Chapter 69: Oh my god, it’s all fake

Mrs. Luo, who was passing by, stopped in her tracks after hearing this, with a look of disbelief on her face. “What are you talking about?”

"You don't know, do you? Lin Xiuzhi's son has returned to the army."

"Many people in our village saw it. The army even sent soldiers to pick him up by car. It was so impressive."

Several old ladies smacked their lips, secretly regretting why they didn't send their sons to join the army.

However, being a soldier means hardship and there is a possibility of death, so thinking of this, the old ladies did not regret it and packed up their bags and took their benches back home.

Mrs. Luo went home with a sullen face. Luo Yiping was chopping wood in the yard. Seeing his mother's expression, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"What the hell? Why didn't they just let their family suffer?" When Old Mrs. Luo thought about Jiang Xingyan returning to the army, she felt disgusted.

He couldn't bear to see the Jiang family living better than himself.

Seeing her son sweating profusely while busy working in the yard, Mrs. Luo pushed him away distressedly and said, "Stop chopping wood, stop chopping wood, take a rest."

"Why are you alone? Where's that lazy bitch?"

Old Mrs. Luo looked around and didn't see Zhao Jiayun. She immediately became unhappy and called her son, "Go, call her out to me."

"Mom, this is not a tiring job, I can do it." Luo Yiping was caught between them and was in a dilemma. Seeing that his mother was about to get angry again, he coaxed her into the house in a gentle voice.

Looking at the closed door of the house on the other side where Zhao Jiayun was at the moment, Luo Yiping glanced at it helplessly and continued chopping wood.

Old Mrs. Luo walked into the house and hurriedly snatched the axe from her son's hand. She became more and more angry as she thought about it. The good days of the Jiang family were coming again, and the cripple Jiang Xingyan was even talking about a girl with Chu Sangning.

God is so blind that all the good things fall to the Jiang family. Why?

On the other hand, she herself is already quite old, yet has no grandchild, her daughter-in-law is lazy, and she doesn't have the dowry in her hands. The more she thinks about it, the more aggrieved she feels.

He directly carried an axe in front of Zhao Jiayun's house and shouted: "You lazy woman, are you here to recuperate after giving birth? Get out of here!"

Zhao Jiayun heard Old Lady Luo yelling again, and a hint of boredom flashed across his eyes. He walked out in a bad mood without even saying a name: "What do you want me to do?"

Old lady Luo went up and slapped Zhao Jiayun in the face, shocking her. She immediately screamed, "How dare you hit me, you old woman."

The two started fighting again. Mrs. Luo had been working all day, but the distraction gave Zhao Jiayun an opportunity. He grabbed Mrs. Luo's hair and pushed her to the ground roughly.

He desperately punched Mrs. Luo on the back, "Let you hit me, let you - ah."

The next second, a foot kicked Zhao Jiayun to the side. Luo Yiping helped his mother up and looked at Zhao Jiayun on the ground with guilt: "My mother is the elder after all."

"She hit me first, Luo Yiping, are your eyes under your butt?" Zhao Jiayun became angry and didn't want to maintain his image anymore, so he swore more and more vulgar words.

This made Old Lady Luo want to go up and tear her mouth apart again.

"Mom, stop making trouble." Luo Yiping shouted in a deep voice, his face full of impatience.

Old Mrs. Luo only had this one son, so naturally she followed his wishes and immediately waved her hands: "Okay, okay, Mom will go back to the house."

"Yiping, your wife is a lazy one. No matter who is the head of the family, you should still beat her, otherwise she will not learn her lesson."

Old Mrs. Luo grinned, touched her hair and went back to the house happily. She had a fight with Zhao Jiayun, and her son kicked Zhao Jiayun away. Doesn't this mean that in her son's heart, she is more important than his wife?

Thinking of this, Old Mrs. Luo smiled with wrinkles on her face. That was right, she and Yiping were a family, and Zhao Jiayun, the daughter-in-law, was just a person from another family.

After Old Lady Luo left, Luo Yiping reached out his hand to Zhao Jiayun, but Zhao Jiayun slapped his hand away irritably, feeling so angry that he had no place to vent. He glared at him hatefully and turned back into the house.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still counting on Luo Yiping to live a wealthy life, Zhao Jiayun really wanted to poison the mother and son of the Luo family to death with a packet of rat poison.

Luo Yiping kicked Zhao Jiayun down in a hurry. Feeling guilty, he did not say anything even though Zhao Jiayun gave him the cold shoulder. Instead, he accepted it and followed him.

"My mother has had a hard time. She is old and I am her only child. I have to be filial to her."

Zhao Jiayun raised the corners of his lips in disdain: "That's your mother, not my mother."

Luo Yiping was suddenly speechless and lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

Thinking of what Zhao Jiayun had said to him some time ago, Luo Yiping hesitated for a moment, "I was wrong in this matter. How about this, I'll listen to you and go outside to fight."

Hearing this, Zhao Jiayun was immediately happy and felt that everything was back on track. This was right. In his previous life, Luo Yiping left Changxing Village, got the opportunity, and finally became the richest man.

Not caring about being angry with Luo Yiping, Zhao Jiayun rummaged through the drawers and took out the money she had saved from doing business in the black market. She gritted her teeth and put most of the bills in front of Luo Yiping.

He even found a good excuse: "My parents gave it to me. Take it first and give it to me later."

Luo Yiping didn't want it, but Zhao Jiayun insisted on forcing it into his hands. Men become bad when they have money, and if they become the richest man, they have to be bad to the core.

As long as he remembers in the future that his success is due to his own encouragement and support, he will definitely not forget his wife.

Zhao Jiayun happily watched Luo Yiping walk out with the money with a troubled look on his face, and was fantasizing about her wonderful life after becoming the wife of the richest man.

Then there was a loud noise, and Mrs. Luo rushed into the room with a gleam on her face, "Your parents must have given you more than this, right?"

Zhao Jiayun had a bad feeling in his heart until he saw Luo Yiping following him, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.

How could she have forgotten to remind Old Lady Luo that this matter must not be known to her? And Luo Yiping always listens to his mother in everything. He might as well not get married and just live with his mother for the rest of his life.

Zhao Jiayun still hated what happened just now and didn't want to pay attention to Mrs. Luo. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Luo was not angry either. She took out a stack of bills from her pocket with a smile and said, "Oh Jiayun, your parents gave you so much."

"But you girls in the city must have some money in your hands. These are not enough. You are all married. I plan to use this money to build a new house for you."

"Luo Yiping!" Seeing the money fall into the hands of old lady Luo, Zhao Jiayun roared and wanted to snatch it back.

Old Mrs. Luo quickly pushed Zhao Jiayun away and suddenly said coldly: "What are you shouting about? Don't be so shameless."

As he said this, he pushed the silent Luo Yiping out and started searching Zhao Jiayun's house.

After a while, a cry came from the house: "Oh my God, it's all fake."