"Mom, what are you doing? The child hasn't had milk for so long, I want to feed her." Shumei rubbed her slightly painful hands and questioned Wu Ju righteously.
Seeing that Shumei still dared to speak to her like this after all the trouble she had just gone through, Wu Ju was furious and jumped up from the stool in anger, "You murderer, you pissed off the child's father to death, and you still have the nerve to mention the child."
Since Wu Ju mentioned Ji Zong's death, Shu Mei really wanted to find out why Ji Zong was fine and she had been away for less than a month and had not even seen him for the last time when she came back.
"When Ji Zong heard you were sold, he was so angry that he vomited blood and refused to eat. His entire body slowly rotted away. Within two weeks, he starved to death and died in agony. My poor son! Even before he died, he was still calling out your name, the evil spirit. You murderer, get out of here! We in the Zhang family will have nothing to do with you anymore."
After hearing Wu Ju's words, Shumei felt a deep pain in her heart. Was she really involved in Ji Zong's death? Was she really the murderer? No, that's not the case. Shumei kept denying Wu Ju's statement in her heart, shaking her head like a rattle. "No, that's not my intention. I never thought of harming Ji Zong. I'm not the murderer. Mother, please don't slander me."
Wu Ju became more and more excited as she spoke. As she spoke, she stood up and pushed Shumei, trying to drive her out of the Zhang family.
Shumei kept struggling, trying to break free from Wu Ju's expulsion and go into the house to hug the child.
"Old woman, the child is Sister Shumei's. Why don't you let her hold the child?" Xiong Qianqian couldn't bear to see Shumei being bullied, so she jumped out to help and pushed Wu Ju aside.
Shumei took the opportunity to run over quickly, held the child in her arms, and kept kissing and caressing the little hands in her arms. Her eyes were wet with excitement.
"Who are you?" Wu Ju looked at the unfamiliar Xiong Qianqian in front of her and yelled at her angrily.
"Who cares who I am? You can't bully Sister Shumei." Xiong Qianqian said confidently without any fear.
“You, you, you…”
Zhang Xiaoqin, who had been sitting there as steady as a rock without saying a word, threw the melon seeds in her hand onto the plate on the table. She walked over to Wu Ju, pulled her behind her, and slapped Xiong Qianqian in the face.
Xiong Qianqian covered her burning face and glared at Zhang Xiaoqin. If she had been like that in the nightclub, she would have definitely smashed a bottle over Zhang Xiaoqin's head. But this was Shumei's house after all, and she didn't want to embarrass Shumei. Besides, she didn't know who had hit her, so she gritted her teeth and endured it.
Shumei saw that something was wrong and quickly ran over with the child in her arms, standing in front of Xiong Qianqian. "Qianqian, are you okay?"
"Sister Shumei, I'm fine." Xiong Qianqian bit her lower lip and shook her head at Shumei.
Shumei turned around and questioned Zhang Xiaoqin, "Sister, why did you hit someone?"
"I did hit her. So what? You uneducated thing. Didn't your parents teach you to respect the old and love the young? You're so young, yet you actually bully my mother." Zhang Xiaoqin looked arrogant, stretched her neck, and spoke in a hoarse voice.
Xiong Qianqian was so anxious that she wanted to rush out from behind Shumei and slap Zhang Xiaoqin in the face.
Zhang Binglin and Jiang Fu, who were drinking at the table outside, heard the commotion inside the house and just shook their heads helplessly. They had no intention of getting up to stop the fight. "Father, come on, let's go one more."
"Okay, let's go one at a time." Zhang Binglin also raised his glass and clinked it with his. The two of them drank it together.
It seems that both of them are authentic "henpecked husbands" and are not willing to get involved in the right and wrong between them.
Shumei freed her hand from holding the child and held Xiong Qianqian's hand tightly, preventing her from getting closer to Zhang Xiaoqin.
Although Zhang Xiaoqin had rarely returned to her parents' home in the past few years, and Shumei had not had much contact with her, Shumei had heard that this aunt was a tough character, even more so than Wu Ju.
"Sister, mother, calm down. Qianqian is still young and a poor person. Don't bother with her. I apologize to you on her behalf. Mother, I'm going back to the house first."
Shumei bowed deeply to Wu Ju, partly to sincerely apologize for Qianqian's impulsiveness and partly to thank her for taking care of her child for so long. She didn't want to dwell on the past grudges anymore. She just wanted to live a good life, not a life filled with chaos.
But Shumei never expected that her tolerance did not bring peace and tranquility.
Zhang Xiaoqin quickly rushed in front of Shumei and the others, using her body and hands to block the door of Shumei and Jizong's room. "Shumei, I'm so sorry! Your brother-in-law and I will be staying here temporarily."
"Sister, this is my and Ji Zong's room. You and brother-in-law can stay in the guest room."
"It was my mother who asked us to live in this room. Do you think you are the one who makes the decisions about this family? My mother's words don't count, do you?"
"Sister, that's not what I meant, I..."
"If that's not what you meant, then what did you mean? Mother, did you hear that? This family is going to change its owner and surname. I'm afraid this place can no longer be called the Zhang family, but the Kang family."
Shumei had just opened her mouth to say a few words when she was interrupted by Zhang Xiaoqin, who pressed her word by word.
Wu Ju, who had just approached Zhang Xiaoqin, became anxious when she heard what she said. "I'm telling you, as long as I'm here, the Zhang family will always be named Zhang. It's not up to you, an outsider, to make the decision. From now on, this room will belong to Xiaoqin and her husband. Xiaoqin, you can stay here as long as you want."
"Hey! Mother." Zhang Xiaoqin deliberately raised her voice to respond to Shumei, as if she was afraid that others couldn't hear her.
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