"You vicious woman..."
A rough and angry voice exploded in Song Ning's ears. In a trance, someone pushed him hard.
She couldn't control her body from moving backwards, she stumbled, and fell to the ground.
Bang…
The pain in his buttocks and fragmented memories came together, and Song Ning's head exploded.
Song Ning held his forehead impatiently, unable to recover for a while.
"Song Ning, that's enough! Why are you pretending?!"
"Joan!"
A rough male voice and another person's light shout sounded in my ears at the same time.
A pair of slender and powerful hands appeared in front of Song Ning and lifted her up easily.
She couldn't help but look along the direction of the big hand. The young man in front of her had a high nose, deep eyes, and a tall and straight figure...
The name of the little brother automatically popped up in my mind, Qiao Bo, her husband.
Out of professional habit, as a master of metaphysics, Song Ning subconsciously began to observe the young man's face, trying to figure out his fate.
A blank slate…
Song Ning was stunned!
Song Ning couldn't help but look around, and when he looked around, his eyes widened immediately.
In front of me is a small three-room red brick and tile house in a courtyard. The red bricks are exposed and the ground is not hardened, with exposed yellow soil.
There were several men and women sitting or standing in front of Song Ning. Qiao Bo, who had just helped her up, was now frowning and looking sternly at the opposite side.
In front of her was Joan, wearing a green military uniform. At this moment, Joan had his fists clenched and was staring at her angrily.
There were two middle-aged men and women squatting behind Qiao An and Qiao Bo. They were Qiao Bo's parents-in-law, Old Man Qiao and Zhang Lan.
Next to Zhang Lan stood a girl with long braids crying. She was her sister-in-law, Qiao Ran.
The exposed red brick wall, the yellow earth ground, the long braids, the green military uniform, the old cloth shoes...
Isn’t this the rural scene from the 1970s and 1980s that often appeared in TV dramas?
Isn't she happily staying in the big villa she bought and counting her money?
As a nationally renowned master of metaphysics, her ability to attract money is incredible, although she is not very good at keeping the money...
How come I'm here as soon as I open my eyes?
Song Ning's pretty eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and she had a bad feeling.
As a metaphysical work, premonitions often represent warnings from heaven.
"Did you use the money to buy clothes again?"
Qiao An looked at Song Ning sarcastically, "You really think you are the eldest daughter of the Song family! The real daughter is here, and you are just a fake..."
"Last time you spent all the family's living expenses for three months just to buy a fashionable piece of clothing, what did you buy this time?"
"Were you the one who brought lots of stuff to my house a few days ago?"
The boy must be in the voice changing period, his voice was rough and harsh, Song Ning couldn't help but want to raise his hands to cover his ears several times.
Clothes? Two hundred dollars?
As soon as these two words flashed through Song Ning's mind, a series of memories suddenly popped up in his mind.
Last month, I did take 200 yuan and planned to buy some daily necessities from the Supply and Marketing Co., Ltd., but I met a few "acquaintances" on the way.
Those people first complained about the clothes she was wearing, and then showed off their own dirty clothes to her.
He kept mocking her and said bluntly that she would never be able to wear such nice clothes again.
On impulse, she used all her money to buy a fashionable outfit.
But she forgot that she was no longer the Miss Song and she was married.
Although the Qiao family produced Qiao Bo, a promising battalion-level officer, his father and brothers were still authentic country people.
People in the countryside are used to being frugal and would rather break a penny into two halves. How could they withstand someone as lavish as Song Ning?
Sure enough, as soon as Song Ning arrived at Qiao's house with the new clothes, Qiao Bo's relative Zhang Lan exploded.
Even the "good old man" Old Man Qiao, Qiao Bo's father, had a dark face, and the telegram immediately included the unit where Qiao Bo was.
At that time, Qiao Bo was on a mission and could not be contacted, but Zhang Lan made a big fuss and went directly to the Song family.
In the end, it was Song's father who stepped forward and took out 200 yuan to calm the storm.
But, if she remembered correctly, the two hundred dollars from Yuan Yu... were hers!
The entire Song family is in the army. Father Song Zhiyuan and Grandpa Song have good positions and decent salaries.
The Song family is never short of money. Before their daughter came to them, Song Ning, as the most favored junior in the Song family, had no shortage of money.
Before she got married, the Song family also gave her some money as a dowry.
After marrying Qiao Bo, all of Song Ning's income came from her own money.
It can be said that the original work was a bit exaggerated, but the money from that was all her own, and it had nothing to do with the Qiao family.
But the bad thing is that Zhang Lan has long regarded the original money as her property...
Looking at Song Ning's huge piles of money was like poking her lungs, it was so painful!
Song Ning: I’m speechless…
"I'm using my own money, how does it bother you?"
Just because Yuan Qi has a good temper and doesn't bother with them doesn't mean that Song Ning will indulge the Qiao family's bad habits.
Thinking about your wife's money, what a disease!
"I married into your family, but you never gave me a penny!"
"Even if I took all my money, how would it affect you?"
"Fuck your money! Bah..."
When Zhang Lan heard what Song Ning said, she jumped up in anger, pointed at Song Ning's nose, and started scolding him.
"We haven't split up yet!"
"Give me back your money! Since you married into our family, you belong to our family, not to mention your money!"
Song Ning looked at the finger that was about to touch her nose and narrowed her eyes dangerously.
It's been a while since anyone has jumped around in front of her. The last person who pointed at her nose and scolded her must be buried soon, right?
Song Ning moved her fingers and was about to take action, but Qiao Bo got there before her and stood in front of her.
Song Ning loosened her fingers. Who could have thought that she was a senior patient with advanced "face cancer"?
However, Song Ning shook her head in her heart.
A handsome guy has a mother like this, it's really discouraging...
"Old lady..."
Old man Qiao, who was squatting on the ground not far away, suddenly spoke up and stopped Zhang Lan, who was jumping up and down.
"Let's not talk about the past, let's just talk about the present!"
"Song Ning, as long as you can take out the money from selling the grain and Qiao An and Qiao Ran's tuition, we can let this matter go. Otherwise..."
Old man Qiao took a deep puff of the homemade cigarette he rolled himself, then crushed the cigarette butt between his heels.
"Otherwise... our Qiao Family Temple is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you!"
"Divorce Qiao Bo!"
Old man Qiao clapped his hands on his buttocks, stood up and spoke in a loud voice.
Now that marriage certificates have just become popular in the village, when villagers get married they just have to set up a few banquets, invite relatives, friends and villagers to have a meal, and that's considered a marriage.
This is how Qiao Bo and Song Ning’s wedding was held.
As long as Qiao Bo's marriage report is not submitted, divorce will not be considered a violation of discipline.
Money from selling food? Tuition?
Song Ning raised her eyebrows. Isn't this the content of the TV series she watched a few days ago?
Would she turn into Song Ning's troublesome female supporting role? ?
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