Hao Jianye was naturally dissatisfied when he saw his mother returning empty-handed.
I can't control Zheng Xiumei, this bitch. What should I do? Who else can control this bitch?
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Neither Hao Jianye nor the old lady had lunch.
Hao Jianye was thinking about how to deal with Zheng Xiumei. He had been able to subdue her in the past, and he could definitely do it now.
As for the old lady, she was simply angry.
I was so angry that I couldn't eat.
However, Meng Changjin did not indulge their bad habits. If they didn't want to eat, then they didn't have to eat. She wasn't the one who was hungry.
She just didn't want to give the pheasant she had "worked so hard" to catch to that scumbag Hao Jianye.
Three people, one big and two small, finished a big pot of pheasant stewed with potatoes. Of course, most of it went into Meng Changjin's stomach.
After lunch, Meng Changjin took the two little girls to have a nap.
Of course, she herself meditated instead of sleeping, although this mission world was an era of rule-bound forces and force did not represent everything.
But she had to have the ability to protect herself. If she hadn't practiced all night yesterday, when Hao Jianye wanted to hit her today, she would have only the skills but would not be able to beat up this scumbag Hao Jianye.
The eldest and second daughter had trouble sleeping because they had not developed this habit before.
So the two of them opened their dark eyes and looked at Meng Changjin who was sitting cross-legged.
I didn't last long because I closed my eyes and fell asleep because I felt sleepy after eating.
The client's body was badly damaged, so even though it had been mostly repaired yesterday, the remaining part was difficult to deal with. There was only one way, and that was to slowly nourish him with spiritual power.
Or she could get some precious herbs to nourish herself, but she had no money and couldn't afford them, so she just used her spiritual power to nourish herself first.
Meng Changjin thought that in the days that followed, Hao Jianye would be beaten every day, and then he would not be able to bear it and would agree to divorce.
But she was still thinking too simply. How could a man like Hao Jianye allow her to eat one meal a day?
Just then, Meng Changjin heard the sound of the courtyard door being pushed open, and the sound of many people shouting.
The eldest and second girls had been woken up and were grabbing the quilt, at a loss as to what to do.
"Big girl, after I go out, please bolt the door and don't go out." Meng Changjin touched the two little heads and instructed.
"They will beat mom." The big girl reached out and grabbed Meng Changjin's sleeve.
Their mother has been so nice these days. She makes sure they have enough meals to eat, lets them take naps, and never scolds them.
There were so many people outside. What if they beat up my mother? "No, remember to bolt the door." Meng Changjin rubbed the girl's head with a little more force, feeling a little happy.
Children are indeed angels.
After telling Da Niu and Er Niu again not to open the door and go out no matter what noise they heard outside, Meng Changjin went out with peace of mind.
Sure enough, several people appeared in the yard. The gate was not closed. Meng Changjin raised his eyes and saw the villagers outside watching the excitement.
There is a staircase nearly half a meter high when going from the yard to the room. Meng Changjin came out of the room and stood on the staircase.
Several people looked over when Meng Changjin came out of the room, and Meng Changjin happened to match the newcomer with the person in the client's memory one by one.
The old lady next to Hao Jianye, who is about the same age as his mother, is the client's biological mother. The man and woman in their twenties, who are one step behind the other two, are the client's older brother and his wife.
The middle-aged woman who was left at the end was the client's eldest sister.
Meng Changjin stood on the steps and quietly looked them over.
Hao Jianye, this scumbag, couldn't be dealt with by his own people, so he went to her parents' home to ask for help.
It's a pity that he has to be disappointed, and his mother's family is of no use.
She didn't know whether the client recognized this family who favored boys over girls and sold her daughter like a commodity, but she, Meng Changjin, did not recognize them.
Her family? Oh, it's none of her business.
"Xiumei, how can a woman like you file for divorce? Although Jianye has done some bad things, doesn't he still provide you with food and clothes? Besides, you gave birth to two money-losing babies in a row, and now you can't have more children. Who would dare to marry you if you divorce Jianye?" The client's mother frowned when she saw Meng Changjin, and then began to persuade him with what she thought was earnest advice.
Meng Changjin stood quietly on the steps watching her performance, feeling calm inside and a little like laughing.
The client can’t have children anymore. Isn’t it because of the beatings done by that scumbag Hao Jianye?
But listen, the client's biological mother regarded the fact that Hao Jianye was willing to have her as a child even though she couldn't have children as a rare and precious quality of Hao Jianye.
What is this? I am willing to degrade my identity as a woman to the dust.
She was willing, but Meng Changjin was not.
But Meng Changjin did not refute her. She was a thing that was willing to humble herself to the dust, so why should she treat her as a human being?
But the sound was harsh enough, so Meng Changjin stretched out his little finger to clean his ear, then pulled over a long bench that two people could sit on, sat down with his legs crossed, and signaled with his eyes that the performer should continue.
The people in the yard and the villagers watching the fun outside the gate were a little confused by Meng Changjin's behavior and had no idea what she meant.
"Second sister, why are you sitting down when our mother is talking to you?" The client's eldest brother was stunned for a moment and spoke with dissatisfaction.
They were still standing in the yard, but she was sitting comfortably.
Meng Changjin glanced at him sideways, then looked away and continued to look at the client's mother.
The client's eldest brother was not satisfied.
The Zheng family was a family that favored boys over girls. Their branch gave birth to three girls in a row before they had their first boy, the client's eldest brother. At that time, they really wanted to raise him in their hands.
The three girls in front were like slaves, being ordered around to do this and that. The client's eldest brother also always felt this way.
When he was young, he really ordered his three sisters around like servants. Although he called them sisters, he did not consider them as family members in his heart.
Now that his timid second sister was ignoring him like this, he was naturally angry.
"You are deaf when your brother talks to you, and you have the nerve to sit and listen when we are standing and talking to you!" When the client's mother heard what her son said, she realized that something was wrong.
Yes, she actually dared to sit and listen.
Meng Changjin stopped cleaning his ears, snapped his fingers, and sneered, "Why, you don't want to sit down and listen? Do I have to kneel down and listen?"
The client's mother and the others had changes in their expressions because of Meng Changjin's words, but they all agreed with her.
They didn't think there was anything wrong with having her kneel down and listen.
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