ah!"
In this situation, there is no need to control my temper. It is simply impossible to control it!
"Whoever did it, it's all his fault!"
She covered her mouth, pointed at the stuff on the ground, and felt so disgusted that she wanted to vomit.
"Well, the child had diarrhea just now and didn't have time to go to the toilet, so he defecated on the floor. I'll come and clean it up right away."
An old man quickly came in with a broom and started cleaning.
Jiang Mengning closed her eyes and was really about to vomit blood because of all this anger.
"Who the hell are you? You used my things, wore my clothes, and even urinated and defecated here and there. This is something a human being could do. You're all grown up, don't you have any manners or upbringing? Who allowed you to do this?"
The person who put on the lipstick retorted dissatisfiedly: "We are all relatives, why should you be so stingy when using a little thing?"
"When you're caught stealing, you claim to be someone's relative! It seems like you've used that excuse a lot to steal things. Shameless people are invincible."
The man was humiliated again and wiped off the lipstick in anger.
The one wearing the other person's clothes was also dissatisfied: "We are older after all. In terms of seniority, we are still your aunt. Young people should not speak so harshly. It seems uneducated."
Jiang Mengning wanted to laugh out loud: "I'm still your great aunt, and even an old woman like you knows fashion! You don't wear anything else, just this bright red and green. What's going on? You're painting an old cucumber green, and you still want to act young!"
The aunt was so angry that she took off her clothes and threw them away.
What the hell! You call her an old cucumber, but your whole family is the old cucumber.
When she was young, she was the most beautiful girl in the village.
Jiang Mengning was a sharp-tongued person, and after her retort, others dared not act rudely anymore.
Those who took things quickly put them back where they came from.
Nian Nian looked confused: "Mom, are they beggars? Why are they coming to our house to take things?"
Everyone: “…”
"Hmph, Nian Nian, you have a unique vision, but you are just a beggar."
Since it has already happened, there is no point in her getting anxious and angry.
He let out a breath and walked out of the room.
This matter must be clarified. She can't just let go of the loss to her family today.
The person who can bully her has not been born yet.
She sat in the main room, and Nian Nian very considerately poured a cup of tea for her mother.
"Tea, Mom."
"Thank you, Nian Nian."
He picked up the tea and took a sip before slowly looking at the people in the room.
"Tell me, who brought you in?"
You can't just enter or leave the family compound as you please.
Zhou Min stood up and looked at Jiang Mengning with some dissatisfaction.
This person had always been spoiled at home, pampered by her parents and brother, and lived a willful and reckless life. She didn't like such a sister-in-law.
Before her sister-in-law got married, she was looking forward to her sister-in-law getting married.
Now that I’m finally married, I don’t have to go back to the Jiang family anymore.
Otherwise, if she remarries and goes back, she will still have to endure the bullying.
"Mengning, long time no see."
Jiang Mengning glared at her and said impatiently, "I'm asking who let you in."
Zhou Min bit her lip, and sure enough, she still looked arrogant.
"The one called Niu Lili brought us in."
"Niu Lili."
Jiang Mengning smiled.
No wonder, someone is interfering!
No wonder so many people can come in.
Okay! Niu Lili, just wait for me.
He looked again at the woman in the straw hat in front of him.
She thought that the original owner must have known her.
"May I have your name."
She could only confirm the other person's identity by name and was too lazy to play Tai Chi.
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