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389 【I have always read Qiao】036 You are a bad woman Mrs. Xiang came to the door of Mrs. Xiang's room. She wanted to go in without knocking, but she hesitated before grabbing the handle to open the door. She raised her hand and knocked. door, and push the door to go in.

"Early in the morning, it's disturbing. Is there any rules?" Mrs. Xiang's voice sounded from the bed. The voice was hoarse, calm and majestic, and she could still see the majesty of the mistress when she was young.

Mrs. Xiang was so angry when she heard her tone that she swallowed her voice in fright. She didn't even dare to say anything, and stood obediently in front of the bed with an apologetic smile on her face.

"Mum, good morning, I've come to see you."

"Look at me?" Mrs. Xiang glanced at her indifferently, and sneered slightly at the corner of her mouth, "I'm such an old bone, I don't need you to look at it."

"Mom, look at what you said, we are a family, so why don't you read it?" Seeing that she was about to get up, Mrs. Xiang hurried over and reached out to help her, but she pushed her away with her arm, and awkwardly withdrew her hand and stood aside .

Madam Xiang stood up with a cold face, "Fen."

The middle-aged servant named A Fen walked in quickly from the outside of the room, squatted down in front of the bed, then turned her back to the old lady, and walked into the bathroom.

Mrs. Xiang, who was standing in the room, clenched her fist secretly.

A few minutes later, Ah Fen came out of the bathroom again with Mrs. Xiang on her back, and put Mrs. Xiang on the wheelchair to sit down. She went into the bathroom again, took toothpaste, toothbrush and water when she came out, and handed it to Mrs. Xiang. Behind her, she took a basin to catch the water spit out by the old lady.

Seeing Mrs. Xiang, she walked over to take the basin, and signaled A Fen to back away.

Spit out the water in the old lady's mouth, and said to the lady in a low voice, "What's the matter with you here? It's okay, go back to your house, I don't welcome you here."

Mrs. Xiang's face was so shaved that she couldn't bear it anymore, in order not to lose face of her master in front of the servants, she forced a smile on her face, "Mom, look at what you said, we are a family, can't I serve you for a while? That's enough, I'll come, we don't need A Fen, let her rest for a while."

Madam Xiang immediately changed her expression and looked at her with a half-smile, "Do you really want to serve me?" Seeing her, she simply went to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, either killing or stealing.

"Mom, of course it's true. Do you think I'm joking?" Mrs. Xiang answered with a forced smile while suppressing her unhappiness.

Nodding repeatedly to the old lady, she turned to A Fen, "A Fen, go, take the clothes I picked out last night and wash them for the lady."

"Yes, old lady." Ah Fen turned to get it.

The old lady looked back at Mrs. Xiang again, and ordered strictly, "Let me tell you, all these sets of clothes have to be washed by hand, and they must not be ruined. You won't even be able to pay for it."

Ah Fen took the clothes over.

Mrs. Xiang handed the basin to A Fen, resisted the urge to turn around and leave, and reached for the clothes, "Mom, do you have to wash all of this?"

The clothes that Ah Fen brought over were as big as a large basin, if the servants did the washing, it would take half a day, but if it was Mrs Xiang, it might not be finished in a day.

"Otherwise, what will I ask A Fen to do for you? If I stop, I can only wash it by hand. If it breaks, you can do it yourself." After talking to the old lady, she began to brush her teeth.

A Fen quickly put the basin in front of the old lady to collect toothpaste foam and water.

Mrs. Xiang was holding a pile of clothes, her face couldn't be more ugly.

She didn't come here to help this old woman wash clothes. Besides, how could she, as a wife, do such a lowly job as a wife?It was rumored that it was embarrassing, if her poker friends heard about it, it would be no wonder that she would laugh to death!

After brushing her teeth, Mrs. Xiang saw that she hadn't moved for a long time, and her face was slightly gloomy, "Why don't you leave? Or are you just pretending to show me, if that's the case, you put down your clothes and go out."

Ah Fen came out of the bathroom again, spread out the wet and wrung towel, and gently wiped the old lady's face and hands.

When Mrs. Xiang heard this, she didn't dare to show the slightest bit, she quickly put on a smile, "Mom, I'll go right away, and I'll send it over when I'm done."

"No need, you can just have someone send it back after you've done it, so that you don't have to run to me to see me, an old lady you don't want to see." Xiang Lao Furen glanced at her, lowered her head and stretched out her hands to straighten her clothes, and said to A Fen "Is breakfast ready?"

"Go back to the old lady, I'm ready." Ah Fen nodded.

