The Only Favorite Ugly Husband

Jiang Zhen turned a deaf ear to Mrs. Jiang's scolding, but once again he clearly realized the status of Mrs. Jiang in this family.

If Boss Jiang was idle and lazy, he wouldn't be surprised that Jiang Zhen was rejected by his family, but in fact, Boss Jiang was doing most of the physical work in this family.

In the past two years, Boss Jiang has always felt that his body is sore and his feet are heavy, and he can't do anything. However, at the request of his parents, he still works in the fields all day long.He never spoke or communicated with others. He lived a difficult and muddled life, and the only consolation was the occasional "Brother" from Jiang Xiaomei, giving him a little attention.

"You bastard..." Mrs. Jiang was still cursing, but Jiang Zhen suddenly stepped forward, sat down at the table, took chopsticks and started eating.

"Who allowed you to eat at the table?" Mrs. Jiang was already furious, but she became even angrier when she saw Jiang Zhen sitting at the table.

By the way, Boss Jiang has not been allowed to eat at the table all the time. Usually, everyone has finished eating, and he eats some leftovers while washing the dishes. Occasionally, if there is no leftovers, he can only starve .

Fortunately, when cooking with an iron pot, there is always a layer of hard and unpalatable rice crust. It is this layer of rice crust that keeps Boss Jiang from starving to death.

Jiang Zhen just pretended not to hear Mrs. Jiang's words, and ate vegetables with chopsticks.He didn't have a job, so he just kept eating vegetables. Because he didn't fully recover, he didn't dare to eat too much meat, so he only ate half meat and half vegetarian dishes.

But old lady Jiang couldn't take it anymore, she stood up and grabbed the bowls and chopsticks in Jiang Zhen's hand: "This dish is to be saved for tomorrow, who allows you to eat it?"

Saying that, the thin old lady Jiang stood up, took a broom from the side, and was about to beat Jiang Zhen.

When Mrs. Jiang stood up, Jiang Zhen also stood up. He took the old lady Jiang's big bowl filled with two chicken legs, pulled a large bowl of rice from the rice bucket next to it, and put it in. The bowls were piled up to the top.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Second Jiang frowned when he saw that Boss Jiang had taken the chicken legs for his son. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Zhen holding the bowl in one hand and grabbing the corner of the table with the other. The table was overturned directly.

The wooden Eight Immortals table fell to the ground, several porcelain bowls on the table were broken, and the dishes were all mixed together on the ground.

Jiang Xiaomei was holding chopsticks in one hand and chicken wings in the other, and she was completely stunned. Old man Jiang, who was sitting opposite to Boss Jiang, was the first to bear the brunt of the table being overturned. , Even Mrs. Jiang, who was about to hit someone with a broom, was stunned.

Boss Jiang has always been quiet, and they all thought that he would probably be beaten without saying a word. They never thought that...

"Damn you, you dared to lift the table, you turned against you!" Mrs. Jiang rushed towards Jiang Zhen with a broom.There were a lot of good ingredients in that table of dishes, and now half of them were ruined by such a fall, and a lot of dishes were broken, and she was so distressed that she couldn't breathe.

Boss Jiang would call her standing up, but Jiang Zhen couldn't.Holding the big bowl with two chicken legs and one bowl of rice, he walked away from Mrs. Jiang and entered the utility room of Jiang's house, which was also where Mr. Jiang lived.

"You bastard, you're out of order!" Mrs. Jiang chased after her, and was about to enter the utility room to beat someone, but Jiang Zhen had already bolted the door inside, so how could Mrs. Jiang get in?

But she couldn't get in, but she could swear outside, and the words of swearing came out of her mouth without interruption, as if the person in the room was not her son, but the enemy who killed her whole family.

But in fact, Jiang Zhen'e never harmed her.

When Old Man Jiang went to join the army, he really had nothing to do with Boss Jiang. Even if she hadn’t given birth to Boss Jiang and had a son by his side, everyone would have thought he was dead after serving in the army for five years. Under such circumstances, the Jiang family uncle might have taken the field away.

Later, Mrs. Jiang's life got better and better, and she was inseparable from Mrs. Jiang - Mrs. Jiang wanted her mother to treat him better, but Mrs. Jiang did everything according to her advice.

Hearing the voices outside, Jiang Zhen felt sullen in his heart, making him unavoidably irritable.

With a sneer, Jiang Zhen dug out a machete from the utility room, stepped forward and opened the door.

"Little bastard..." Mrs. Jiang opened her mouth to curse when she saw the door opened, but stopped abruptly.

There was a knife, a big knife facing her face, shining a dark light in the dark night, looking murderous, if she rushed forward quickly, she might be cut in the face by this knife up.

"You scold, keep scolding, come on!" Jiang Zhen took a knife and took a step forward with a sneer.

The old lady Jiang shrank her neck subconsciously and stepped back, looking at Jiang Zhen as if she had seen a ghost: "You, you..."

