She had an appointment with Ye Huan in the evening. She was about to go out and had to go downstairs.
In the living room, Jiang Lijuan was holding her grandson and playing with her, while Wen Jianghe was holding a small toy to accompany his granddaughter.
Mu Wanqing walked down, hesitated for a moment, and then called out politely: "Dad, Mom."
Jiang Lijuan glanced at her with a subtle expression on her face and asked, "Did you go back to your hometown yesterday?"
Sure enough, the mother-in-law came to ask questions. It was probably because of her willfulness that she had harmed her precious son.
Mu Wanqing nodded, "Yeah."
"Why didn't you tell A-Zhan when you went back? He drove a long distance all night to find you. Do you know how dangerous it is?" Jiang Lijuan started to get angry.
Yesterday, Saturday, she called her son in the evening and asked them to come back with their children for a meal, which was very lively.
As a result, Wen Zhan said he had no time and was on the highway.
When she asked, she found out what was going on.
I thought that my son was going with the driver, so that was okay.
Later I found out that he drove five to six hundred kilometers alone, but she was worried to death, and her dissatisfaction with her daughter-in-law was at an all-time high.
From a mother's perspective, Mu Wanqing could understand Jiang Lijuan's mood.
To be honest, she was also shocked when she found out that Wen Zhan drove so far in the rain at night to look for her in Xu Town!
If something happened along the way, and she was the culprit, then the Wen family couldn't skin her alive and bury her together?
Fortunately we arrived safely.
Faced with her mother-in-law's accusation, Mu Wanqing felt guilty, but she denied it: "I didn't let him go to me in the middle of the night. When I went back and told him before, he didn't react at all. I thought he didn't want to . Of course I can understand, that is my hometown, it is normal for him to have no feelings, and besides, my hometown is so remote and backward, he is not used to it."
Jiang Lijuan understood her implication and became even more dissatisfied: "What do you mean? You said he is being sentimental?"
"That's what you said."
"you--"
If Jiang Lijuan hadn't been holding her grandson in her arms, she would have rushed up to point at her and scold her again.
Upstairs, Wen Zhan took stomach medicine to feel better and was resting. After all, he was really tired from driving so far back.
Not long after he fell asleep, he suddenly woke up when he heard the sound downstairs, and quickly got up and went downstairs.
"mom."
When Jiang Lijuan saw her son coming down, she immediately began to attack her daughter-in-law: "Azhan, did you hear what she just said? I blame you for being sentimental!"
Of course Wen Zhan heard it.
But he was used to hearing harsher words than this, so he didn't react much.
"When you come over to look after the children, just look after the children. Don't talk about anything else. If you want to stay for dinner at night, let the kitchen prepare it." Ignoring his mother's accusation, he calmly dropped the subject.
Jiang Lijuan became even angrier when she heard this, and was about to have a good talk with her son when she suddenly saw that he looked unhappy and looked depressed.
"Azhan, what's wrong with you? You look so bad, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" After noticing her son's strangeness, Jiang Lijuan immediately stood up and handed the baby in her arms to her confinement nanny, and stepped forward to care.
Wen Zhan felt uncomfortable, so he walked to the sofa and sat down lazily. He waved away his mother's reaching hand and said, "I'm fine, I'm just tired."
Jiang Lijuan was not angry, "Of course you are tired! How can you not be tired when you drive so far by yourself? I said you are mentally ill. If you want to go there, you should find a driver to drive!"
"It's okay..." Wen Zhan still had an indifferent attitude, obviously too lazy to say anything.
Aunt Zhou was aside and didn't dare to say anything.
She had called Dr. Shen before, and he would be here soon.
But with this attitude, if the old lady knew that the third young master had a stomach problem, she would definitely get even more angry and put the blame on her head.
She was secretly anxious and was thinking of sneaking away to tell Dr. Shen to come back later, but she heard the sound of cars already coming from the courtyard.
Jiang Lijuan was also curious, looked at the door and muttered, "Who is coming here now?"
The next second, the family doctor came into the door with a diagnosis and treatment box hanging on it.
Jiang Lijuan understood immediately, "Azhan, are you sick? I said you look so bad, it doesn't look like you're just tired - what's wrong? Fever or something?"
When Dr. Shen entered the door, he saw that the two elders were also there. He thought that Wen Zhan was seriously ill and the elders had come to care and visit him, so he hurried forward.
But Wen Zhan didn't wait for him to speak. He raised his hand and said to him: "I'm fine. No need to check. You can go back."
"Ah?" Dr. Shen was stunned and confused, "Aunt Zhou said that you had a stomach problem and asked me to come over and take a look..."
"Stomach trouble again?" Wen Zhan wanted to cover it up, but Jiang Lijuan had already stood up and moved out of the way, "Xiao Shen, let him have a look quickly! The stomach trouble at such a young age is so serious, what can we do if we don't take good care of it?"
The old man died of stomach cancer, which made the family a little worried and did not dare to be careless.
Dr. Shen was pulled over by Jiang Lijuan and pressed down on Wen Zhan to examine him.
Mu Wanqing remained silent and looked serious.
It was time for her to leave, but with the situation in front of her, Jiang Lijuan didn't know how to lecture her if she just left.
Just as this thought passed through her mind, Jiang Lijuan suddenly turned to look at her, and she scolded her again: "Tell me about you! How do you take care of this family? You leave your children alone, and your husband becomes sick because of your torment! How do you behave? You want to be content, do you understand? To provide you with such good conditions, you can take good care of your children and serve your husband with peace of mind. What are you thinking about every day? You even go out to work, right? How much money can you earn? We The Wen family lacks food for you or clothes for you, so they want you to be exposed and embarrassed? Looking back, others will think that the Wen family is stingy, and that Wen Zhan is unwilling to support you!"
Jiang Lijuan had been holding back her dissatisfaction all night, and now she saw that her son had stomach trouble again and his face turned pale. She suddenly felt old and new grudges coming together and pointed at Mu Wanqing to complain.
Just now, Mu Wanqing felt that she should take some responsibility for this matter, but now that her mother-in-law pointed her nose in and scolded her, saying that she was worthless, she felt rebellious again.
"He got sick because he refused to eat and was hungry all the time. What does it have to do with me? He is a thirty-year-old man, and he is not three months old. Do you still need me to feed him?"
"you--"
Without waiting for Jiang Lijuan to respond, she continued: "Besides, what you just talked about is not the image of a wife, but the category of servant or nanny. There are so many servants in the house, and I can't compete with them for jobs. . I don’t earn much, but I earned it through my own efforts. No one can slander and despise me.”
"You're really -" Seeing that she dared to contradict her, Jiang Lijuan became even more annoyed, but before she could refute, Wen Jianghe stopped her, "Okay! Stop saying a few words!"
But Jiang Lijuan, who was in a rage, didn't listen to her husband at all, "Why should I say less? What she did was wrong, and as a mother-in-law, I can't say anything anymore?"
"That's enough!" Before he could finish his words, a shout came from the other side of the sofa.
Wen Zhan's face was gloomy and he was extremely irritable. He looked at his mother and said rudely: "If you want to take care of the child, just watch it. You don't need to interfere with my affairs!"
