The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

Feng Desheng's eyes shrank, but then he raised his head arrogantly: "I bought it."

"Really?" Mingzhu chuckled, "Then where did the money for you buy the house come from? Not to mention you earned it, everyone here knows that you have never done any serious work in your life, centimeter You haven't even earned a few cents, and your family has always been poor. Life only started to get better after marrying my uncle. So how will you use the money to buy a house? Unless you steal!"

"Fuck you, my house belongs to me, so stop talking about your house!"

Jiang Duo stepped forward with a calm face, "Please clean your mouth for me."

Mingzhu grabbed Jiang Duo to prevent him from beating the other party just to vent his anger. Now is the time for negotiation, so there is no need to be angry.

The other party was obviously afraid of Jiang Duo's momentum, and the arrogance on his face had calmed down a bit.

Mingzhu looked at Jiang Duo with a smile: "Why are you angry with this kind of person? We can now reasonably suspect that his big house has a bad origin. Jiang Duo, we have to report the case. The matter of the house must be investigated carefully. .”

When Mrs. Feng heard the report, she knew that her son was used to petty thefts. If he was really caught, he would definitely suffer a loss, so she immediately stood in front of Feng Desheng.

"You little daughter-in-law really don't know what to say. My house is coming from the right place. My son doesn't make money, but I have raised a good daughter. The house was bought with the money my daughter paid to honor our old couple. She is my daughter, It is only natural for her to give me money, she is just a brother, and it is what she should do to help her brother buy a house."

"Oh? So that's what you think!"

Feng Qiaozhen's face was a little stiff. She gave her family money to buy a house. Everyone in the Jiang family knew about it, but now Mingzhu said it in a weird way. What does this mean?

This woman is very scary, so be careful.

Feng Qiaozhen frowned: "Mingzhu, what...what do you want to say?"

Mingzhu ignored her, but turned to look at the old man: "Grandpa, my uncle has been married for so many years, and my aunt has given you and grandma money. Have you ever been filial to you?"

"Haha," when he mentioned this, the old man sneered: "In more than 30 years, I have only seen my second and third daughter-in-law's money. The eldest daughter-in-law has never had a dime. Every time she comes to my house, she always takes food and money. Don’t leave empty-handed.”

Feng Qiaozhen gritted her teeth, "What on earth do you want to do? Dig into my old scores?"

"Ms. Feng, you have already brought your mother's family and your son back to blackmail the Jiang family and ruin the reputation of the Jiang family. Then the Jiang family will settle the score with you, but it won't be too much. The uncle has made money, and he will do it out of trust. He left it to you. He believed that you had the ability to make your family live a good life, educate your children well, and be filial to both parents, but how did you do it?

Just take care of your mother's family and not your husband's family. What, only your parents need to be filial. Your uncle's parents are not human beings, right? You sold the wedding house that your grandparents gave you to support your parents' family, and you used your uncle's salary to support your parents' family. From beginning to end, your parents need to be supported, and your parents-in-law, husband, and children are just for your use. Tools, right. "

Everyone in the family knew about this matter, but no one actually brought it to light and interviewed her in front of her. What right did the new daughter-in-law have to accuse herself?

She never felt that she had done anything wrong, and simply choked out: "My husband's family is having a good time, my mother's family is not, so what's wrong with me helping out?"

"What's wrong? You've been helping until the end. Your parents' family lives in a large courtyard house, and each person has a room. However, the uncle and the three children of the Jiang family have to squeeze into the uncle's apartment. Is this an ordinary help? It's obvious. It’s eating the inside out!”

Hearing what Mingzhu said, Jiang Zhen, who had been standing by his grandmother's house, frowned, as if some thoughts were turning in his mind.

Feng Qiaozhen's face turned serious: "Over there...the big house over there is in a remote location, and it's not convenient for us to live there."

"Oh, really? I'm afraid they won't let you live there at all."

Mrs. Feng said with a cold face: "Stop talking nonsense and sowing discord. Of course my own children can live here."

"That's right. My uncle has retired and the apartment will be vacated in a few days. He will stay with grandpa. Auntie, you can just take your children. Go and take the Jiang family and uncle's You will live with your loved ones in the big house you bought with your money."

When Feng Desheng heard this, he immediately jumped: "No, the house over there is not enough for me. Sister, don't listen to this little bitch... this woman's nonsense."

Feng Qiaozhen looked up at her brother in surprise. She had no intention of living in the house she bought with her own money, but this bastard refused to let her go in front of so many people, especially Jiang Shoucheng and Jiang Zhen. Come on, isn’t this a shame?

He...is a slut who doesn't hesitate to mess around!

Mrs. Feng realized that Feng Desheng's words were unpleasant and hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Qiaozhen, your brother didn't mean that. It's too far over there and it's not convenient for the children to commute to get off work. It's not like here..."

Mingzhu interrupted Mrs. Feng: "Old lady, you have stretched your hand too far. Even my grandfather's house is under your control?"

"Jiang Zhen and Jiang Fei are descendants of the Jiang family, why can't they live here?"

Mingzhu seemed to have heard some big joke: "The night before yesterday, you instigated Jiang Zhen to help you work together to plot against my uncle. When you detained my uncle, why didn't you say that he was a son of the Jiang family? Now he is helping you It broke my uncle's heart. Now you remember that he is a descendant of the Jiang family. Do you think he is a grandma like you? You are just a shameless white-eyed wolf!"

"You..." Mrs. Feng was so angry that her hair turned black. When she looked sideways at Jiang Zhen, she saw that Jiang Zhen's eyes were full of doubts and indifference when he looked at her.

She shook her head: "Xiao Zhen, don't stop this woman from talking nonsense. Grandma loves you the most."

After she explained, she looked directly at the old man and asked angrily: "My in-laws, what do you mean by letting your granddaughter-in-law take charge of the family now, and insulting your in-laws like this?"

The old man sat on the chair and watched Mingzhu quarrel with others. He felt so happy, but his face was calm: "I, an old and rotten person, have long been unable to keep up with the thoughts of young people, so who in my family has the ability now?" Whoever has the right will have the final say.”

Mingzhu raised her eyebrows at the old lady proudly.

The old lady's face was dark, which made it clear that she didn't take the Feng family seriously.

"Okay, I see you don't want to talk to us at all. You still want to see me continue to make trouble, right? OK, I'll give up on this old face. Desheng, let's go. From today on, I will live here It’s at the gate of the family courtyard.”

Mingzhu glanced sideways at Jiang Zhen, and said in a deep voice to the couple who were about to leave: "Stop!"

The old lady sneered coldly: "Why, are you afraid now? Are you afraid of ruining your reputation? What were you doing just now? You agreed to my conditions long ago, right..."

"Old lady, you play too much. You like to go to the gate and act as a watchdog for us. If someone from our Jiang family comes out to stop you, it's because we are ignorant. But you came all the way. , the account still needs to be settled!"