"Then let's go, change my clothes after breakfast, I want to go to the back garden to bask in the sun."

"Yes, old lady."

"The sun is nice today."

"I heard from the weather forecast that the sun has been pretty good these days, so spring must be over."

"Well, the weather is too humid. It's time for the sun to show its face."

A master and a servant were talking in a low voice before leaving the room. It could be heard that the relationship between the two was very good and they got along well.

Mrs. Xiang's face immediately distorted. She lowered her head to look at the clothes in her arms, threw them on the floor, stretched out her feet and stomped on them vigorously. It seemed that these clothes belonged to Mrs. Xiang, wishing to trample her to death.

"This dead old woman clearly did it on purpose!" She gritted her teeth and whispered bitterly.

After returning to the new house, Mrs. Xiang threw the clothes on the carpet, and then sat on the European-style sofa.

"Alan, take it and throw it into the washing machine, remember to wash it longer."

"Yes, ma'am." Alan stepped forward and picked up the clothes one by one.

Master Xiang came out of the dining room after having breakfast, saw Alan picking up clothes, and saw that the clothes in her arms looked familiar, so he walked over to take a look, and recognized at a glance that they were his own mother's old clothes.

"Have you gone to the old house?" He turned his head and glanced at his wife, and asked in a deep voice.

"Why, I can't go yet? Is her place where the queen mother lives? I don't want to see if there is someone like her who will be the queen mother." Mrs. Xiang did not raise her head, sneering.

"Let me ask you a question, what are you doing for me! You go to play cards when you are full all day long. You don't look like a housewife at all. You are ashamed to say that someone has you. Do you think you are wearing the hat of Mrs. Xiang? I want to be humble to you, right? I don’t even think about who gave you this hat, I’ve never thought about it before!” Master Xiang said while looking back at Alan, “Who threw this clothes here?”

Alan glanced at his wife, not daring to speak.

"What's wrong with me throwing it?" Mrs. Xiang stood up angrily because of his words, walked quickly to him, glared at him and growled, "Your mother is deliberately making things difficult for me by throwing such a big load of clothes at me , and asked me to wash it by hand, she thought her clothes were so expensive!"

"If you don't obstruct her eyes, she will wash the clothes for you? I think it must be because you want to please her. If you don't blame yourself, you will blame others. You still have face!" Glancing at the clothes, she said, "You have to wash these clothes by hand. If it breaks, you won't be able to pay for it. As a daughter-in-law, you have never done anything for your mother-in-law. You only have chicken stomachs." With a cold snort, he turned and went upstairs, halfway up the stairs , Afraid that she would really damage the cheongsam, she reminded again, "If you damage it, remember to damage yourself too.

"You..." Mrs. Xiang was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, and she stretched out her hand to shake off Mrs. Xiang's clothes with fire in her eyes.

The clothes Mrs. Xiang wants to wash are all the expensive cheongsams that Mrs. Xiang made for her when she was young. They are all handmade with golden silkworms. After decades, a buckle alone is worth tens of thousands. Not to mention a cheongsam.

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It was agreed to get the certificate today, but because the factory was on fire, Qiao Sha rushed to the factory to inspect the seriousness of the situation, because an important batch of perfume would be delivered in two days.

When I returned to the city, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the Civil Affairs Bureau was about to get off work.

As soon as he knew she was back, Xiang Yiting drove to Qiao's.

Qiao Sha, who had just sat down behind the desk, saw him coming, and marveled at his speed, "You came before I even took a sip of water. You deliberately rushed the rhythm of ducks to the shelves."

"I don't care what the rhythm is, I just know that today I must get the certificate." He took the water glass she put aside and handed it to her.

She took a sip, but he snatched the water glass and put it back, rolling her eyes angrily, "Are you in such a hurry?"

"Can you be in a hurry? The Civil Affairs Bureau is about to close. If there are too many people, there will be no queue." He reached out to lift her up, took her windbreaker bag with the other hand, and then dragged her out of the office.

After entering the elevator, he started to put it on for her.

She held it in her hand, "It's a bit hot today, so I won't wear a windbreaker."

He lifted her chin lightly with one hand, lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

As if feeling his excitement, she cleverly thought of the reason for getting the certificate, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

After getting into the car, the car drove out of the underground parking lot when Xiang Yi Ting's cell phone rang.

Xiang Yi Ting glanced at the incoming call, parked the car to the side of the road to connect it, turned around and saw Qiao Sha watching her tie her hair, reached out and touched the top of her hair, and decided to take her to get her long hair cut after receiving the certificate. cut short.

