Bi Jinzhi blinked, frowned slightly, and continued puzzledly: "Then when others come to visit our house, they don't say anything, so why would they cry? Why is that child so talkative?"
Bi Tielin snorted:
"You don't trust your own child, do you?
There are some things that even if my brother says them, it's not my turn to say them. But sister, you really have to be careful.
Juanzi said that she was making a fuss without caring about anything because she happened to see my brother-in-law staring at someone's butt when he was seeing them off that day.
Do you understand? I'm blushing for him!
If you don't understand this, do you understand that your daughter was protecting you last night?"
"I just patted her lightly at the time. I thought she was buying a bicycle, and I didn't know how embarrassing it would be if she yelled regardless of the occasion and someone got the news out..."
"Wouldn't it be embarrassing if word got out that you beat up a girl that old?
Juanzi has grown up and has self-esteem. Her classmates always say that her mother beats her. Do you think she feels proud?
Even the little classmates who play with you know that no matter whether Juanzi is right or wrong, as long as they come to you to complain, you can help them make the decision.
But yesterday, you didn't hurt her, and the child sat in my car and cried for two hours. She said she was used to it before, but couldn't stand it yesterday.
Sister, she dared to be so arrogant because she thought you would stand on her side. But you hit her in front of that woman. She doesn't understand what she did wrong.
...Bi Jinzhi was speechless for a moment.
Her mouth was half open, and she looked a little dazed. Her heart was filled with sorrow.
This complicated feeling had nothing to do with Fu Guo. When his brother reminded him of this, all he could think about was his children.
Swallowing the sweet and sour taste rising in her throat, Bi Jinzhi muttered incoherently:
"You might have said it normally, but yesterday you were like a mute. So just say it, why are you running away?"
Bi Tielin picked up the mug and drank a sip of tea. He leaned his hands on his knees and asked Bi Jinzhi formally:
"Let's not talk about the child for now. My brother-in-law thinks life is tasteless and wants to add some MSG."
This time Bi Jinzhi spoke clearly, frowning and interrupting:
"Tie Lin, don't listen to Juanzi's nonsense. How old is she? What can she understand? She can't even tell the difference between a good guy and a bad guy!
It might be a misunderstanding.
You don’t know, the Xu family used to live in the front and back yards of my mother-in-law’s house. They were a decent family.
Although I'm not very familiar with Xiaofeng, I don't think she's that kind of person. I haven't heard of her in all these years, huh?
Otherwise, if the man died early, you would be stupid enough to think that if he had found such an indecent woman early, could he have kept her?
Juanzi ran away yesterday. Xu Xiaofeng told me about it. I stopped by and chatted with her for a while, but she wouldn't let me go. I don't know who she learned this from, but how can she still think about it?
Having said this, Bi Jinzhi paused. She felt a little dissatisfied with Bi Tielin and said bluntly:
"Besides, don't you know what your own brother-in-law is like? He's not that kind of person.
I dare not say anything else. We have been married for many years. Apart from having a few drinks when he is free and watching people playing cards, yes, if you say he goes out to gamble, I can't help but believe it.
Saying he has such a treacherous mind, Tielin, that's impossible, you're overthinking it!"
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The author has something to say: Don't be angry when you read this paragraph. I also try not to be too sensitive. How can I write about the complexity of human beings and not let readers have a few unpleasant comments? I am humble.
But don't you all think this is the norm? Perhaps it's because I started interning at a law firm before I even graduated from college, and the cases I encountered were all divorces involving couples of all ages, who once vowed love, only to end up in court, with the man demanding even the woman's clothes. The reasons for divorce were so varied and ugly, I've always been very rational about relationships.
The reason why there are so many male-oriented harem stories is, I think, that it is the dream that resides in the hearts of men. It all depends on how great the temptation is and how strong the seduction is. No matter how heartless and defenseless...
This plot, firstly, wants to describe the woman's mentality from being completely unaware to discovering something, and secondly, it is for the future. If you want to watch it, you can follow me. If you don't want to watch it, let's put it aside for now and wait until the sweet part comes.
My writing is always full of traps, and just when everyone's eager for the ultimate, heart-wrenching, and satisfying outburst, I've put it aside. It's unlike other period novels, which offer the ultimate in torture and outrage, and everyone's happy and applauded. I... don't follow the same formula; you can judge for yourself. This makes your reading experience a bit frustrating. Apologies, I write based on the timeline and can't adjust; I can only follow my own flow.
Having said a lot, here's some good news: after this chapter is finished, please don't subscribe tomorrow morning, because I've received a notice that this book will be free for a limited period of 48 hours. You can wait until then to read it.
After the limited free period, I will start adding more chapters.
Ah, even though you're each paying a few cents less, if I tell you, everyone won't have to pay to read it, which is a huge loss, but I still wanted to tell you. After saying this, my heart aches a little. There aren't many authors as clueless as me. I need to find some heart medicine. (To be continued.)
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