Zhou Wenjing didn't have much time to think; she grabbed the quilt and was about to run into the room.
She just wanted to hide it.
But things didn't go as planned.
She had just stepped halfway into the room.
Jiang's mother's voice came from behind.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Zhou Wenjing paused, then turned around and saw that not only Jiang's mother, but also Jiang's eldest brother and sister-in-law, as well as their son Jiang Dawei and daughter Jiang Xiaoxia, the whole family had come.
Jiang Dawei and Jiang Xiaoxia saw the things on the table and went over to them without saying a word.
Seeing the fragrant, golden mango, I didn't hesitate to pick it up and put it in my mouth.
He looked completely satisfied.
They didn't greet their uncles and aunts, nor did they show any embarrassment.
Jiang's eldest sister-in-law's eyes lit up when she saw what Zhou Wenjing was holding, and she rushed over to her.
He stroked the quilt she was holding with great affection: "Mom, this quilt is really nice. It's perfect as a wedding quilt for Awei."
"Really? That's great." Grandma Jiang also came over, beaming with joy.
"Mother, this is what Jinxiu sent back to us," Zhou Wenjing said anxiously.
"Anyway, you won't need it, and you can still use the old one, right? Let's make this new one into a wedding quilt for Dawei. That way, he won't have to worry about not being able to buy one for his wedding."
Jiang Dawei has just started dating someone and is preparing to get married.
After she finished speaking, she tried to snatch the quilt from Zhou Wenjing's hand.
Zhou Wenjing was naturally unwilling; she wouldn't let go.
Jiang's mother got angry and said, somewhat angrily, "Let go of me!"
Zhou Wenjing hugged the quilt tightly and shook her head: "No, you can't take the quilt."
Jiang's eldest sister-in-law, standing to the side, saw that her sister-in-law was unwilling to let go.
She stepped forward and forcefully pried Zhou Wenjing's hands apart.
The three of them got into a fight over a quilt.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Junrong frowned.
Seeing the situation escalating, he couldn't stand it any longer.
"Stop it, all of you."
His voice was loud and imposing, carrying a chilling and intimidating quality.
All three of them were startled and stopped what they were doing.
Zhou Wenjing looked at him with reddened eyes, her eyes full of grievance.
Jiang Junrong walked to her side with great concern, put his arm around her shoulder, and confronted his mother: "Mother, what are you doing?"
Jiang's mother was still somewhat intimidated by Jiang Junrong's outburst.
She pursed her lips and said slowly, "Isn't Dawei getting married soon? He just happens to need a new quilt. You know quilts are in high demand, and you can't always buy one even if you have the money. If you have one here, you can give it to Dawei first."
Hearing the commotion, Jiang Jinhua came out of his room. Hearing his grandmother's words, he became angry: "Grandma, you've given them everything, what about ours? Are you going to take all our things to Uncle's house again this time?"
"What are you saying, child? How can you talk to your grandmother like that?" Jiang's mother glared at Jiang Jinhua and said.
Jiang Jinhua tried to say something, but Jiang Junrong stopped him.
Jiang Junrong looked at his older brother and nephews and nieces who were struggling with the mangoes, looked at the mess on the ground, and then looked at his mother and sister-in-law.
An invisible rage burned within him. Pointing towards the door, he said, "You're not welcome in our house today. Get out!"
The group exchanged glances, all looking towards Jiang's mother.
Jiang's mother looked at Jiang Junrong in shock: "I'm your mother, why can't I come?! I raised you from infancy, and this is how you treat me? You unfilial son..."
As he spoke, he sat down on the ground and started throwing a tantrum.
Jiang Junrong's forehead veins bulged, and his face looked terrible.
Jiang Junrong always felt powerless when faced with his mother like this.
He would rather face a massive enemy army than face a mother like this.
Upon seeing his mother like this, Jiang Laoda resumed eating the mango with relish.
He seemed to be really enjoying himself.
He ate fruit while watching his mother perform.
Jiang Dawei and Jiang Xiaoxia followed suit, their faces showing a hint of pride.
Seeing this, Jiang's eldest sister-in-law also went over, picked up a mango, and started eating.
Yes, they're all watching the show.
They were used to it; as long as Jiang's mother was working at full speed, they didn't need to do anything, and they could just wait to get the things.
Tears streamed down Zhou Wenjing's face without her realizing it. Her voice trembled with sobs as she said, "Mother, don't you have any idea how much you've taken from our family? If Junrong were unfilial, would you have given it to him? Would he have taken care of you in your old age?"
Jiang's mother said shamelessly, "What's wrong with me taking a few things? My son's things are my things. I raised him from infancy, and I can't even take a few things? This unfilial son of mine is now trying to kick me out..."
Jiang's mother cried out loudly.
Hearing this, the neighbors all came out to see what was going on.
"I heard that the girl Jinxiu who went to the countryside sent some things back, and Jiang's mother came over as soon as she found out."
"I just saw that the eldest brother of the Jiang family and his whole family came over."
"It can't be anything good."
"Having so many relatives is really putting them in a difficult position."
"Who can argue with that?"
...
The military compound isn't large; you know almost everyone there.
If something happens in someone's house, everyone will generally know about it.
Many people gathered in front of the Jiang family's house, eavesdropping on the gossip.
Although they could only hear a few words intermittently from time to time, no one wanted to leave.
Jiang Jinhua looked at the scene before her, her eyes red-rimmed and her fists clenched.
At this moment, it's impossible to describe his feelings.
He looked around and then at Jiang Dawei, who was sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, leisurely eating a mango.
Jiang Jinhua strode forward and dragged him out.
He punched Jiang Dawei in the face.
Jiang Jinhua was sent to the army for training by his father when he was young, so he was quite good at legwork.
This time, he used a lot of force.
He knocked Jiang Dawei to the ground with a single punch.
Jiang Dawei screamed and fell to the ground, his face contorted in pain.
A patch of bloody red blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Jiang Jinhua was still not satisfied.
He sat directly on Jiang Dawei and began thrusting with both hands.
Let's settle both the old and new scores together.
"Are the mangoes delicious? Every time you come to my house, you're either taking this or that, or eating this or that."
And you act like you're the boss, where do you get the nerve?
Do I owe you something?
My sister sent these mangoes back. I haven't eaten any of them yet. Look at how many you've eaten!
And it's scattered all over the floor!
Also, was it you who persuaded Grandma to put my name on the list of those who were sent to the front lines?
"Isn't that right? If it weren't for you, my sister wouldn't have gone to the countryside!"
Jiang Jinhua's actions caught everyone present off guard.
Jiang Jinhua did not deny that he had actually taken advantage of the situation, but he felt uncomfortable if he didn't vent his anger.
He can't hit his elders, but he can hit Jiang Dawei.
Jiang Dawei cried out in pain, "Grandma, help! Mom, help! It hurts so much, it hurts so much..."
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