"Smack!"
Jiang Jiahua and Peng Cuiying returned home one after the other.
As soon as he entered the house, Jiang Jiahua turned around and slapped Peng Cuiying across the face.
"Peng Cuiying, are you crazy? Qiaoqiao is our own daughter. You tell the Yang family to cut off all contact with her, and then you tell me she's heartless and ungrateful to the Yang family who raised her for eighteen years. You're making me think she's an ingrate, forcing her to marry into the Qin family. What are you after?"
When he was arranging a marriage for Jiang Qiaoqiao, he originally intended to treat everyone equally and find her a husband whose appearance, abilities, and family background were similar to Huo Beixiao's.
But just then, Niu Chunhua came to his door with the IOU he had written to the old man of the Qin family, demanding that he repay the favor by giving her either five hundred yuan or solving her youngest son's marriage problem.
He immediately thought of giving the Qin family 500 yuan to solve the problem.
But Peng Cuiying stopped him and persuaded him that Jiang Qiaoqiao had been back for so long, but had never gone back to see the Yang family or gotten close to them. She was an ungrateful wretch.
Even if he finds her a good husband, she won't remember their kindness or help them. It's better to marry her off to the Qin family. Not only will he save 500 yuan, but he can also gain a good reputation for being grateful and repaying kindness.
He observed Jiang Qiaoqiao for a while and felt that what Peng Cuiying said seemed to be correct.
That's why they decided to marry Jiang Qiaoqiao to the Qin family.
Unexpectedly...
"Waaah..." Peng Cuiying covered her face, crying aggrievedly, "What am I doing this for? Isn't it all for this family? Ranran was engaged to the Huo family back then, and the Huo family gave a bride price, so we have to give a dowry. My second son's girlfriend is the daughter of a regimental commander, so the wedding has to be a proper one. My third son is also of marriageable age, and everything costs money."
The Qin family is asking for five hundred yuan right off the bat. That brat has been back for two years and hasn't said a word to us. She was raised in the countryside anyway; marrying her off to Qin Haiyang will just mean she goes back to living in the countryside. What's wrong with us saving five hundred yuan?"
Peng Cuiying became more and more confident as she spoke.
Yes, it's not her fault, it's all Jiang Qiaoqiao's fault.
If Jiang Qiaoqiao hadn't come back and been like a silent gourd, only knowing how to work all day, unable to speak, and unable to please her, would she have been so heartless as to marry her off to a poor family like the Qin family?
Jiang Jiahua almost laughed in anger, "Fine, fine, it concerns your own daughter's entire life, and you can't even spare five hundred yuan. Jiang Yiran goes off to do those messy things, and you can come up with two thousand yuan, yet you let your second son spend two thousand five hundred yuan to pay off her debts! What kind of spell has she cast on you?"
Speaking of this, Peng Cuiying seemed a little hesitant, her eyes darting around as she said, "Ranran... Ranran is different from that brat. She's well-behaved and considerate. She's only caused trouble this once in her life. She's still our daughter, whom we raised ourselves. Why are you so petty with your own daughter?"
"snort!"
Jiang Jiahua's gloomy gaze locked onto Peng Cuiying, and he snorted coldly, "Fine, Jiang Yiran is your good daughter. We'll go get a divorce now, and you can go live with your good daughter!"
As Jiang Jiahua spoke, he dragged Peng Cuiying toward the outside.
"No—"
Peng Cuiying screamed in protest.
At this moment, Jiang Yong'an returned from get off work and quickly separated the two.
Peng Cuiying cried and pleaded, "Third brother, please, please beg your father not to divorce Mom. Mom is so old, if she gets divorced, what will people outside think of her? How will she live? Waaaaah..."
Jiang Yong'an quickly used the excuse that their divorce would affect the future of his eldest and second eldest brothers to subdue Jiang Jiahua.