"Ah Ting, come back quickly, your father is going to drive your mother out." Mrs. Xiang's words rang through the phone.

"What's going on?" Xiang Yi Ting frowned.

Seeing him frowning, Qiao Sha kept looking at him until he hung up the phone before asking, "What's the matter?"

"My mother, let's go back and check the situation first." After he finished speaking and started the car, he felt irritable because he might not be able to get the certificate today.

When he returned to Xiang's living room, the whole room was in chaos, as if it had been visited by thieves.

"Butler, what's going on here." Xiang Yi Ting held Qiaosha's hand and asked the butler who was guarding the door, but none of the other servants were there.

"Master, it's Madam, she one by one"

Before the housekeeper finished speaking, there was a roar from upstairs.

Xiang Yi Ting looked upstairs, led Qiaosha over the things thrown everywhere in the living room, and went up the stairs, halfway up the stairs, he said to the housekeeper, "Get someone to clean up the living room."

"Yes, sir."

When they went up to the second floor, there were constant noises, all from Mrs. Xiang, but Mr. Xiang didn't hear it at all.

Xiang Yi Ting asked Qiao Sha to wait outside the door, and he knocked on the door and walked into the room where Master Xiang and Mrs. Xiang lived.

Hearing the knock on the door, Mr. Xiang and Mrs. Xiang both looked at the door. Seeing him coming back, Mrs. Xiang walked towards him quickly, "Son, you judge Mom, your dad actually wants to divorce me, just because of some rags!"

"What ragged clothes?" Xiang Yi Ting asked.

"Look for yourself." Xiang pointed to the cheongsam thrown on the bed.

Xiang Yi Ting walked over and picked it up to look at it. As soon as he touched it, he felt that it was made of high-quality material. Then he looked at the clothes. Because Xiang's company also sells cheongsams, he can tell at a glance that they are the most expensive in the world. Cheongsam, basically even if this kind of cheongsam is made by hand, it can't be as good as before, let alone a cheongsam with fine workmanship like the ones in front of you.

There are cracks on the clothes, and it doesn't look like it has been damaged for a long time, but it looks like a newly scratched crack.

"Grandma's clothes?" He guessed, except for grandma, he really couldn't think of anyone who would have this kind of expensive cheongsam, and grandma likes to wear cheongsam very much, and she can't leave the cheongsam all year round.

"If it's not grandma's, who else could it be?" Xiang glanced at the cheongsam, "Ask your mother, she did a good job."

"What good did I do to me? I helped her wash it up and I was wronged. What a dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know a good heart!" Mrs. Xiang felt that she was not wrong at all, her clothes were just torn and scratched, and it wasn't impossible I want it, and they are all styles worn by young people, and old women can't wear them!

"Mom, if you want to help grandma wash it, wash it carefully. Why do you get cracks? If you don't do things carefully, if you are careless, no one will be happy. Besides, this kind of clothes are scarce—"

"Okay, you father and son are teaming up to deal with me now, right? It's said that you can't help your mother, and you are right. If Yi Xue was here, she would not be like you at all. Thanks to me, I treat you wholeheartedly. In the end, You all turn to that old woman!"

"Who are you calling an old woman!" Master Xiang glared angrily, and pointed to Madam Xiang's nose with one hand.

Mrs. Xiang was agitated when she saw his saber-rattling appearance, and walked towards the master while yelling, "Do you want to hit me? Come on! Hit! Hit! Hit me to death!"

Master Xiang was forced back step by step by her, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and slapped her across the face.

"You hit me!?" Mrs. Xiang covered her painful face with one hand, staring at Master Xiang with bloodshot eyes.

Master Xiang hit her too suddenly, and Xiang Yi Ting had no time to stop him. Usually, no matter how much trouble Xiang Madam made, Master Xiang would not treat her like this, but today he hit her, which was really beyond Xiang Yiting's expectation.

Seeing that Mrs. Xiang wanted to hit Master Xiang back, Xiang Yi Ting stretched out his hand to hold her, and said displeasedly, "Speak up if you have something to say, what kind of hands do you want to do? Do you want to live on!"

"It's because he doesn't want to let it go!" Mrs. Xiang pointed at Master Xiang.

Master Xiang glared at her angrily, "You are a dissatisfied woman who even covets family heirlooms. Is that what you can get if you want it? Since you have hit the old lady with all your heart, you deserve a beating! "

Xiang Yi Ting frowned.

