Chapter 70: I don't mind you, let's go to the county town to start a conflict

When Luo Yiping rushed in, he found Zhao Jiayun sitting on the ground with a crazy look on his face, having been slapped twice in the face.

Mrs. Luo stood aside, with a tearful face and several tickets in her hands, "Son, we were cheated."

There was no rich dowry at all, so she rummaged through the boxes and drawers and found a few cloth coupons. She was so anxious that she slapped Zhao Jiayun twice.

She blurted out in panic: "I didn't have any dowry at all. My parents knew I was married to a village man, so they sent my clothes and shoes to me. They gave up on me."

Old Mrs. Luo's face turned green with regret. "Divorce her, son. I'll find you a better one."

Luo Yiping already felt regretful for giving the money to his mother, and when he saw that Zhao Jiayun had suffered an unprovoked disaster because of him, he felt even more ashamed.

"Mom, I've decided to live a good life with Jiayun and give you a grandson in the future."

"The money was given to me by Jiayun so that I could go out and have fun."

Old Mrs. Luo poked Zhao Jiayun's forehead with a sneer, "Don't listen to her. What can a woman like her know? If you leave, what will happen to the land in the village?"

She had been a farmer all her life, and what she cared about most were food and land. If her son listened to her and really didn't want the family land, Old Lady Luo would eat Zhao Jiayun alive.

"Mom, let's not build a house yet. Let's wait until we have children. Just give me the money first."

After Luo Yiping took great pains to coax his mother away, he helped Zhao Jiayun, who looked gloomy, to the bedside and apologized in a low voice: "This is my fault. I just want to say something to my mother."

Who knew she would react so strongly and even come to search the house?

Luo Yiping felt a little uncomfortable when he heard his mother's words. Zhao Jiayun, an educated youth, was kicked out by her family...

"It's okay. I don't mind you." Luo Yiping knew that if a woman married without a dowry, she would be like a weed in her husband's family and anyone could bully her.

Since she has already married him, Luo Yiping is too proud to divorce Zhao Jiayun because of this. After all, there are other educated youth in Changxing Village.

If Chu Sangning knew, he would definitely look down on me.

Because of Old Lady Luo's relationship, Luo Yiping gradually treated Zhao Jiayun better. He even gave her some money and asked her to go to the county town the next morning and buy some nice clothes.

Zhao Jiayun showed the most sincere smile in the past few days. It doesn’t matter if the mother-in-law is not capable, as long as the man knows how to love her.

She repeatedly reminded him, "Don't give the money I gave you to your mother. It will be useful if you go out in the future."

"Okay, don't worry."

The Luo family spent a peaceful and quiet day.

At dawn the next day, Zhao Jiayun braided her hair, packed up neatly and went to the village entrance. When she arrived, she found someone she knew.

Isn't that Chu Sangning, the girl that was dating that cripple Jiang Xingyan? Why is she walking forward with all those bags on her shoulders?

"Chu Zhiqing, do you want me to help you?" Zhao Jiayun held a handkerchief in his hand. He said nice things but his hands did not move at all.

Chu Sangning glanced at her and said, "No need."

"Really? Didn't you talk to the person from the Lame and Jiang family? Why doesn't he come to help you?"

Zhao Jiayun was very proud in front of Chu Sangning. Recently, Luo Yiping had been very obedient to her and even promised her that he would never forget her if he became successful in the future.

As for Chu Sangning, without the good luck of her previous life, she wanted to see if Chu Sangning's life in the countryside would be the same as her own in her previous life.

If she marries the lame Jiang Xingyan, he will beat people when he is drunk, and the child she gives birth to will be a concubine. Neither her parents-in-law nor her men love her.

Zhao Jiayun is a bit mentally abnormal. He didn't live a good life in his previous life, so he is jealous of others living a good life and wants Chu Sangning to repeat the same fate as him.

Even if Zhao Jiayun shut up quickly, Chu Sangning knew what she wanted to say. Like everyone else in the village, they all thought Jiang Xingyan's leg could not be healed, and they secretly called him a cripple.

"Zhao Jiayun, you are an educated youth after all, why is your mouth spraying shit?" Chu Sangning covered her nose in disgust, implying that her mouth smelled as bad as if she had eaten shit.

"You, humph." Zhao Jiayun looked at her arrogantly: "Just wait and see, Chu Sangning, you won't be so lucky."

Chu Sangning didn't even know what she was talking about, but she just felt that Zhao Jiayun had gone crazy because of the torture from Old Lady Luo.

The two walked to the entrance of the village, one in front of the other. The ox cart had been waiting for a long time. The old man driving the ox saw Chu Sangning, got off the cart to help, and said to Chu Sangning kindly, "You sit in the front."

There is always pig manure behind the ox cart, and there is a smell. When Jiang's father came to see me yesterday, he also reminded me about it.

In addition, Chu Zhiqing actually found a partner with Jiang Xingyan, which made the old man even happier. Jiang Xingyan was a good boy, serving in the army to defend his country, so he had to treat his partner well.

Chu Sangning thanked her and walked forward. Lin Xiuzhi even carefully brought her a cushion to prevent her from getting a sore back from the bumpy ride.

Zhao Jiayun was so angry that his nostrils were enlarged. After spending so much time with Old Lady Luo, he had some of her unruly qualities. "Hey, where do I sit?"

The old man snorted and got on the bus slowly, "You can sit anywhere you want, there are seats available."

They were not the only two people going to the county town. Other places were occupied, except for the smelliest car seat. Zhao Jiayun's face flushed, and he got angry at a little girl in the car, "Sit to the side."

The little girl was only seven or eight years old. After Zhao Jiayun finished speaking, she lay in the arms of the muscular woman next to her and cried, "Mom, I'm scared."

"Just sit still and wait for someone to let you go."

Zhao Jiayun looked at the woman and found that she was also difficult to get along with. He smiled bitterly and said to Chu Sangning with a straight face: "Can you sit in such a big place by yourself? Let me pass by too."

Chu Sangning knew that she was talking to him, but he pretended not to know. He looked up at the sky, then lowered his head and picked his fingernails.

Zhao Jiayun stood alone next to the ox cart and delayed everyone's time. They were all going to the county town to buy things. They only took the morning off and had to go to the fields to work in the afternoon when they returned home.

Seeing Zhao Jiayun wasting time, the burly woman embraced her daughter and said, "Uncle, this Yiping wife has so much to do. Let's go first."

"Yes, I have to come back to work in the afternoon, so I can't delay."

The old man sat at the front of the car with a whip in his hand, and urged, "Luo, do you want to sit here or not?"

Seeing the oxcart about to leave, Zhao Jiayun closed his eyes, stepped directly onto the car, sat at the back with a wronged look on his face, covered his nose, and complained irritably: "It's been a long time since I last cleaned it, and this car smells like pig feces."