Chapter 150: Hanging with Belt
Li Meiqian was even rolling her eyes in a corner where no one could see.
Little did they know that every move of the mother and daughter fell into Jian Qingyi's eyes.
Jian Qingyi was not surprised by this.
after all……
How can a woman who even hooks up with a married man be a good person?
but……
Thinking of the discovery a few days ago, Jian Qingyi's mouth curled up in a playful arc.
"Second Brother Jian, Second Brother Jian..." The door that had just been closed was knocked again.
Hearing the anxiety in the visitor's tone, Jian Zhongliang quickly went to open the door.
"Second brother Jian, it's not... good... anymore. Your mother... is threatening... to hang herself... at... Brother Jian's house... and no one can... persuade her... anymore. You... have to... go and persuade her... quickly..." Perhaps because he ran too fast, Sun Qiang was still gasping for breath as he spoke.
Before he could finish his words, Jian Zhongliang shot out like an arrow.
Hanging...
Jian Qingyi was happy.
Mao Chunqiao, that cowardly person, actually hanged herself?!
Jian Qingyi grabbed two handfuls of melon seeds and put them in his pocket, then walked slowly to the building diagonally opposite.
When she passed by, the corridor was already crowded with people.
Jian Qingyi took great pains to squeeze in.
She tilted her head to take a look and almost laughed out loud.
Mao Chunqiao was standing on a stool on the balcony of the living room, with a cloth belt hanging above her neck. Judging from the length and width, Jian Qingyi seriously suspected whose belt it belonged.
It would be impossible to hang up Mao Chunqiao's big and round square!
Jian Zhongkang and Wang Xiujuan were pale as they tried to persuade him in a low voice. It seemed that they were quite frightened.
Jian Zhongliang was also trying his best to say good things on the side.
But the person standing on the bench couldn't hear anything.
"Jian Zhongkang, I just want to ask you one question, will you help me or not? If you help, we will have a happy New Year's Eve dinner. If you don't help, then you can just wait for me to collect your body!" Mao Chunqiao said as she put her head into the hanging belt.
"Mom, I beg you, if you have anything to say, please come down first and talk about it, okay?" Jian Zhongkang was about to cry.
"Yes! Mom, come down first. If there is anything, we can discuss it slowly." Wang Xiujuan also persuaded with red eyes.
I was afraid that Mao Chunqiao would get so depressed that she would hang herself.
"What's going on?" Jian Zhongliang was confused and didn't know what was going on.
"Mom wants Xiaoyue to join the art troupe." Afraid that people outside the door would hear, Jian Zhongkang lowered his voice.
Jian Zhongliang is not stupid. After a little thought, he can guess the key.
He turned his head to look at Jian Zhonglan, who was pretending to persuade Mao Chunqiao, and frowned unhappily.
Ever since his younger sister came back, there have been constant troubles at home.
Perhaps noticing Jian Zhongliang's gaze, Jian Zhonglan looked away feeling somewhat guilty.
Jian Qingyi found a spot with the best view, sat down, crossed his legs, and started cracking melon seeds.
"Bang bang...knock bang...knock bang..."
When no one spoke, the only sound in the silent living room was Jian Qingyi cracking melon seeds.
That feeling...
Like a mouse in a granary.
It's very annoying.
Mao Chunqiao, in particular, managed to create some atmosphere.
Being messed up by her...
If she didn't have important things to do, she would have scolded her.
"Sister-in-law Yang San, I heard that your sister-in-law's sister-in-law's second aunt is going on a blind date recently and wants to find a companion. Is it true?" Jian Qingyi suddenly looked at Yang San's wife who was watching the fun at the door.
"It's true, Yi Yi, do you have any good candidates? Let me tell you, my sister-in-law's sister-in-law's second aunt is actually not old at all, only in her fifties, and in good health. The key is that her figure is curvy, just like a young wife in her thirties or forties." Yang Laosan's wife immediately spoke excitedly.
"What does it look like?" Jian Qingyi asked again.
"Her appearance is even more impeccable, with willow-shaped eyebrows, cherry lips, and a high nose bridge. What's more, she has fair skin. Unlike the rest of us, who turn as pale as coal after being exposed to the sun, she looks as good as never after being exposed to the sun. It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others." Yang Laosan's wife became more and more excited as she spoke.
"What kind of person does she want to find? Would she be interested in someone like my grandfather?" Jian Qingyi stopped beating around the bush and went straight to the point.
Jian Zhongliang frowned when he heard this.
Just as he was about to yell, Mao Chunqiao, who was standing on the bench, exploded first.
"Jian Qingyi, you rotten heart, rotten lungs, rotten intestines, why doesn't God send down a thunderbolt to strike you to death? Your grandmother is not even dead yet! And you've already started to find a wife for your grandfather. You bastard, you have no conscience. How could our Jian family produce a beast like you..."
"Haven't you wanted to die a long time ago? Then hurry up! If you die now, we will send you to the funeral home after lunch. We will definitely bury you before the New Year's Eve dinner, and we will ensure that you won't be late for the blind date for my grandfather on New Year's Day." Jian Qingyi was not angry, and she was cracking melon seeds while talking.
She wasn't afraid at all of the onlookers outside the door scolding her for being unfilial.
"You, you, you...you're dreaming. You want me to die, but I won't die." Mao Chunqiao got down from the stool swiftly.
"How can you go back on your word? You said you'd die but you didn't. What a bummer!" Jian Qingyi snorted.
"Die, die, die, I won't die, you silly girl. I knew you were not a good person. If I had known, I would have strangled you to death when you were born." Mao Chunqiao cursed angrily.
Ever since Jian Qingyi broke Jian Zhonglan's jaw with her bare hands, Mao Chunqiao has been a little afraid of Jian Qingyi.
He was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and he didn't even dare to reach out to Jian Qingyi.
"Knowing it earlier is priceless. It's no use regretting it now. Remember it as early as possible in your next life." Jian Qingyi cracked melon seeds slowly.
"You you you..." Mao Chunqiao was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
He turned around and started looking for help, "Jian Zhongliang, are you dead? Just watch that damn girl curse me."
Jian Zhongliang wasn't stupid. If it weren't for the little girl's provocation, would his mother have gotten off the bench?!
"Mom, today is New Year's Eve, can you please stop making trouble?" Jian Zhongliang sighed.
"I'm making a fuss?" Mao Chunqiao was even more angry. "Didn't you hear that damn girl was going to find you a stepmother?"
"Hasn't she found it yet?" Jian Zhongliang muttered softly.
"I'm going to die. Do you think that dead girl can find me?" Mao Chunqiao was so angry that she was fuming.
"Then don't die, and see how she can find it." Jian Zhongliang suppressed his laughter.
Jian Zhongkang and Wang Xiujuan also figured out what was going on at this time.
Someone in the crowd of people watching the fun outside laughed.
Then there was a burst of laughter.
Mao Chunqiao's face turned red when he realized what he had said, and he felt extremely embarrassed for a moment.
Jian Zhonglan looked at her mother, who was more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything, with an extremely ugly expression on her face.
Jian Qingyi was not interested in watching their family ethics drama anymore, so she stood up and walked out while cracking some melon seeds.
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