After being slag, I counterattacked

"Wedding?" Su Jinhe was surprised.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xichen asked.

"Are you sure you want to hold a wedding?" She seemed to still have a deep memory of what happened four years ago.

And it all started on the wedding day.

Seeing her expression, Jiang Xichen immediately understood, held her hand, and said, "It's all over, nothing will happen again."

Su Jinhe nodded, but her expression was still not very good.

Jiang Xichen hugged her into his arms distressedly, and said, "If you don't want to do it, then don't do it."

"No, let's do it, I'll make the preparations." Su Jinhe's attitude suddenly became firm.

Originally, he owed him this wedding, but because of her absence four years ago, he now owed him.

Thinking of his meticulous preparation four years ago, he was the one who had failed in the end, and his heart was full of guilt.

"Are you sure?" Jiang Xichen asked.

"Sure." Su Jinhe nodded solemnly.

"Okay." Jiang Xichen also agreed with confidence.

"Then what do you want? Is your thinking the same as it was four years ago?" Su Jinhe asked.

Jiang Xichen held her hand, kissed her and said, "You can make it whatever you want."

This is her wedding, so naturally she should like it.As long as she is happy, she is happy.

However, Su Jinhe thought of a video he had watched a few days ago, the prince married a woman from a brothel, and then the princess arranged the palace to look like a brothel.

"What are you thinking? It's so funny." Jiang Xichen's voice came from next to her ear, and she realized that she was in a daze.

"Is there?" She touched her face subconsciously, and the raised corners of her lips showed her happiness.

"Mama, you look so pretty when you smile." Su Xingchen praised.

"You're clever." Jiang Xichen scratched her nose with his finger.

Su Xingchen made faces at him.

"Really, I can do whatever I want?" Su Jinhe asked, as if he already had an idea.

"Well." He felt that she didn't need to ask at all, there was no doubt about it.

"Well... don't feel ashamed then." Su Jinhe was still a little uncertain.

"No matter how embarrassing it is, can it be more embarrassing than it was four years ago?"

"Jiang Xichen, you hold grudges!"

"I'm just sad." He said, clutching his left chest.

"Would you like to rub it for you?" Su Jinhe asked.

Jiang Xichen nodded.

Su Jinhe stretched out her hand, but he suppressed it, and whispered in her ear: "Knead again at night."

The tone is ambiguous, and adults can understand it.

"I'll ignore you." Su Jinhe withdrew her hand, pretending that nothing happened.

"Ma Ma, your face is so red." But Su Xingchen exposed it with a single word.

"Concentrate on eating." Su Jinhe picked up chopsticks and put them in a bowl for her, and tapped to remind her.

He tried to use his mother's "prestige" to suppress her.

But it worked, Su Xingchen really shut up and ate obediently.

After a short rest after dinner, the family strolled around the farm again, and then they were ready to go home.

Of course, the trunk was filled to the brim with what they picked.The fruit of his hard labor must be reluctant to sell, so Su Xingchen proposed to send some to the old house.

Jiang Xichen thought it was a good idea, so he went straight to the old house, planning to have dinner there before returning to Guanyuan.

Liang Anmo watched the car carrying their family of three drive away, and then opened the door of the car behind.

"Miss Liang!" Just as she was about to lift her legs up, the voice of the butler of the small building came from behind her.

"What's wrong?" Liang Anmo asked.

"What should I do with Mr. Mu's clothes?" the housekeeper asked for instructions.

Liang Anmo originally wanted to say he lost it, because someone like him wouldn't care.But when the words came to his lips, the scene of him circled him in front of the tree and cared about his own compensation flashed across.

What if he wants it on a whim?

Such a voice came out of her heart, and she changed her mind at the same time, reaching out to take it and saying, "Give it to me."

The butler of the small building naturally couldn't ask for it. He was most afraid of storing these things, and he couldn't throw them away.

When Liang Anmo got into the car, the driver had already started the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and chased after the car belonging to Jiang Xichen's family.

They had dinner in the old house, and Su Xingchen felt sleepy, so he simply stayed in the old house.

When there was no Liang Anmo, she asked the driver to take her to the subway station and then went home.

The dilapidated community far away in the suburbs is in stark contrast to the top-notch mansions in the sea of ​​snow and gold.

If it were a woman with a wicked mind who experienced this kind of contrast stimulation every day, she would be out of normal psychology long ago.

Liang Anmo is not psychologically unbalanced, because she has learned from the hardships of childhood that she will live in such a place for the rest of her life, let alone a top mansion, and it is not so easy for her to have a stable home.

Climbing up the stairs step by step, the door of the rental room was pried open.

Liang Anmo's expression changed and he walked into the room quickly. The living room was already in a mess, and the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets came from the bedroom, mixed with Father Liang's cursing.

"You come here once every three days. An Mo is paid on a monthly basis, how can there be so much money—" Liang's mother stood at the door and whispered.

She looked submissive at first glance, as if she was terrified of her husband.Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Father Liang picked up a book from the bedside table and threw it at her.

The curse in his mouth was even worse: "Go away, don't bother me here."

That damn girl has been very smart since she was a child, he doesn't believe it!

Her husband's vicious look scared Liang's mother so much that she didn't dare to speak again.

When Liang Anmo walked over, she saw that the bedroom was in the same situation as the living room. It had already been turned over as if it had been robbed. The few clothes in her closet were thrown on the ground at will, and her father's foot stepped on them.

That's all, and underwear... Maybe she thinks it's private, but Father Liang has never been a normal father.

It's not that he has any other thoughts about Liang Anmo, but that in his eyes, except for gambling and money, they are all dead things that are not worth caring about.It's good not to punch and kick, how can you take care of your daughter's sensitive heart?

Liang Anmo had already gotten used to it, so she entered the door calmly, picked up the underwear from the floor and put it in the closet.

Although the whole process was very peaceful, she knew in her heart that what she picked up was her last dignity.

"Damn girl, I'm finally willing to come back." Father Liang was not happy to see her, but felt that she came back too late and wasted so much of his time.

Damn, after searching for a long time, there is nothing, and he is almost exhausted.

Liang Anmo closed the cabinet door, and when he turned to face him, his attitude was also cold, and he scolded, "Go out—"

Snapped!
Before he finished speaking, Father Liang's response was a slap in the face.

The blow was so heavy that Liang Anmo fell directly to the ground covering his face, his ears buzzing with curses: "Why are you talking to me?"

"An Mo!" Mother Liang rushed over in distress.

"Stop talking nonsense, just give me the money and leave!" Father Liang stretched out his hand, his attitude still firm.

"No." Liang Anmo refused, but pushed his mother away indifferently.Because she knew from a young age that she couldn't protect herself at all.

"Damn girl, if you don't give me today, I'll beat you to death." Father Liang kicked her in the heart as he spoke.

When Liang's mother saw this, she pushed her daughter away, but she was kicked in the chest. She lay on the ground clutching her chest, unable to breathe for a long time.

Seeing this, Liang Anmo got up from the ground and ran out, Liang's father hurriedly chased after him.Unexpectedly, she didn't go out at all, but went into the kitchen and picked up the knife on the chopping board and pointed it at him.

At that moment, she really wanted to kill him and end this suffocating life that had been lived for more than 20 years.

"Come here, chop it up here!" Unexpectedly, Father Liang was a piece of flesh with a hob, pointing at his head to provoke her: "Anyway, I don't have any money today, so I will be chopped into meat paste."