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

Mingzhu laughed, and then his eyes turned cold: "Then let's see first who will be ruined first. Just go ahead and spread rumors. I, Mingzhu, have dealt with so many bitches. If I'm afraid of you, Old man, then write my name backwards."

Old Mrs. Feng gritted her teeth in anger when she saw that Mingzhu was not getting enough oil and salt. She couldn't get a job or a prescription. She also lost a good helper in Jiang Zhen. So wouldn't they lose money?

Anyway, if you don't have a good time, their family won't have a good time either!

"Okay, since you don't eat the toast and get the penalty drink, don't blame me for being rude!"

The old lady turned around and pushed Feng Desheng, "Let's go out and make a fuss. They won't be able to hold their heads up because of the fuss."

Feng Desheng pouted at a few people, covered his face and walked out. As he walked, he was already acting out. He covered the injury on his face and screamed, ouch, ouch.

However, Feng Qiaozhen felt something was wrong. Mingzhu was too calm now. She had fought with Mingzhu so many times. She knew Mingzhu too well. If she was not completely sure, she would never ignore Jiang Duo's reputation.

Thinking of something, she immediately turned around and chased out, grabbing the old lady: "Mom, stop making trouble, something is wrong."

The seriousness on Feng Qiaozhen's face made Mrs. Feng look more serious. She knew her daughter well and had always obeyed her family's instructions over the years.

"what happened?"

"When you said you were going to make trouble just now, Mingzhu's face was too calm. She must have been fully prepared. As long as we make trouble, she will be able to catch us. When the time comes...as long as she comes up with evidence to fight back against us , we’re doomed.”

Mrs. Feng sneered disdainfully: "Why are you so cowardly? No wonder I was targeted at home. How can a little bitch go to hell? As long as we insist that it was Jiang Duo who beat your brother, they will Without evidence, there will always be people with bad minds who will believe us."

"No, what if she has evidence? I'm afraid we are all being plotted by Mingzhu." Feng Qiaozhen recalled it carefully. This matter was too wrong.

If she had followed the Jiang family's style, her mother and her brother would have annoyed them as long as they made trouble outside the gate of the family compound. At most, they would just ignore it and not compromise, but they would never think of letting Jiang Shoucheng out. Hold up big-character posters and evidence as a way to clarify yourself.

After all, this is not a very decent thing for the Jiang family.

Unless... someone gave them a trick from behind. Only the country woman Mingzhu could think of such a bastard method.

She even suspected that Mingzhu's plan to bring her mother's family to the door was part of Mingzhu's plan, because the Jiang family had behaved so strangely just now.

Her mother was so aggressive, but they rarely responded. The person in charge was always the little bitch.

So, something is wrong.

Hearing that Feng Desheng was already at the door and howling loudly, Feng Qiaozhen reacted and ran out quickly, covering Feng Desheng's mouth: "Desheng, don't shout, this is a trap!"

The old lady pinched Feng Qiaozhen: "Why are you so timid?"

Feng Qiaozhen lowered her voice and said: "Mingzhu has a set of film-making equipment in her hands. I'm afraid that just after we arrived, we have fallen into someone else's scheme and been recorded."

The two wives remembered that Feng Qiaozhen came to the house and told them that the Jiang family's granddaughter-in-law had obtained evidence of Ning Shuang's crime by making a movie and sent Ning Shuang to prison.

She thought about the little bitch's words inside just now, which were indeed instructive and made them say a lot of things out of anger.

Mrs. Feng really didn't dare to frame her. If Mingzhu really produced evidence, wouldn't they also have to go to jail?

Feng De was so angry that he stamped his feet: "Then what should we do about this matter? Mom, we have been wasting two days in vain? And sister, I was beaten by your son, you have to pay for my medical expenses."

"I'm about to be divorced. If you don't help me quickly, how dare you ask me for medical expenses? Have I not given you enough over the years? Your brother-in-law only said four thousand, but how much did I give you? How much do you think I have given you? Don't you have any idea?"

"Then who's to blame? Isn't it your fault for not living up to your expectations? Your parents tried their best to marry you into this high-end compound to be the eldest daughter-in-law. But in the end, you can't even stand upright and are bullied like this. It's useless. !”

"you……"

"Okay, shut up." Old Mrs. Feng stood in the yard and pondered for a while, pulling Feng Qiaozhen. "Since the work cannot be negotiated, we have to get the bitch's prescription. Our family depends on this, so we can You will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life, so you can’t give up.”

Feng Qiaozhen agreed, after all, that thing is really selling very hot now, and it is all real money. Compared with those useless names of good jobs, money is still useful.

But Feng Qiaozhen looked solemn: "I want it too, but if the little girl doesn't give it to me, we can't get it."

The old lady thought for a while, then took her children and returned to the house.

A group of people in the restaurant had just finished their meal and came to the sofa to drink tea.

Seeing that the three mothers were back, Mingzhu leaned against Jiang Duo and looked at the three of them: "Hey, didn't you go out to ruin my man's reputation? Why are you back again? Don't you dare not do it."

Hearing Mingzhu's deliberately provocative words, Mrs. Feng also confirmed what Feng Qiaozhen said just now.

It seemed like there was something really wrong with this woman, and she was impatiently waiting to find someone to blame. Fortunately, she didn't go.

Feng Qiaozhen looked serious: "Mingzhu, we are all one family. As a junior, why do you have to be so obsessive?"

"A family? That's your idea, don't involve us," Jiang Shoucheng said, looking at the guard: "Please get these three people out and inform the guard post. Before this family comes to come to my father in the future, they must come first." Ask if my home will accept you."

The guard responded and was about to chase the person away when the old lady stepped forward and said, "Shou Cheng, you are really capable. You were just pretending to be submissive without saying anything before."

Jiang Shoucheng's face showed the calmness inherent in the Jiang family, and he glanced at Feng Qiaozhen in a cold tone: "At that time, I regarded Feng Qiaozhen as my lover, and I could bear whatever I could for her, but now... ...She and I are going to divorce, so your family will no longer have any relationship with mine."

Feng Qiaozhen gritted her teeth: "Jiang Shoucheng, how many times do you have to say, if I don't divorce you, can you stop dreaming?"

The old lady interrupted Feng Qiaozhen: "Shou Cheng, Mom will ask you one last time, do you have to divorce this marriage?"

Jiang Shoucheng's eyes were serious: "Yes, we must leave."

"Very good. Since you are determined to get a divorce, our Feng family is not unreasonable. We can divorce, but my daughter gave you half her life and gave birth to three children of the Jiang family. This matter cannot be simple. She's divorced, you have to make it up to her."

When Feng Qiaozhen heard this, she looked angry: "Mom, what are you talking about? I won't divorce!"

Mrs. Feng gave her a gouging look: "People don't want you anymore, so don't beg for nothing. Isn't it ugly?"

"mom!"

"Shut up," Mrs. Feng frowned and looked at Jiang Shoucheng with a domineering expression: "As long as Mingzhu gives us the formula in her hand, you and Qiaozhen can divorce immediately!"