After hearing this, Cheng Xiangdong didn't say anything else. He rode his bike with Cheng Mingyue and disappeared into the distance in a short while.
Lu Chen looked around and then whispered a few words to the skinny monkey. The skinny monkey nodded and ran away quickly.
When Cheng Mingyue got home, she heard a sharp voice yelling:
"Boss, I'm not dead yet. When did it become your turn to call the shots in this household? This old house was originally the one your father left me. When did it become yours? And you let that money-losing Fatty live in it? Are you two crazy?"
Cheng Mingyue's body trembled involuntarily when she heard the sound. This was the original owner's instinctive reaction.
The original owner, who was fearless, actually had a day when she was afraid. And she knew just by the voice that the person speaking sweet words was the original owner's grandmother.
An old lady who is extremely patriarchal.
This old lady not only favors boys over girls, but also extremely favors her youngest son and grandson, namely the original owner's third uncle Cheng Jiawang and her cousin Cheng Xiangxi.
I treasure it so much that I hold it in my hands for fear of dropping it, and hold it in my mouth for fear of it melting.
In contrast to the favoritism towards Cheng Jiawang and his son, Cheng Mingyue and Cheng Jiawang's eldest daughter Cheng Haixia were suppressed and insulted, and they were even instilled with patriarchal ideas, forcing them to work hard and be the workhorses of the family.
Cheng Mingyue was protected by the village chief and his wife and the two brothers Cheng Xiangdong and Cheng Xiangnan, so she didn't have any bad thoughts. However, she was still as scared of the old lady as a mouse seeing a cat.
Her cousin Cheng Haixia is different. She has been a free labor force in the family since she was a child. She started washing clothes and cooking at a very young age. She is good at everything at home and outside.
All the delicious food and drinks in the house had to be given to her younger brother Cheng Xiangxi. As long as Cheng Xiangxi cried, she would definitely be treated to stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork.
Cheng Mingyue sorted out her thoughts and pushed the door open and walked in. All the sounds inside stopped abruptly.
The village head and his wife looked at Cheng Mingyue with some concern, and at the same time they were a little puzzled. Didn’t they ask her to go to Lianhua Village to hide first? How could this girl come back with them?
Wang Guihua first took Cheng Mingyue's hand and looked her up and down, muttering, "Yue'er, you've lost weight." Then she looked behind her and asked, "Where's Lu Zhiqing?"
"It's in the back." Cheng Mingyue pretended to be clueless and asked, "Mom, what's going on?"
"Fuck your mother! You're a money-loser. It's bad enough raising you up. Not only are you lazy and gluttonous, but now that you're married you're still clinging to our Cheng family. You little bitch..."
The old lady glared at Cheng Mingyue with her triangular eyes, speaking foul language and cursing fluently with such a rich vocabulary that Cheng Mingyue was completely stunned.
Cheng Mingyue didn't say anything. She took two steps forward, walked around the old lady, and slapped Cheng Xiangxi, who was watching the fun on the side, in the face more than ten times, beating him into a pig's head.
Cheng Xiangxi was watching the fun with great interest when he was suddenly attacked by Cheng Mingyue. His head went dizzy for a moment. When he came to his senses, the stinging pain on his face made him kneel down on the ground and cry loudly.
Cheng Mingyue ignored Cheng Xiangxi's screams and howled. She shook her red hands and said with a smile:
"Grandma, I respect you as my elder, I won't touch you, but if you scold me, I will slap your precious grandson as many times as I want. I mean what I say!"
"You little bitch..."
Just as the old lady started to speak, Cheng Mingyue bent down and slapped Cheng Xiangxi twice more. She looked at the old lady provocatively:
"Come on! Just tell us all how much trash you have left to say. I'll give you, my precious grandson, a few more slaps in the face!"
The old lady was so frightened by Cheng Mingyue that she dared not scold her anymore, but the look she gave her seemed to be filled with poison.
Cheng Mingyue seemed unaware of this. She looked around before fixing her gaze on Cheng Jiawang, who had remained silent the entire time.
"Uncle San, you're so calculating! How come I didn't see you showing such deep affection for that old house before? I just cleaned it up, and you're back to grab it right after?"
Cheng Jiawang looked at Cheng Mingyue inquiringly and said slowly, "Fei Ya, it's not your uncle who wants to snatch the house from you. It's your grandma. Your grandma dreamed about your grandpa a few days ago and wanted to come back to the old house to take a look."
Cheng Mingyue raised her eyebrows: "Oh, come and have a look, that's fine, I can take grandma to see it, you can see it however you want.
If that doesn't work, I can also find a photographer in town to help take pictures of the old house. Grandma can look at it however she wants, day or night, even while holding me to sleep.
After saying this, Cheng Mingyue smiled and winked at Cheng Jiawang:
"Uncle, look how well I arranged it. You don't have to thank me. My niece just got married a while ago. As my good uncle, you have to show some appreciation."
Cheng Mingyue shamelessly stretched out her right hand towards Cheng Jiawang and stared at him blankly.
Cheng Jiawang felt his spine crawl under Cheng Mingyue's gaze, and said perfunctorily: "Fei Ya, Third Uncle came back in a hurry today and didn't bring any money with him. Wait until next time, and Third Uncle will definitely make it up to you next time."
Cheng Jiawang thought that what he said was perfect and the matter was over. Next, it was time to talk about the house.
Cheng Mingyue quickly walked towards Cheng Xiangxi, who was still crying. She put her hand directly under Cheng Xiangxi's nose and said in a cold voice: "Take off the watch on your hand!"
Cheng Xiangxi's eyes were wide open, he didn't even bother to cry, and he put his right hand tightly behind his back.
Cheng Mingyue suddenly smiled and said, "Xiangxi, you are not being obedient!" Then she raised her fist and blew it to her mouth, but her eyes were staring at Cheng Xiangxi with a smile.
Cheng Xiangxi was so frightened by Cheng Mingyue's feelings that he almost peed his pants. He quickly took off his watch and stuffed it into Cheng Mingyue's hand. He crawled out of the house using his hands and feet, crying:
"Mom and Dad, I want to go home, I want to go home, I will never come back."
Cheng Mingyue casually put the watch into her pocket, her smile becoming more sincere. "Third Uncle, my cousin may be used to the big city and look down on our poor mountain village. His ideological awareness is not good enough. You should teach him more when you have time. People should not forget their roots, don't you think?"
Cheng Jiaxing was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. The corners of his mouth pulled out a stiff arc. This time he ignored Cheng Mingyue and turned to the village chief who was standing aside in a daze and said:
"Brother, the watch that Feiya just stole doesn't belong to Xiangxi, it belongs to his classmate. We have to return it to him when school starts. Look at this..."
He spent 150 yuan to buy that watch, so there was no way he could let that fat woman Fei Ya get it for free.
Without waiting for the village chief to speak, Cheng Mingyue smiled and said, "Uncle San, is this watch really Xiangxi's? Is it a boy or a girl?"
Cheng Jiawang didn't understand what was going on. After thinking for a moment, he said, "A male classmate."
Suddenly, Cheng Mingyue said in a strange tone: "Oh, is that so? Then I have to go to the police station to report Cheng Xiangxi for being a hooligan!"
After Cheng Mingyue finished speaking, she pretended to walk out the door.
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