Zhao Lanxiang was still angry about last year's rapeseed oil incident.
The more Fu Jingyou tried to keep things quiet, the angrier she became, and the more she felt that Fu Jingyou was guilty.
When he spoke, he began to speak without restraint:
"How can you not have a child because you don't have a home? Why do you have to put it in my house..."
Fu Jingyou was about to leave after delivering the things, but he slowed down when he heard this.
He frowned slightly and looked back at Zhao Lanxiang.
He was tall and strong, handsome but not talkative. When he frowned, his serious air became even more intense, making him look very intimidating.
Zhao Lanxiang was a little scared.
But I remembered the pot of oil from last year, and what my mother-in-law just said about making bacon.
They are like this every time they come back from the county. When they are not at home, the old couple at home don’t know how to support these outsiders!
"What are you looking at me for? What did I say wrong?"
Zhao Lanxiang was filled with anger and started to yell as she stood in the yard, her hands shaking:
"With such a big yard and so many houses, which one couldn't be vacated? And they chose mine!"
Fu Jingyouling pursed his lips and took a slightly heavier breath.
"Did you lose something important or something?"
Chen Guifen stood up and scolded:
"I let them live in this house. If you have any ideas or grievances, come and tell me!"
The He family has not split up, and the old couple still have some say.
Besides, the house is usually empty all year round, not to mention that Fu Jingyou and his wife are living in it this time.
Brother He's room faces the sun and has good ventilation, so we usually use it for guests.
If necessary, they need to stay overnight, and we will basically clean up the room for them to stay in.
People in the countryside are all like this, they pay attention to being thoughtful and decent.
It would have been fine if Chen Guifen didn't say anything, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Zhao Lanxiang felt extremely aggrieved.
If there were guests at home, she wouldn't say anything, but is Fu Jingyou a guest?
They were all from the same village. Which other household in the village could compare to the grandeur of his own brick and tile house?
"Of all the houses out there, you chose mine. Is it because you think it's unlucky to have children?"
"She had a difficult labor and was bleeding heavily. Luckily, she didn't die in my room. What if she had died in my room? Who would I turn to for justice?"
"Can you speak?"
Fu Jingyou's heart tightened, he dropped the meat in his hand, and went forward to pull Zhao Lanxiang away.
"It's New Year's Day, and you have shit in your mouth! If you can't speak, shut up!"
Chen Guifen scolded Zhao Lanxiang a few words and quickly went over to stop her.
Fu Jingyou is very strong, how can Chen Guifen stop him?
After a round of pushing and pulling, Fu Jingyou got closer and closer to Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang still didn't repent and stood in the yard howling:
"What did I say wrong?! What did I say wrong?!"
"She's lying on the bed right now, a dead body, isn't she? I'm the only one who's been there! I've only said a few words now, if it were anyone else, they'd have already opened their mouths and started cursing!"
Zhao Lanxiang kept calling Fu Jingyou "difficult delivery" and "dead person", which immediately irritated Fu Jingyou.
Fu Jingyou pushed Chen Guifen away and went up to attack.
Catch up with Brother He and Brother He when they come back.
Before the two entered the house, they heard a commotion in the yard. As soon as they entered, they saw Fu Jingyou waving his arms as if to hit someone.
Brother He didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't let his wife be beaten, so he quickly dropped the scale in his hand and stepped forward to stop it.
Zhao Lanxiang ran away in panic.
Fu Jingyou's punch didn't hit her, but it hit Brother He steadily.
Zhao Lanxiang looked up after hearing the sound of "ouch" and saw that Brother He's nose was bleeding. She immediately rushed over to scratch Fu Jingyou:
"How dare you hit my man!"
"You've taken all the benefits of the He family! And you dare to hit someone from the He family!"
"You're the scourge that has brought bad luck to our entire family since we were little! Why don't you just die? Your wife deserves it if you die! She absolutely deserves it!"
Fu Jingyou frowned, kicked Zhao Lanxiang away, and stepped forward to attack her.
He Erge quickly grabbed his waist and dragged him out of the yard.
"Brother! Stop your sister-in-law! What kind of words are you talking about?"
At first, Brother He covered his nose in pain, but after hearing what Zhao Lanxiang said, he realized what was going on.
He quickly got up and covered Zhao Lanxiang's mouth:
"Have you lost your mind? Shut up!"
Not to mention that the New Year is coming soon, don’t you know what’s going on in Xiaoliu’s family?
Is this something you can say?
"Why are you stopping me? He hit you! Look at the blood on your nose, how long will it take to heal it?"
"This scoundrel! This bastard! This black-hearted guy! He deserves his wife to die! Why didn't those two little bastards die together..."
Before Zhao Lanxiang could finish her words, Fu Jingyou rushed in from outside the yard, dragging He Erge on his legs.
There was dry firewood hanging on the steps in the front yard of the He family. Fu Jingyou picked up a piece and started swinging it at Zhao Lanxiang.
Zhao Lanxiang uncovered the bloody scar in Fu Jingyou's heart and touched his deepest pain.
The veins on Fu Jingyou's forehead were throbbing, and his deep eyes were red with excitement.
He is a scoundrel.
He is a jerk to begin with!
So what if she’s a woman?
She said something she shouldn't have said, so she deserves to be beaten!
Zhao Lanxiang didn't keep her mouth shut, so she deserved the beating.
But Fu Jingyou was extremely cruel. He hit Zhao Lanxiang on the back with the firewood stick in his hand, making a "bang bang bang" sound without any mercy.
Brother He was afraid of him, so he stepped forward and begged him to stop the fight, saying that he would discipline Zhao Lanxiang when he got home.
Fu Jingyou refused to listen and only let go after beating Zhao Lanxiang until she could no longer make a sound.
But he turned around and beat Brother He again.
There was a big commotion in the He family courtyard, and Fu Jingyou was riding on Brother He and waving his arms.
Zhao Lanxiang, who had been unable to shout just now, now stood up staggeringly.
He picked up the iron hammer he usually used to chop firewood and swung it.
Fu Jingyou groaned and suddenly fell to the side.
Dark red blood splashed far away.
"Jingyou!"
"Xiaoliu!"
Chen Guifen and He Erge were stunned and rushed forward to support him.
Zhao Lanxiang was also stunned. The hammer in her hand fell to the ground with a thud, and she sat down on the ground covered in sweat.
She beat someone to death! ?
The ground is so cold in winter, so cold that it makes people shiver with heartache.
There was a dull pain at the back of my head, and then it suddenly became numb.
Fu Jingyou's ears buzzed, and he stood up unsteadily with his hands.
When he fell, the blood from the back of his head flowed into his eyes, blurring his vision.
In a daze, he waved away Chen Guifen and He Erge who came to support him.
Fu Jingyou staggered out of the He family's door and headed home.
Miaomiao will not die...
He is not a disaster star.
Miaomiao would never regard him as a disaster.
Mingyi and Mingxia are definitely not bastards.
They are darlings.
It is his and Miaomiao’s baby.
This is not his home.
In this world, only Miaomiao truly and wholeheartedly loves him and treats him...
In their home, she would never look down on him and never wrong him!
go back.
Back to their home...
Fu Jingyou walked home slowly.
When the team saw this, they all avoided each other. (End of this chapter)
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