Qiaosha, who had been standing outside the door and listening to the movement inside, felt more and more embarrassed as she listened. Finally, when she heard the family heirloom, she felt uncomfortable all over. After thinking about it, she turned and left.

Xiang Yi Ting heard the sound of footsteps walking away outside, she didn't bother to care about her parents' affairs, so she hurried out and saw Qiao Sha disappearing behind the turn, and quickly followed her.

"Where are you going?" he asked, walking quickly down the stairs.

Qiaosha turned around and stood at the turn of the stairs waiting for him to come down. As soon as he went down, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

"I want to go see Grandma Xiang."

"What did you call grandma just now?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Grandma Xiang..." Her lips were blocked by him.

She pushed him away in a panic, turned her head to look up and down the stairs, and blamed him with a reddish face, "Be careful, don't let anyone see you."

"Did you forget that grandma gave you the fee for changing your mouth?" He stated the facts.

"I haven't forgotten." She glanced at him, "I can't ask for the bracelet, so..."

"So you want to return it to grandma now?" He asked her, smoothing her long ponytail with one hand, very smoothly.

"Otherwise, your mother has already quarreled with your father. I don't want to be a villain and cause discord in your family." She pouted.

"Don't curl your lips." He ordered domineeringly, "Grandma gave you the bracelet, so you keep it. If you return it, grandma will be sad. Have you ever thought about her feelings?"

"But shouldn't I give it to your mother first? Giving it to me so directly will definitely irritate your mother, so I don't want to give it to you one by one."

"Do you dare to try!" He glared at her, and led her up the stairs with his big hand.

She held him back, "I won't go up, if it's embarrassing to be seen by your parents, I'd be too embarrassed to listen."

"What's so embarrassing, have you forgotten that we are getting married soon? We are a family and we are not outsiders." He took her big hand and put it around her waist.

"Don't be like this, it's not good to be seen by others." She pulled his big hand away, "Go up by yourself, I'll go find grandma."

When he heard her call grandma, his slightly displeased mood immediately rejoiced, and he let her go, "Then you are not allowed to run around, you can only go to grandma's, and you are not allowed to return the bracelet. If you let me know, you understand. "

"I don't understand!" She shook off his big hand, wrinkled her nose at him, and turned and went downstairs playfully.

He laughed and watched her go downstairs dotingly, not forgetting to tell her to watch the way.

After Qiaosha walked out of the house, she walked all the way from the back garden based on the memory of yesterday evening.

Pole!

A ball of mud was thrown onto Qiaosha's off-white skirt.

Qiaosha looked down at her skirt, frowned, and turned her head to scan for the source of the mud, but when she saw a small figure, a cloud of mud was thrown onto her sleeve again, causing her eyes to twitch.

"You are a bad person! You are a bad person!" Mu Jianhong's angry voice resounded loudly.

Qiaosha looked up, and before the third lump of mud hit her, she dodged deftly and looked at him with a straight face, "Where did you get the mud from?"

Is there still a cement vortex in this huge garden?

"You don't care where my mud came from!" Mu Jianhong yelled and threw another ball over.

Qiao Sha quickly dodged, and walked over quickly, reaching out to grab him, but he slipped away, and she ran up to follow.

"Why are you chasing me, you bad woman, you will seduce my uncle!"

Qiao Sha, who was chasing him, was taken aback for a moment, and then she realized who he was. It turned out to be the son of Xiang Yi Xue and Mu Haoxing, right? It's only Wednesday, and there's no holiday, so why don't you go to school.

Speeding up two steps, she reached out and grabbed Mu Jianhong by the back collar.

Mu Jianhong twisted his body resolutely, and kept rubbing his muddy hands on Qiao Sha, "Let me go! Let me go! Bad woman! Shameless!"

"Who taught you?" Qiaosha's pretty face darkened, and she couldn't help asking him sternly. If she didn't learn well at a young age, she chose to learn things that shouldn't be learned. Will she be able to pay for it when she grows up?

"No one taught me, I learned it myself! Get out, don't come to my house!" He stared at her.

"You..." Qiao Sha looked at his angry little face. This little face was printed in the same mold as Mu Haoxing, which reminded her of all the bad things Mu Haoxing had done to Susu, but her father Father, son is son, and she couldn't vent her anger on the child, so she squatted down, fixed his small body, and asked him softly, "Tell auntie, why don't you go to school?"

"Why should I tell you? You are a bad woman, and you will die in the future." Mu Jianhong stared at her and spat at her.

Qiaosha didn't expect that he would learn from being bad to this extent, throwing mud, spitting, spitting out bad words, and never changing his words and deeds. When he grows up, he will be a full-fledged gangster. It won't become a big weapon, it will only get worse and worse.

