"Wang Daju, don't think you can get away with it by pretending to be crazy or stupid. I'm telling you, the baby in my belly is fine..."

Although the rest of the words were not spoken, anyone with a brain would understand.

She originally didn't want to argue with her. After all, such a stinky bug wasn't worth her time and energy. But she scolded her little meat ball...

How could I tolerate this! ? "My mother...didn't even...touch you, stop...blackmailing me." Maybe it was because Shen Zhihuan's eyes were too cold, Zhou Xiaojing didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"Blackmail?" Shen Zhihuan curled the corners of his lips sarcastically, "If I really wanted to blackmail someone, I would have laid down like her a long time ago."

While speaking, he glanced meaningfully at Wang Daju who was wailing while hugging her knees.

The people watching the fun nearby also looked at Wang Daju with disdain.

"No one is touching her, why is she pretending?!"

"The key is, you don't even know how to pretend to be convincing. Ouch... ouch... who wouldn't scream?"

"That's right. She is from a small place. She is not presentable. Even if no one touches her, she will fall down and blackmail people. I don't know if her brain is not working well or if she is mentally ill."

Wang Daju, who was sweating from the pain, listened to everyone's discussion and wanted to curse, but the severe pain in her knee made it impossible for her to open her mouth.

Zhou Xiaojing listened to everyone's discussions and felt so guilty that she couldn't even raise her head.

Her mother is really something. She fell down when the Su family was just a few meters away from her. What kind of thing is this? Sun Zhongqin frowned and looked at Wang Daju, who had a pale face, and Zhou Xiaojing, who obviously had a guilty conscience, with disgust in her eyes.

Sure enough, a pheasant is a pheasant, no matter how much it is praised, it can never turn into a phoenix.

Lai Changshan also had a gloomy face.

How could he be so blind as to think this was a good hand! But fortunately...

Shen Zhihuan listened to everyone's discussions and curled his lips in satisfaction.

"Mom, Brigade Commander Su, let's go quickly! If we don't leave now, you'll blackmail us." Shen Zhihuan reached out and tugged at the corner of Su Ziyu's clothes.

Su Ziyu nodded slightly, opened the car door, and was about to help his young wife get in.

"Sister-in-law, will the TV still be given away?" Yu Jingyan suddenly asked.

As he spoke, he pretended to glance at Wang Daju who was holding her legs and wailing.

The meaning is self-evident.

"Do you think it's necessary to send off someone with whom you will never have any contact in the future?" Shen Zhihuan smiled.

"I understand. I'll call my aunt later and tell her that I don't want that TV anymore." Yu Jingyan said this, got into the car quickly, and stepped on the accelerator.

The jeep shot out like an arrow from a bow.

A group of onlookers were left behind, talking about the fun.

"Wife Chunliang, that woman just now, is she the friend who gave you and Chunhua the big TV?" A young wife came up to Lin Tianxia.

"Yeah!" Lin Tianxia nodded, trying hard to hold back her laughter.

Political Commissar Yu is worthy of being in charge of ideological work, and he always hits the nail on the head.

When Wang Daju and Zhou Xiaojing think about it later, they will probably regret it.

"Oh my! What does her family do? They are so rich that they give big TVs as gifts." The young wife smacked her lips.

"Yes! A big TV costs several hundred, and two big TVs cost nearly a thousand. Oh my God, the gift costs nearly a thousand. What kind of family is she from?" a middle-aged woman exclaimed.

Lin Tianxia curled her lips politely and didn't respond.

"I've heard about this, too. Mr. Shen got 12,000 yuan, and Mr. Chu also got 12,000 yuan. The big bundle of money together is thicker than a brick." A slightly plump middle-aged woman interrupted.

In the huge courtyard, gasps were heard one after another.

One is 12,000, two is 24,000...

This wedding banquet is made to look like a millionaire.

"This is not marrying a wife, it's clearly marrying the God of Wealth!" someone joked with a smile.

"Of course not!"

"Didn't they say that Mr. Shen has several granddaughters? If you are jealous, why don't you send the matchmaker to the Shen family to propose marriage?"

"Don't even think about asking a matchmaker to propose marriage. It will be useless even if you ask Yue Lao to propose marriage." The slightly chubby woman said with a smile.

"Why is she useless? The Seventh Fairy can still be paired with Dong Yong. Could it be that Mr. Shen's granddaughter is more fairy-like than the Seventh Fairy?" a short woman said sarcastically.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Mr. Shen's three granddaughters are all married and have given birth to several children. Who are you going to find to propose marriage? After all, even if you are not married, not everyone is destined to be rich and prosperous." The slightly plump woman smiled.

With so many children and grandchildren, how many elders can truly treat them equally?

Lin Tianxia was not interested in listening to these people's envy, jealousy and hatred, so she turned around and went upstairs.

Wang Daju and Zhou Xiaojing had nothing to do with her, so she didn't need to waste her energy on people like them.

In fact, Chunhua's mother had wanted to leave a long time ago, but Wang Daju was still sitting there.

She was so unlucky to meet such a stupid and ignorant relative.

Compared to Chunhua's mother who only dared to curse in her heart, Sun Zhongqin and Lai Changshan were much more straightforward. They turned around and left without even glancing at the mother and daughter on the ground.

Looking at the cold backs of Sun Zhongqin and Lai Changshan, Zhou Xiaojing felt anxious and angry.

I wanted to catch up and explain, but I didn't know how to start.

Zhou Xiaojing was already feeling annoyed, and when she heard Wang Daju still screaming “Ouch… Ouch…”, she was on the verge of emotional collapse and rushed back upstairs in anger.

She's totally lost face, but she's still pretending.

You are really not afraid of losing face.

Wang Daju, dizzy from the pain, watched her daughter run away and could not make a sound to stop her.

People who just want to watch the fun will naturally not do something that is thankless.

Liu Chunhua suppressed her dissatisfaction and disgrace, and walked forward expressionlessly to help Wang Daju up.

Chunhua's mother, feeling sorry for her own daughter, sighed secretly and went to help resignedly.

The two of them concealed their impatience and worked together to help Wang Daju up the stairs.

It would be more accurate to say that he was lifted rather than supported, as Wang Daju kept his left leg curled up the whole time, looking like a disabled person.

Inside the house, because Lin Tianxia went back to the bedroom and locked the door, Zhou Xiaojing couldn't get in. She could only vent her anger on the melon seeds, fruit plates, cakes and good wine in the living room.

Chunhua Niang and Liu Chunhua, who carried Wang Daju upstairs, were immediately furious when they saw the fruits rolling all over the floor, the broken cakes, and the good wine spilling all over the floor.

"Liu Chunhua, go call Zhou Xiaodong and ask him to come back immediately. Tell him that if he doesn't come back, I will immediately send his mother and sister to the 82nd Army." Chunhua's mother jumped up and down. (End of this chapter)