Siheyuan: My anger system is too good at playing

Qin Huairu was full of anger just now.

Now she is even more mad at this old godmother!

Jia Zhang said viciously, "I also want to tell you that this portrait will never be taken off!"

"I want the children's fathers to look at their mothers and see how they are depraved!"

Qin Huairu cried.

Unlike before, she didn't cry loudly, but cried quite restrainedly.

On the contrary, this can make people feel the grievance in her heart even more.

"What nonsense are you talking about, when did I lose my morals?"

"I... I was really broken just now, and I don't know what happened!"

Of course Jia Zhang did not believe her words.

She snorted coldly, "If you still want to stay in this house and stay with the children, then you swear in front of my son that you will never do anything wrong to him in your life!"

"If you break your oath, you will be punished!"

Looking at the black and white posthumous photo, Qin Huairu couldn't help thinking of the good days when Jia Dongxu was alive.

Now that he is gone, it is not only outsiders who bully her, mother-in-law, son, daughter, and sister all don't believe her.

Even Shazhu and Teacher Ran haven't written their horoscopes yet, and they are not as good as they used to be.

The more she thought about it, the more disheartened she became.

Anyway, it's all like this, what are you afraid of.

She simply yelled at the old godly woman, "I won't! I won't!"

"None of you have the right to control me!"

"I'm going to find the three elders right now, let them all judge and see what kind of mother-in-law you are!"

After speaking, she covered her face and ran out crying bitterly.

Jiang Weidong remembered what happened next very clearly.

Jiazhang took advantage of this gap to evacuate the mourning hall and hide all the sacrificial supplies.

When Qin Huairu came with Yi Zhonghai and the others, he didn't even see a ghost.

Without evidence, it is impossible to determine whether Jia Zhang is right or wrong.

When he first saw this, he was so angry that he almost sent a blade to the screenwriter!
Seeing Jia Zhang busy hiding things, Jiang Weidong couldn't help being happy.

"Qin Huairu is not a good person, but you are worse than her!"

"What a big deal. How about inviting your son here?"

"It's really crazy to drink soy sauce and play wine, it's purely idle."

"To be honest, if it wasn't for the completion of the task, I wouldn't bother to take care of your family's mess."

He was muttering here, but Jia Zhang couldn't hear a word.

She hid her things in a hurry, then went back to the back room and started folding clothes as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Weidong was completely taken aback by this magical operation.

Good guy, this old woman is a real chicken thief.

No wonder in the original play, no matter how Qin Huairu searched through the boxes, he couldn't find those sacrificial items.

Who would have thought that she would hide her son in the stove!

At this moment, Qin Huairu led several people back.

Unexpectedly, they brought the deaf old lady along.

At the moment when the door was pushed open, Qin Huairu told the big guys about Jia Zhang's situation.

"Elders, please judge me quickly, how can she be a mother-in-law like her, let the children see what it is!"

"Guys, come in and have a look..."

Before the words finished, Qin Huairu was dumbfounded.

At this moment, the room is the same as usual, nothing unusual.

Compared with the candlelight just now, the lit fifteen-watt light bulb made this poor little home extra warm.

Qin Huairu looked around, "Hey, why is it gone?"

The deaf old lady also looked around, "What do you want us to see?"

Jia Zhang folded his clothes in the back room, pursing his lips.

That smug look was like winning the first prize in a sports lottery.

Seeing a lot of people in the outer room standing there in a daze, she dropped the clothes in her hand, lifted the curtain and walked out.

"Yo ho, what is this for?"

The deaf old lady usually looks down on her, no matter if there is any evidence, let's spray it first.

"What are you talking about?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang stuck her neck and dared not reply. The deaf old lady is old and has high prestige. No matter how stupid Jia Zhang is, there are people who scare her.

Qin Huairu pointed to the empty wall, "There was a mourning hall here just now, she must have hidden it!"

After all, I started to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

Among the crowd who came, besides the deaf old lady, there were also Yi Zhonghai, the first mother, Liu Haizhong, the second mother, Yan Bugui, and the third mother.

The whole process is exactly the same as in the original play.

It seems that the big guys were picked up from the bed by Qin Huairu.

That Liu Haizhong followed at the end, and he was still yawning with his mouth wide open.

What time was it, Jiang Weidong didn't want to bother.

He directly passed through Yi Zhonghai's body and came to the kitchen.

First, pull out the incense burner in the stove pit a little, so that they can find the tricks.

Immediately afterwards, he took an empty enamel basin from the shelf and threw it on the ground.

"Bang!"

This sudden abnormal noise really startled everyone.

Yan Bugui, who was closest to the kitchen door, lifted up the curtain to take a look, and his tongue was immediately tied.

"Hey, hey, I said, you, you big guys, come here!"

"Huairu, don't look for it in the back room. Isn't this all here?"

Seeing that someone had discovered Jia Zhang, she was about to rush into the kitchen, but was stopped by the second and third mothers standing in front of her.

"Old sister-in-law, there are their men in everything, so don't worry about it, just stand here and watch!"

"Yes, yes, the third mother is right, old sister-in-law, why don't you sit down and rest for a while?"

Good guy, the two of them sang and sang together, and they matched perfectly.

Jia Zhang was so angry that he couldn't get over it, so he yelled.

"I said the second aunt and the third mother, how does the little widow usually buy you?"

"Why are you so obsessed with her? I'm going to clean up our Jia's house today!"

Jiang Weidong's mission was completed, and he felt a lot of headaches.

Then just sit down and watch the play.

Liu Haizhong folded his sleeves, stood behind the crowd and said, "Jia Zhang, you, what you are doing is not right!"

"My Qin Huairu waits on you every day, and drags the three children. I don't think there is anything wrong with you."

"Besides, it's almost midnight. You took out your son's portrait to scare people. It's your fault in itself. You hid it in the stove after it was over."

"I'll forget about it tomorrow morning. A fire was lit. Didn't you cremate your son again?"

[Congratulations to the host for getting the anger value from Jia Zhang*142]

You can scold me, but you can't scold my son!

Mrs. Jiazhang became anxious, "Second uncle, don't let your family fart!"

"Your son was burned! All three of your sons were burned!"

The second aunt quit, and reached out to poke her, "Hey! What are you talking about! Tell me again if you have the ability?"

Wow, it's quite lively at night.

It's time to watch the drama.

If it weren't for the fear of revealing his secrets, Jiang Weidong would have made a cup of tea and watched slowly.

Seeing that the fight was about to start, Yi Zhonghai, who was supporting the deaf old lady, finally spoke.