"Believe it or not, I'll hit you on the mouth?" She glared at him angrily.

"Hit it! Hit it!" the young man shouted arrogantly.

A servant passed by not far away, Mu Jianhong saw it, and immediately burst into tears, "Why did you hit me, bad guy, you hit me, I will tell grandma!"

Seeing him crying, the servant hurried over, "Master Cousin, why are you crying? I'm beating you everywhere."

"Auntie nanny, this woman hit me, I'm going back to find my grandma!" Mu Jianhong snuggled into the nanny's arms, pointing at Qiaosha with one hand and crying sadly.

"Miss Qiao, he is only three and a half years old and doesn't understand anything. If I offend you, I apologize for him, but why did you beat the child? I can't afford it if I hurt it! You can't either Get up!" Although she was a nanny, her tone of voice did not look like a nanny at all.

Qiaosha looked her up and down, stood up, compared the mud on her skirt and sleeves with one hand, and asked her mockingly, "Then what am I? Did I get it on myself?"

The nanny glanced at her and was speechless for a while, but she quickly reacted and said, "If Miss Qiao didn't hit Master Biao, would Master Biao throw mud at you? This is impossible. Master Biao has always been polite to others, and has never That's how you hit a customer."

polite?Qiao Sha sneered coldly in her heart, and looked her up and down with a half-smile, "You are really competent as a nanny, and you are also good at teaching children. Why don't such 'polite' children go to school? It's getting rude."

"Auntie nanny, what are you talking to her about? Let's go back to grandma for comment. I want grandma to fix her up, rob my uncle, and beat me, shameless!" Mu Jianhong spat at Qiaosha again.

Qiaosha couldn't bear it, even if she was a three-year-old child, she should be slapped for spitting like this. If you indulge a bad habit once, you will definitely act recklessly in the future.

"Try to spit it out again?" She pointed to Mu Jianhong's mouth.

Before he spit out a mouthful of saliva, he slapped Mu Jianhong's open mouth with a slap.

"Woo..." This time Mu Jianhong really cried, and Dou Da's tears fell down.

The nanny was terrified when she saw this, she quickly picked him up, and stared at Qiao Sha, "If my wife scolds me, I will say that you beat me, Miss Qiao doesn't recognize her identity, this is Xiang's family, not yours !” After saying that, he turned around and left.

Qiaosha has really seen it, the bully is the face of a dog, she thought it was only on TV, but unexpectedly she met it, what kind of dog is raised by such an owner.

Alas, it's just that she looks like this, how can she go to see grandma?

While thinking, Qiaosha took out a tissue from her bag, and lowered her head to wipe the half-dried mud.

A tall figure instantly covered her, with a big hand occupying her waist.

Qiaosha knew who it was without looking, "Your good nephew did a good job."

"I'm sorry to have wronged you." He said as he checked her clothes.

"Why did you come so soon, why didn't you listen to how your mother counted me behind my back?"

"Just make sarcastic remarks." He raised his hand and tapped her forehead, holding her hand, "Go, I'll take you to change clothes."

"Where to change?" Qiao Sha asked, but saw him pulling her straight towards the old lady's house.

"To grandma's, of course."

"Grandma has clothes that suit me?" she wondered.

10 in [-] minutes

Qiao Sha appeared in a sky blue cheongsam, which matched her light blue mid-heel leather shoes.

Xiang Yi Ting walked over with eyes full of admiration, turned around to look at her, stretched out his hand to let down her long hair, and murmured a few times, "Beauty, big beauty, I have really good eyesight!"

Looking at the old lady, she gouged out her eyes angrily, "Boy, I gave you all the clothes at the bottom of grandma's box, can't it be beautiful? I haven't worn this one when I was young, and I hid it well. It hasn't deteriorated at all, it looks like new clothes, and girl Shasha looks good in them." The more she talked, the happier she became, thinking of the few cheongsams damaged by Mrs. Xiang, she sighed angrily and regretfully, "If it weren't for you Mom ruined those cheongsams, I still want to give them to Sasha."

"Grandma, you can keep the clothes. They are the treasures given to you by grandpa. How can you give them away easily? Even if you want to give Sasha clothes, you have to give them to me, right? If it's your turn, don't join in the fun. "Xiang Yi Ting said while reaching out for Qiao Sha's hair.

"Yo, you can still do your hair." Qiao Sha teased him.

"How about it, you have discovered another advantage of me. It is not a loss to marry me." He said triumphantly.