Rebirth in the 70s: Crazy criticizing spoiled husband for being clingy

There were quite a few people around the execution ground.

The truck drove in and stopped in the center, and the condemned prisoners jumped out one after another.

Qian Meining had just jumped down and was about to rush out. Looking at the direction, it was clearly the direction where Xiang Qing and the other five were.

However, he was still suppressed by the upright and kind-hearted police comrades. He was sent back to the team to stand up, and then put on a black hood.

Wen Mubai watched the scene calmly, and all that flashed in his mind was the vicious look of Qian Meining when he was a child.

Now that he was thinking about it, he felt like he was leaving the world after a thousand sails.

Shaking his head, he shook away the dangerous thoughts. He didn't want to leave the mortal world. He was greedy for the tightness of this mortal world.

There were crowds of people around. He looked around and found Liang Wenci. The grandson was standing directly opposite them, where Qian Meining's back was turned.

At the back of the crowd, there was no wave of expression on his face.

Wen Mubai raised the corner of his mouth mockingly, thinking that he would write a letter to his boss when he got back.

It is said that Liang Wenci looked disgusted when he witnessed his mother's death, and he did not even see his mother for the last time.

As for whether it is true or not, that doesn't matter. As long as the leader believes it is true, it is true.

Liang Wenci, who was opposite him, really couldn't explain how this felt in his heart. He was grateful to Qian Meining, but he was more resentful.

I blame her for having the child stolen from her in the first place.

He blamed her for mistreating Su Wenjin.

Blame her for revealing all this again.

He even blamed her for committing murder.

If she hadn't switched children and she hadn't enjoyed the resources of the Su family and the Xiang family, she wouldn't be so unfair.

If she hadn't abused Su Wenjin, even after the incident, it wouldn't have been so irreversible.

If she hadn't revealed everything, even with the reputation of being the descendant of a bad element, the Su family, the Xiang family, and even Zhou Deqing's connections would have paved the way for him and protected him.

If she hadn't killed someone, she wouldn't have been in trouble after changing her job and would have been looked down upon and manipulated by others.

But he also clearly knew that she was doing it for his own good, even if it was mixed with his own unwillingness.

It's also for your own good.

As a result, he couldn't complain with all his heart, and he couldn't feel any gratitude at all.

The whole person is very contradictory.

Now he looked at his mother standing there, feeling more relieved.

He didn't know why he was relieved. He just felt relaxed and relaxed, as if the mountain pressing on him had been removed.

But Qian Meining is dead, and his son, a murderer, has been publicized to everyone, so how can he relax.

His complex emotions caused his expressionless expression.

He never expected that this could also be the reason for Su Wenjin to frame him.

Gradually, the sun rises high.

God has given me face. It is a sunny day today, and the sun is shining brightly. I guarantee that even if Qian Meining dies, he will not turn into a ghost.

At eleven fifty-five, the gun was loaded.

At 11:58, the black hood was taken off.

Twelve o'clock: "Bang, bang, bang!"

The moment the gun rang out, Wen Mubai covered Tang Banxia's eyes: "Don't look at it, it's dirty."

Tang Banxia was covered obediently.

Feeling Xiang Qing's body trembling next to her, he held her arm to comfort her.

Xiang Qing held hers with her backhand.

Wen Mubai watched without blinking.

He saw Qian Meining fall down after the gunshot, he saw Qian Meining's expression of death with eyes open, and he also saw Liang Wenci turning around and leaving.

After it was confirmed that everyone was dead, the police comrades evacuated, and some family members of the death row prisoners came forward to collect their bodies.

Some of them were considered unlucky even by their families, so they had no choice but to leave them exposed in the sun, waiting for the police comrades to collect the bodies the next day.

Among them was Qian Meining, Liang Wenci, her own son, who didn't collect her body for her, and even less likely her enemy, Wen Mubai.

It wasn't until the crowd gradually dissipated that Wen Mubai said, "Let's go too."

He never let go of the hand covering Tang Banxia's eyes, half-armed her shoulders, and then let go after walking out of the execution ground.

The moment Tang Banxia was let go, he looked at Wen Mubai and observed his face carefully, "Are you okay?"

Wen Mubai shrugged: "It couldn't be better." The great revenge was avenged, so there was nothing wrong with him.

The moment the bell rang, the last trace of resentment in his heart dissipated.

From then on, his name was Wen Mubai, the Tang family's adopted son-in-law Wen Mubai.

His eyes were smiling: "Daughter-in-law, are you hungry? Can I take you to eat something delicious?"

This time, Tang Banxia confirmed that he was really fine, "Let's send mom back first."

Xiang Qing was in a very bad state at the moment, her face was pale and her eyes were empty and lifeless. If it weren't for Tang Banxia's support, she wouldn't even be able to walk.

"Okay, just listen to my wife."

An Yancheng and Wang Wei had no other opinions.

In the morning, Xiang Qing told them which guest house he was staying in. Wen Mubai would lead the way, and the group sent Xiang Qing back.

Zhou Deqing was waiting outside. When he saw Xiang Qing's appearance, the air-conditioning around him was released, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Wen Mubai was dissatisfied with the tone of his questioning and wanted to reply loudly, but Tang Banxia beat him to it: "Mom became like this after seeing the shooting. She didn't respond no matter how we called her on the way."

Zhou Deqing's eyebrows bulged and he called out, "Qingqing, it's me, Qingqing."

Tang Banxia:...

Wen Mubai:...

An Yancheng, Wang Wei:....

There is a very tall man, who calls himself Qingqing.

"Ahem, what about that, Mr. Zhou, if there's nothing else, we'll go back first, and I'll leave it to you, Mom." Tang Banxia quickly reminded.

There are still juniors on the street. If you want to talk privately, please go back.

Zhou Deqing gave a cold "hmm" and hugged Xiang Qing into the guest house.

Wen Mubai was dissatisfied: "Daughter-in-law, what do you think of his attitude?"

"Whatever." Tang Banxia said indifferently: "Do you still expect others to be kind to your ex-husband's son?"

At first glance, this Mr. Zhou seems to be in a high position, and his aura of calmness and self-power cannot be cultivated at the bottom.

What's more, he seems to have a cold temperament.

"I'm just dissatisfied with his attitude towards you." Wen Mubai chirped.

He himself doesn't care about this person's attitude, but he doesn't care about his wife's bad attitude.

"He's also worried about his wife, isn't he?" Tang Banxia pulled him out and said, "I'm hungry. Why don't you take me to eat something delicious?"

"Let's go, I know a small private restaurant that makes particularly delicious fish." As soon as he heard that his wife was hungry, Wen Mubai immediately forgot about everything.

After catching up with his wife, they walked side by side.

Behind them, An Yancheng and Wang Wei always kept a distance of ten feet away, so as not to disturb the two of them, but also to ensure that they could respond immediately if there was an accident.

the other side.

In the guest house, Zhou Deqing took Xiang Qing back to the room. Zhou Wanwan was so frightened that she cried when she saw her mother like this.

Zhou Deqing comforted one side and reassured the other side.

Until, Xiang Qing's eyes started to shine. She looked at her crying daughter and worried husband, her tears fell quickly, and she choked out: "Qingqing."

Zhou Deqing hugged her as if feeling distressed.

Xiang Qing cried loudly, and Zhou Wanwan also cried hard.

The two mothers cried one after another, their voices getting louder than the other.

The guest house itself was not soundproof. Liang Wenci stood downstairs, listening silently with his head lowered...

It wasn't until the crying upstairs subsided that he walked upstairs and knocked on the door...