Jiang Jiahua finally suppressed his anger, gritted his teeth and pointed at Peng Cuiying and Jiang Yong'an, "From now on, if any of you dare to let Jiang Yiran through this door again, you can all get out with her!"
After Jiang Jiahua went upstairs to his study, Jiang Yong'an asked Peng Cuiying in confusion, "Mom, what exactly happened today? Why did Dad treat Ranran like that again?"
Peng Cuiying wiped away her tears and told Jiang Yong'an what had happened that day.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yong'an gritted his teeth. "That Jiang Qiaoqiao, she's simply a petty person who's gotten her way!"
*
Meanwhile, Jiang Qiaoqiao was completely unaware of the great battle within the Jiang family.
After dropping Lin Xiaohui off at her place, she bought a can of malted milk powder and went to the hospital.
At the hospital, Xiao Guoqing's fever had subsided after several days of intravenous fluids, but he still had a severe cough.
The doctor said that I could only be discharged after receiving intravenous fluids for seven days to completely eliminate the pneumonia virus.
"Aunt Qiao Qiao, thank you."
As soon as Jiang Qiaoqiao entered the ward, Xiao Guoqing, acting like a little adult, solemnly said to her, "I will never forget your great kindness. I will definitely take care of you like my own mother in the future."
Jiang Qiaoqiao longed for a child of her own in her past life, but she could not have one.
Therefore, I always feel more tenderness and affection for children.
She patted Xiao Guoqing's little head and said, "Good boy, Xiao Guoqing. Auntie will be waiting for you to grow up and take care of me."
"Yes!" Xiao Guoqing nodded emphatically.
Jiang Qiaoqiao then handed the malted milk powder she had brought to Zheng Yulan.
Zheng Yulan quickly tried to decline, but Jiang Qiaoqiao said sternly, "Xiao Guoqing has just recovered from a serious illness and needs to replenish his nutrition. If you don't give him proper nourishment, do you want him to develop chronic illnesses and become a sickly person?"
Zheng Yulan gratefully accepted the malted milk powder, "Qiaoqiao, thank you. If it weren't for you, I really..."
Zheng Yulan never imagined that Jiang Qiaoqiao would lend her a helping hand when she was at her lowest point.
Ignoring the tears in Zheng Yulan's eyes, Jiang Qiaoqiao asked, "Sister-in-law, what are your plans for the future?"
Zheng Yulan glanced at her thin, small son on the hospital bed.
Their son has been hospitalized for four days, and Wang Dacheng hasn't come to see them yet.
Having lived in the Wang family for so many years, she finally understood.
Wang Dacheng is not a bad man, but he is not a good man either. He has feelings for the mother and son, but he is afraid of his mother's tyranny.
So over the years, Wang Dacheng has been wavering between her and his mother.
Whichever side Wang Dacheng stands on, that side will gain the upper hand in her conflict with her mother-in-law.
She used to tell herself to endure it, that a daughter-in-law eventually becomes a mother-in-law, and that most women go through this kind of ordeal their whole lives.
But this time, she realized that Wang Dacheng was an unreliable man.
The reason Wang Dacheng didn't come to see them this time was because he thought Guoqing's illness was incurable, and even if it were cured, it would cost a lot of money, which he couldn't afford and didn't want to pay.
“I’ve already made things clear with Guoqing that I will divorce his father. As for what happens after the divorce, I’ve thought about it. I might set up a stall and do some small business. If all else fails, I can collect and sell recyclables. As long as I can support my son and me,” Zheng Yulan said.
Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at Zheng Yulan's determined expression and said nothing.
She wouldn't interfere in other people's family affairs.
Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.
That day, when Jiang Qiaoqiao returned to the staff and family compound after finishing her business, she saw that most of the people in the compound were gathered outside her house.
She had some doubts.
Has someone come to her house to cause trouble again?
Is it Peng Cuiying, Jiang Yong'an, or Jiang Yiran?
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