Chapter 393: Ruthless
Thinking of Grandma Jiang's words, Zhuzi was in a good mood, so he said: "It's looking for Uncle Jianjun, but it's okay to tell Aunt Yulan about this, Grandma Jiang said to let you go back early tomorrow morning, saying that you haven't been back for a long time, and the family thinks strangely." ”
"What did you say?"
Qian Yulan's face changed suddenly.
Qian Yulan is not afraid of heaven and earth, and what she is most afraid of is her mother-in-law, Mrs. Jiang.
Since she went to the army to make a fuss, and Jiang Jianjun came back from the army, the old lady hated her.
cried and made trouble to ask Jiang Jianjun to divorce her, if she hadn't had good news at that time, maybe the two of them would really let the old immortal break up.
These old ladies are also haunted, in addition to the salary and food of the two of them have to be handed over to the family, and it is also stipulated that they must go back once a month.
Every time I go back, I never have a good face, and I scold her at every turn.
So Qian Yulan didn't want to go back to the countryside at all, she didn't go back last month under the pretext that Jiayin wanted to take the monthly exam, and she didn't see the old lady's face, she felt a lot more relaxed.
Biting her lip, Qian Yulan wanted to find another excuse, adjusted her tone, and Qian Yulan brought a little smile on her face, "Zhuzi, look, it's not that I won't go back with your Uncle Jianjun, it's that your sister Jiayin was sick and injured some time ago, and I can't be busy with your Uncle Jianjun, so I can't take care of it." ”
"Zhuzi, why don't you do your aunt a favor and go back and talk to your Grandma Jiang, and say that we will go back next month?"
The pillar is also a bad one, so he waited for Qian Yulan to please him before he spoke:
"That's okay, I'll go back and tell Grandma Jiang about this."
"Hey, hey, yes, you can tell your grandmother Jiang well, just say that you can't leave the house, Zhuzi, you kid is sensible, you wait a while, auntie will go ......" As soon as Qian Yulan was happy, she wanted to go back and grab a melon seed or something, and this time she could also let Zhuzi talk to the old immortal.
As a result, the pillar didn't want to eat her mouthful at all.
"Aunt Yulan, don't be busy, Grandma Jiang said, Jiang Jiayin's monthly exam has been a few days, if you don't have time to go back, then she and Grandpa Jiang will come over, it just so happens that they also miss their granddaughter."
"I've got it, Aunt Yulan, then I'll go back."
Qian Yulan looked at the pillar that was walking away, and was angry.
This old immortal threatened her from time to time that they had moved into this house, and he would come and live with them.
Phew, she won't let the old immortal live in.
This house belongs to her Qian Yulan one day, and it will always be her Qian Yulan's.
It's just that no matter how ruthless Qian Yulan was, early the next morning, the couple still packed up a lot of food and returned to the countryside with their two daughters.
The Jiang family's yard is not bad in the village, after all, there is Jiang Jianjun, a filial son, who goes home from time to time to get money and things, and he has a new house a few years ago, and his life is good.
Jiang Jianjun grew up in Jiangjia Village since he was a child, and he didn't go out until he became a soldier, and when he came back from the army, he worked in the county textile factory, and basically went back to the countryside to see his parents during the New Year's holidays or once a month.
The old couple of the Jiang family gave birth to two sons and a daughter, and one daughter married in a nearby city, and they did not necessarily come back once a year, so they lived with their eldest son.
Jiang Jianye, the boss of Jiang, gave birth to three children with his wife Ma Chunju, and the family made a living from farming in the village.
"Mom, Dad, we're back." As soon as she arrived at the Jiang family's courtyard, Qian Yulan was even more attentive than Jiang Jianjun's son, and hurriedly greeted her with a smile.
"Do you know to come back? I don't even remember where you open the door, why, do I have to take eight sedan chairs to carry you? ”