Military marriage, the last big man married the soldier king, the stronger the stronger

There were six beds in the room, and including Ji Xiaocao, there were only three patients living there.

One of the patients was about 40 years old, quiet, and had no caregiver around him, but he seemed easy to get along with.

The person who interrupted was an old lady who lived in the innermost seat near the window. She looked to be in her fifties, with gray hair and a pair of triangular eyes. She looked a little mean.

Jiang Yan turned her head to look at her. The old lady pouted and looked Jiang Yan up and down. Her eyes became more and more disdainful, as if Jiang Yan had done something shameful.

Jiang Yan didn't want to argue with such a unreasonable person, so she just pretended not to hear and continued to persuade Ji Xiaocao.

"How pitiful the children are without a mother. Your mother-in-law treats them badly. Your husband is no different from a blind man. He can't see the suffering of his wife and daughter. If you die, you will be relieved, but can you bear to watch the three children suffer? In the next few decades, whenever they have grievances and no one to tell, they will tell themselves that they are children without a mother to love them. Even their own mother doesn't love them. Who can they rely on? What did they do wrong? Do they have to be immersed in bitterness for the rest of their lives and follow your old path?"

After hearing this, Ji Xiaocao finally reacted. She looked at Jiang Yan and burst into tears, crying out all the grievances and pain in her heart.

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, what a mother could not bear the most was her child suffering. Ji Xiaocao was willing to sacrifice her own life, and nothing could move her except her child.

It’s okay to cry. Crying means you have the courage to face the future.

"Why are you howling? Are you crying out in grief? Has someone died in your family?" The old lady from before jumped out again, and the words she said were stinkier than the dung bucket in Liu Dafu's house.

"Cry, cry, cry, you are so unlucky, get out and wail. What a jinx, what a curse."

Ji Xiaocao was so scared that she shrank into the quilt, not daring to cry anymore, and could only sob quietly.

Jiang Yan glanced at the old lady coldly and said unceremoniously: "Old lady, take care of yourself. Anger is harmful to your health. Don't go there again."

"Oh, you bitch, you dare to curse me, you just can't stand seeing others doing well." The old lady spitted and pointed at Jiang Yan and cursed, "Looking at your coquettish look, I know you are not a good person. Do you know what it means to respect the elderly and love the young? You even bully an old lady, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning!"

Jiang Yan laughed, holding Ji Xiaocao's hand with one hand to give her strength, and pointed at the old lady with the other hand and said, "Don't bully me because I'm young. I'm also a big mouth. You're old and you don't keep your mouth shut. Aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to future generations? You're the meat that can't be sold in the dog days of summer. You're a stinky thing. You have a stinky mouth. It's like you've eaten shit. Take care of yourself."

"you you……"

The old lady was so angry that she sat on the bed, slapped her thighs and cried, "Oh my God..."

She had just started talking and hadn't gotten to the point when she heard Jiang Yan shout, "Nurse, someone here is practicing feudal superstition."

The old lady swallowed all the words she hadn't said out loud with a gulp. This was a very serious matter!

Jiang Yan looked at her with a smile, "My great-grandmother lived to be a hundred years old, and her eyes and ears were not deaf or blind. Do you know why?"

A hundred years old? That would make him a centenarian. Could it be that his family has some secret to longevity? Old people are most afraid of dying early. The old lady even forgot about the unpleasant things that happened before and asked quickly, "Why? What's the secret?"

"Because she never meddles in other people's business!"

The middle-aged woman in the middle bed couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The old lady was about to say something while gritting her teeth, but Jiang Yan spoke first.

"Don't take advantage of your age and think that everyone in the world has to give in to you. Let me tell you, I'm a tough guy. I have an older brother and a younger brother at home - who do you think you are?"

"I……"

"The old fat pig is on the chopping block - the one who is about to be chopped off, he is so shameless that he comes forward to be scolded. It's just like a dog biting a beggar - a beast bullying a human, a dog biting a puppet - there is no humanity at all."

The middle-aged woman was dumbfounded. She didn't expect that this pretty girl could be so sharp when scolding people!

Ji Xiaocao looked at Jiang Yan with admiration. If she was half as capable as the educated youth Xiao Jiang, she wouldn't have been bullied like that by Zhang Chunhua!

The old lady's eyes were about to pop out after being scolded by Jiang Yan, and she wanted to cry and throw a tantrum.

Jiang Yan stared at her viciously, as if to say, "If you dare to speak, I will kill you."

The old lady was so frightened that she shuddered and lay down quietly, not daring to fart.

Jiang Yan was the best at killing people and destroying their hearts. She used the old lady as an example, "Look, kind people are always bullied, and kind horses are always ridden. The arrogant are afraid of the stupid, and the stupid are afraid of the desperate! Your mother-in-law is a bully at home. If you were a little tougher, she wouldn't dare to bully you like this."

"Sister Xiaocao, it's good for us women to have our maternal family to rely on, but if we don't have our maternal family to rely on, will we die? You have to stand up for yourself to live a good life. If you keep giving in, people will only take advantage of you."

Ji Xiaocao did listen to her words, but she had lived under the care of her stepmother since she was a child and life was hard, so she had long been accustomed to being obedient and patient.

Swallow the grievance and taste the bitterness yourself.

"I, I'm not good at talking."

"There are ways to fight back if you're dumb. We don't hurt others, but we can't let others bully us. Think about your three daughters. Don't you want to set a good example for them?"

There was a hint of confusion and light in Ji Xiaocao's eyes. No one had ever told her these things.

Is that so?

"She gave birth to three daughters, no wonder she deserves to be bullied to death." The old lady forgot the pain after her wound healed, and she pouted with a look of disdain.

"Shut up, you."

Just as Jiang Yan finished speaking, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged man walked in, followed by a man with Tang syndrome, whose age could not be determined for a moment.

When the old lady saw the visitor, she burst into tears and said, "Son, your mother was bullied to death. She almost got beaten."

The man was ugly and had a fierce look on his face. After hearing what the old lady said, he searched the room with his eyes, "Who is that blind person who dares to scold my mother?"

He looked like a filial son, but when his eyes fell on Jiang Yan, they became sticky and greasy, making people feel sick.

"It's her, this vixen, who called me an old fool and wanted to beat me. Son, you go over and teach her a lesson."

The man's eyes flashed with excitement. Good job, good lesson. He would go over and hug the man first, and take the opportunity to touch him a few times...

Perhaps because he was thinking too happily, the expression on the man's face became more and more obscene. He stretched out his hand to Jiang Yan, staring straight at her face, "Let me see what's going on."