Chapter 313 Isn't it the end?

Mingzhu originally had a pretty and sweet face. Even if she was angry, she didn't seem to have much killing power.

But at this moment, she looked at Feng Qiaozhen with an expressionless face, which made Feng Qiaozhen feel that this little girl... was not easy to mess with.

Moreover, Fang Shuyu said that Jiang Duo planned to transfer back. Although the Jiang family didn't like this daughter-in-law from the countryside, she really didn't need to be the first to offend Jiang Duo.

She frowned and softened her tone: "You little girl have such a bad temper... Okay, okay, I, as an elder, won't argue with you. Let's go!" As

she spoke, she walked to Jiang Duo and resumed her usual pretentious kindness: "Xiao Duo, it's rare for you to come back. Take some time to come to my house for a meal. Your uncle and brothers will definitely be very happy."

"No, time is tight. It's too late."

Feng Qiaozhen frowned, "Do you plan to transfer back?"

"Not necessarily." Not

necessarily? Wouldn't that mean Fang Shuyu was just showing off?

"You don't want to come back. Do you know that because of you, your elder brother and younger brother have been scolded by your grandfather? You are the only hope in the eyes of the old man. If you don't come back, who will bring honor to the Jiang family in the future? Isn't the Jiang family doomed?"

Jiang Duo was too lazy to pay attention to the mockery in his tone. Fang

Shuyu felt a little uncomfortable. Her two sons were not doing well. Why did she come to criticize Jiang Duo?

Just as she was about to say something, Mingzhu had already walked up to Jiang Duo with a harmless look on her face, and took Jiang Duo's arm: "Didn't you tell me that your brothers and sisters are all very good? After all the fuss, they are just two pieces of trash. Then you should have less contact with them in the future. Stupidity is contagious."

Fang Shuyu almost couldn't help laughing. For the first time, she experienced the joy of listening to Mingzhu's criticism that Hou Xiaoqing had mentioned.

There are some things that I can't say, and this little girl is simply venting for me.

Feng Qiaozhen's face turned black with anger when she heard this: "Who are you calling a waste, you..."

Mingzhu said calmly: "It wasn't me who said that, it was your grandfather who said that. If your own grandfather said that about his own grandson, then it must be a real misfortune for our family, as we have two wastes. Did I misunderstand?"

"You..."

"Aunt, you don't have to be too anxious. There are many peaches and plums in the world, but there are also cases where your family still has bitter melons. Since you want your nephew to come back so much, I will definitely persuade him when I go back, and try to get him to come back as soon as possible to bring honor to the Jiang family."

Feng Qiaozhen was so angry that her heart was heaving, but Fang Shuyu, who was always smooth in her dealings, did not come out to smooth things over this time. She gritted her teeth, grabbed Jiang Fei's wrist and walked out.

"What are you looking at? Can't you see that people are squeezing us? Why don't you hurry up and go home with me!"

Fang Shuyu didn't look at the two of them until they left the yard. "You guys should go home with me for dinner tonight."

Jiang Duo: "No, I don't have time. Zhuzhu won't enter the Jiang family."

Fang Shuyu frowned. "Could it be that you can never go home?"

"You despise us so much, isn't that what you want?" Jiang Duo said coldly, with an expression of "Why can't

I do that?" "You..." Fang Shuyu was depressed for a while. The most urgent thing was to transfer Jiang Duo back to Beijing first. "Forget it, it's up to you."

She looked at Mingzhu and said helplessly, "Don't hit someone in the face next time. It's hard to deal with."

Mingzhu was a little surprised. This Ms. Fang, who always cares about her face, didn't tell her not to hit Jiang Fei, but asked her to... avoid hitting her face?

Fang Shuyu didn't say anything else. When she heard two people riding away on bicycles outside the door, she said, "Then I'll go back first."

After she left, Jiang Duo went to close the door outside and lit the stove.

Mingzhu sat back on the soft couch and looked at him, "Take some time to go home for a meal. At least you've come back..."

"No need."

Mingzhu smiled, "You married me, but you don't even go home. Your family will definitely say behind my back that I'm a troublemaker."

"It has nothing to do with you. I seldom went home before."

"Going back seldom doesn't mean you won't go back. You should go back once. I won't be angry because you go back. I'm not that petty."

Jiang Duo lit the fire and walked to the other side of the couch and sat down. "I know. When I went to see grandpa this morning, my dad was there. I told him that I would not go home this time, so there's really no need to go back."

As he spoke, he poured Mingzhu a cup of hot water, "Hold the cup and warm your hands."

Mingzhu obediently held the warm cup of water in her palms.

Jiang Duo changed the subject: "Take a nap. Where do you want to go this afternoon? I'll go with you."

"I'm tired from shopping this morning. I don't want to shop this afternoon. We can't go out to eat every day these days. Let's go to the nearest supply and marketing cooperative in the afternoon to buy some rice, meat and vegetables."

Jiang Duo nodded, "Okay."

Mingzhu was really tired from walking in the morning. She slept from two o'clock to half past four.

When she woke up and saw that Jiang Duo was not by her side, Mingzhu glanced out the window.

Oh, it's snowing, and it's heavy snow.

Fortunately, Jiang Duo lit a stove in the room, which kept her warm.

She curled up in the quilt for a while, and found that there was no movement outside. She wondered and called softly: "Husband?"

No sound.

Mingzhu got up, picked up the military coat that Jiang Duo had placed beside the bed, wrapped herself up and got out of bed.

There was no one in the living room, so she opened the door and went to the yard.

The snow in the yard had been swept, and small snow slopes had formed on both sides. The cold wind blew straight into her neck. She pulled up her collar and followed the swept path to the door.

A path was also swept outside the door, but there was no sign of Jiang Duo.

She was wondering when she saw Jiang Duo coming from the corner with grain and rapeseed in his hands.

Seeing Mingzhu standing at the door, he quickened his pace: "Why did you come out? It's cold outside, go inside."

Mingzhu pointed to what he was holding, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

"The road is slippery, I can go by myself, let's go home, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Mingzhu took a look, "Pork stewed with cabbage, I'll cook it myself."

"I'll do it."

"Can you cook better than me?"

Jiang Duo thought for a moment, "No, I'll go light the stove in the kitchen first."

Mingzhu nodded, and the two were about to enter the house when they suddenly heard a cry from the east room next door: "Zhuangzhuang, don't scare mom, what's wrong with you? Boss, Zhuangzhuang's face is purple and he can't speak, you... hurry up and call Doctor Qin, go quickly!"

Then, a middle-aged man ran out in a hurry.

When he saw Jiang Duo and Mingzhu, he didn't even have the mood to say hello, and ran out in a flash.

The woman in the alley seemed to be afraid that the doctor would be too late, so she also ran out with the fainted child.

The child was about seven or eight years old, skinny and skinny, with not a pound of flesh on his body. His face was purple from being suppressed. The hand that was originally covering his throat slowly dropped down, and he had fallen into a coma...