"Continue to scold you if you have the ability, believe it or not, I will hack you to death!" Jiang Zhen looked at Mrs. Jiang with a ruthless gaze. He actually advocates violence. He has the urge to pinch someone's neck. Speaking of it, it is really thanks to the psychiatrist and the brainwashing education in the army that he can't kill civilians and protect the people, so that he didn't become a murderer, and even died trying to save others.

Mrs. Jiang was very arrogant at home, but she didn't dare to use a knife with others. Seeing Jiang Zhen holding a knife with a fierce look, her legs couldn't help shaking, and then her legs went limp. Still slumped to the ground.For some reason, she felt that her son was really going to kill her.

This little beast!

"You'd better not bother me!" Jiang Zhen waved the knife in his hand, returned to the room with a cold snort, and slammed the door shut again, leaving only the Jiang family outside looking at him in shock. door.

This... this... is this person still the honest boss Jiang?

Old man Jiang is a butcher. He looks very strong. He was doused with dishes just now. He wanted to teach his eldest son a lesson, but when he saw the knife and heard his son's cold voice, he didn't dare to move it. .

Jiang's second child, his wife Huang Shi and Jiang Xiaomei didn't dare to move any more, they all stood there dumbfounded.

"That bastard..." Mrs. Jiang was still in shock, but she began to curse, and after cursing, she couldn't help shaking.

"Ahem, well, today is the wedding night of the third son's bridal chamber, so let's stop arguing, lest the third daughter-in-law see the joke." Old man Jiang said, and then looked at the second son: "Chengcai, you and your daughter-in-law go back to the room Go, don't wake up Yuanwen with such a big commotion."

Old man Jiang gave Mrs. Jiang a step down, and Mrs. Jiang, who was still in shock, walked down.

She was so angry now that she wanted to beat her eldest son severely, but what happened just now still scared her.

Wait until tomorrow to clean up that little bastard!Mrs. Jiang got up from the ground and felt distressed seeing the mess in the main room, so she hurriedly greeted Jiang Xiaomei: "Little sister, little sister! Go and pick up those vegetables, especially the meat, you can still eat it after washing! "

The Jiang family is considered a wealthy family in Hexi Village, but they cannot afford to live in a brick and tile house. Their house is firmly rammed with earth. Although there are beams and tiles on the top, the bottom is still mud. On the mud floor, there is really no way to eat it without washing it.

"There are only a few bowls in the house, and several of them were broken at once. Why doesn't the debt collector die?" Mrs. Jiang felt a throbbing pain in her heart when she saw the broken pieces of the porcelain bowls.

Jiang Xiaomei is usually very favored at home, but at this time she dared not say a word. She silently packed away the edible ones and fed the inedible ones to the pigs. After drinking the bowl, I went to bed.

The Jiang family all went to sleep, and there was no movement outside, so Jiang Zhen could finally sleep peacefully.

After chasing old lady Jiang away and closing the door, he collapsed on the ground—this body is really useless.

The top priority is to take good care of your body.

There is no bed in this utility room, but there is a lot of straw piled up in the corner, and there is Boss Jiang's bed.

The land in the south of the Yangtze River is fertile, and every household grows rice. Except for the Zhao family who are too poor and have to eat sweet potatoes to satisfy their hunger every day, most people eat rice for one meal and rice porridge for two meals, and they use it for cooking. Firewood, mainly straw.

Zhao's family has a lot of land and straw. Boss Jiang dug a hole in the straw pile in Jiang's utility room to live in. It won't be frozen, but it's a bit uncomfortable to sleep like this.

Jiang Zhen has the memory of Boss Jiang. Originally, after returning to Jiang's house, he wanted to occupy the bed of old man Jiang and old lady Jiang to sleep. After all, old lady Jiang would not treat him badly. Still didn't do that, not for anything else, just because there was a knife in the utility room where Boss Jiang lived, and right now, he needs to have enough deterrent power.

Old man Jiang is a butcher. He has two knives in his hand. One is a sharp knife for piercing the neck of a pig. It is less than a foot long and no more than two fingers wide. The ax is similar, and this knife is the one that Jiang Zhen used to scare people before.

Jiang Zhen got into the thatch pile, put the knife beside him, and fell asleep again, until the light came in through the window paper, and finally woke up.

After a night of sleep, Jiang Zhen felt much lighter and stronger. He got out of the straw hole covered with a few rags, and slowly took the bowl of rice he took before overturning the table yesterday. ate up.

This ancient rice is not as clean as later generations when it is shelled and peeled off, but the rice of Jiang’s family is relatively good. On the one hand, Jiang Lao Er and Jiang Lao San don’t like to eat rice that makes their throats louder, and on the other hand, Jiang There are several pigs at home, and the rice bran can be used to feed the pigs.

Jiang Zhen chewed the rice in the bowl slowly, ate half of it in one go, and ate another chicken leg, then went to the haystack again, and continued to rest.