"Ouch, son, my mother is about to die. She was beaten to death by your wife..."
Mother Jiang fell to the ground again, crying so hard that she cried loudly.
Jiang Xianjun quickly leaned down to help her up, held her in his arms, and helped rub her shoulders.
"Mom, how are you? Are you injured..."
As soon as the words were spoken, the sound of smashing coming from the house behind them stopped the mother and son at the same time.
The two of them turned their heads to look at the main room where the sound of smashing was still going on. Their faces showed the same shock and horror!
Almost at this moment, the feeling of connection between mother and son erupted like a volcano. They both thought of one thing at the same time, and the words they shouted out were the same: "Don't smash it!"
"Stop it!"
Then, Jiang Xianjun didn't care about his mother anymore, and just let go and rushed into the main room behind him, trying to stop Zheng Xiaoqin.
Jiang's mother couldn't care about her injured arm, struggled to get up, and followed behind her, one foot at a time, into the house.
He was still shouting: "Ouch, my family is unlucky. I married such a shrew. How much money has been wasted? It's over, it's over..."
However, when the mother and son rushed to the door of the hall, Zheng Xiaoqin inside was still smashing things like crazy, but the mother and son could hear it, but they couldn't get in!
Why?
Because Yang Ruoqing was already alone at the door of the main room, one man could not open the door, let alone the mother and son.
"Let's go, let's go!"
Mother Jiang waved her non-painful arm and screamed at the top of her voice.
Although Jiang Xianjun also looked anxious, he did not dare to be like Jiang's mother.
Instead, she bent down and spoke to Yang Ruoqing anxiously: "Sister Qing'er, could you please give way? Xiaoqin is going crazy in the house and smashing things..."
Yang Ruoqing sneered and interrupted Jiang Xianjun directly: "Go crazy? Who forced Xiaoqin to do this? Don't you, Jiang Xianjun, have any points?"
Jiang Xianjun was stunned, his face drooped, and the skin on his face twitched.
"Sister Qing'er, I'll explain some things to you in detail later. The first priority is to let me in. I have to stop her. If she keeps hitting her like this, I'll have to die!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing crossed her arms, her eyebrows were frivolous, and the corner of her eyes swept over the mother and son in front of her with contempt.
"Are you kidding? Isn't this your house? The thing that smashed your ear belongs to you, so how can you apologize for it?"
Jiang Xianjun's head was full of black lines, "Sister Qing'er, I didn't buy this house, it was..."
Jiang's mother slapped Jiang Xianjun's arm hard, stopped what he was saying, and changed her words: "Yes, this is our own house, but so what? There are so many nice things and decorations in the house, but I smashed them for you." Yang Ruoqing wants to compensate?"
Yang Ruoqing looked at Mother Jiang coldly: "If you don't have money, don't pretend to be fat."
Then, she looked at Jiang Xianjun: "A man can make money if he has the ability. No one else can care what kind of big house you buy!"
"You have no ability. You rely on the money earned by your wife to rent a house, and you sneak out with your mother to enjoy it. Are you a man? Are you shameless?"
Jiang Xianjun was so scolded that his face turned red, his eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were ashamed, and he could not even lift his head.
Seeing this, Jiang's mother pulled Jiang Xianjun behind her back and scolded Yang Ruoqing fiercely: "You want to take care of our family's affairs? Don't think that your man is a general and you can trample all of us to death." ,no way!"
"I was pardoned by the emperor, and I'm not afraid of you!"
Yang Ruoqing sneered and shook her head, "I'm too lazy to argue with you, a vicious woman who killed her own man. You don't deserve it, you don't deserve to be a human being!"
Yang Ruoqing continued to criticize Jiang Xianjun: "Xiaoqin only wants to live with you, but you do such a thing behind her back. You have no conscience!"
"I'm warning you, don't take advantage of your child, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Yang Ruoqing grabbed Jiang Xianjun and threw him into the house, "Go in and have a good talk with Xiaoqin. If you dare to touch her, I'll skin you!"
Jiang Xianjun saw the sternness in Yang Ruoqing's eyes and his scalp went cold. He nodded numbly and staggered into the back room to find Zheng Xiaoqin.
"I'm going to skin her, chop off her hands, and make her smash things..."
Mother Jiang was still roaring behind her and wanted to enter the house, but Yang Ruoqing stopped her directly.
Mother Jiang stretched out her long nails to scratch Yang Ruoqing, and Yang Ruoqing easily clasped her hands behind her back. With a few cracks, several long fingernails were overturned. Mother Jiang gasped in pain. In the cold air, Yang Ruoqing threw her away, and she waved her hands and jumped around in pain.
Jiang's mother took out the one she used to have in the village, yelled and cursed, trying to attract other tenants living nearby, and used the pressure of public opinion to make Yang Ruoqing calm down.
Therefore, under her vigorous shouting, this yard was like killing a pig.
According to common sense, the noise here will definitely disturb other guests living in nearby houses.
However, the reality is that not a single person came over to poke their heads in to watch the excitement, and no one came over to scold An Qing Jing...
Yang Ruoqing used her little finger to think about it, and she knew that the big boss here must be behind it, so the guests living nearby were too sensible to meddle in other people's business.
Xian Junniang cried and shouted for a while, all by herself.
Yang Ruoqing folded her arms and leaned against the door frame, eyes slightly narrowed, listening to Jiang Mu's performance at leisure.
She doesn't block the other person's mouth, just let him shout as he pleases.
But as long as she is here, Mother Jiang will never be able to enter this door! Don't even think about going in and disturbing the young couple's conversation.
Jiang's mother tried many, many times, but was expelled by Yang Ruoqing without exception.
In the end, she had no choice, so she jumped up and ran to the window of the wing and shouted a warning to Jiang Xianjun inside:
"Xianjun, don't let Zheng Xiaoqin pour you into the ecstasy. Don't forget the promise you made to me. You are my son and my life. If you don't care about me, I will die. If I die too, you will be in this world." I have completely lost my family, let’s see how you cry..."
Yang Ruoqing tilted her head and shook her head.
This Mother Jiang is so self-righteous that she even threatens this family relationship.
If it were the past, Jiang Xianjun would probably do something like that.
But it's different now.
Yang Ruoqing's eyes turned to the closed door in the east wing again, and she didn't know how the young couple were talking!
In the east wing room, Jiang Xianjun had just calmed down Zheng Xiaoqin who was smashing things.
At this moment, the young couple stood face to face in the middle of the room. At their feet, there was a mess!
Zheng Xiaoqin was usually very cautious towards Jiang Xianjun, even submissive. She looked at him all the time, and he was like God.
Normally when eating, the soup spoon touches the soup bowl lightly.
However, today, she turned on the crazy mode. Not only did she smash all the porcelain in the room, she also cut open the pillow on the bed with scissors, took out the cotton wool and scattered it all over the room. She and Jiang Xianjun There was cotton wool stuck to their clothes and hair. The two of them looked like two madmen...
