Lu family's thousand gold

  Baby?

  Your sister?

  Are you back?

  Yao Ziye asked her husband to bring her specifically to see what kind of sister Jun Ye had found back.

  Manman's heart became even more convinced: these two old men were indeed taking the wrong medicine every day, just as Yichun had said.

  Jiang Dashi was taken aback and shot a fierce glance at Master Yao.

  The usually elegant Yao Ye was flustered and waved his hands: "No, inside is Jun Ye's fiancée Bai Lu."

  Are you going to marry your own sister?

  "No!" Seeing the complexity of the situation, Yao was afraid of startling Mrs. Lu in the house, so he took them aside to explain, "Bai Lu used to work in the propaganda department of the army and had hosted radio stations and performed on stage, so she can imitate Nainai's voice and comfort Mrs. Lu at the right time."

  So that's how it is.

  Chiang Da Shao understood.

  Tendrils of doubt: But what did they bring her here for? To see Mrs. Lu?

  The person Mrs. Lu needs is not her.

  He looked up and saw Jun Ye standing in front of a row of glass windows in the corridor, his eyes gleaming with a thin layer of worry under the starry night.

  As soon as I heard the footsteps, I turned around and saw her standing behind me. The corner of her mouth curled up into a faint smile: "You're here."

  A hoarse voice.

  Everyone was silent for a moment: I didn't expect you to have such a side, sir.

  In fact, when listening to Jun Ye's speech at the full moon banquet, it can be known that Jun Ye is a person who loves his family dearly.

  A faint crease between her eyebrows, a strange taste floated up in her heart: it would be better if she hadn't seen such a gentleman tonight.

  A group of people walked into the residential area.

  It's late at night and there is almost no one on the move.

  Mr. Yao brought back a basket of drinks with Mo Wenyang, and each person got a can.

  Jiang Dashao politely asked Jun Ye about Lu Furen's situation.

  "After getting the shot, I calmed down." The gentleman who said this had a subtle sorrow hidden in his eyebrows.

  His mother's illness can be said to have been caused by his mischievousness when he was a child.

  "Auntie De's illness isn't terminal, is it?" Mo Wenyang asked Yao Ziye in a hushed tone, his expression frightened.

  Yao Ziye smiled: "No. As long as we find Nainai back, the illness will be cured immediately."

  Leaning on her husband's shoulder, Wanwan thought of Mrs. Lu's appearance and felt that she was a very elegant aunt, but everything else was vague and unclear, and she didn't know how to bring it up.

  The two men fixed their gaze on her, seeing the faint cloud of her eyebrows, not saying a word, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious, lightly furrowing their brows, with uncertain glances.

  Tap tap, a string of light footsteps, made everyone look up.

  A slender trumpet-shaped white long pants, a goose-yellow suspender, a shoulder- draped rice-white woolen sweater, and delicate milk-white fine-buckled sandals revealing delicate small feet. Just by looking at the toes, you can tell that she is a refined beauty.

  Manman's eyes lifted upwards, those big eyes shining like the brightest diamonds in the desert, gazing at her with a hint of puzzlement.

  "White Dew sister?" Mo Wenyang's voice trembled with excitement, but he didn't dare to speak loudly and startle Jun Ye.

  Bai Lu, known as the number one beauty in the military, has a beauty that is different from Wen Meizhu's charm, it is a kind of mature female and era information charm.

  No wonder, Wen Haosue who showed off her big breasts in front of Jun Ye that day was ridiculed by Gao Daxiao and others.

  Bai Lu's chest is C-cup, but what's more, unlike Wen Hao Xue's plump and rounded body, hers has ups and downs, her chest is C-cup, and her waist is a small wild waist.

  It's only natural for any man to be jealous of you, Master Jun. Mianmian thought that if she were a man, having such a fiancée would mean not being able to lock her up at home all day with a birdcage. So, lowering his head, he glanced down at his own chest.

  "I like A, but I don't like C." Jiang Dashao whispered in her ear with a hint of pride.

  He patted his thigh with a small paw and stared: You're talking nonsense again.

  But big-breasted beauties still make small-breasted women jealous.

  At this time, two grandfathers suddenly said a shocking sentence: Little boys only look at breasts, mature men look at legs.

  Her slender legs are the most beautiful part of her body, and tonight they will make Mo Wenyang whistle and drool.

  A vine entwines a bush, two old men glare at each other: no need to speak words of comfort, everyone knows they're false.

  When she saw the two men start talking, Bailu's big eyes blinked, shining brightly, and her white teeth chuckled: "I know who it is, you're Manman, right?"

  Suddenly realizing her name had spread to a scale where everyone knew it, she furrowed her brow in surprise.

  "What? I was wrong?" Bai Lu looked at her and asked in surprise.

  This beauty is truly beautiful, with every frown and smile looking like a painting. Man looked at her: "You are very beautiful, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, so I really don't know when to get to know you."

  After a moment of silence, Bai Lu's face suddenly turned red.

  Two old men couldn't help but smile in their eyes.

  "You..." Bai Lu said with a twist of her head, looking at her out of the corner of her eye. "Do you always speak so directly? Who tells someone they're beautiful on their first meeting?"

  What! This beauty, hasn't she ever been praised for her looks face-to-face before?

  Sweat drips down profusely.

  Bai Lu's eyebrows rose, and a small smile appeared on her lips: "It's been a long time since any woman has ever praised me to my face like that."

  When a woman praises another woman's beauty, especially if the other woman is much more beautiful than herself, unless she has a broad and innocent heart, her words of admiration will not sound insincere.

  Everyone's smiling eyes reflected in those ugly big glasses: actually not ugly at all.

  Manman was stared at by everyone, awkward: I should have known better than to praise someone's beauty, but the fact is that beautiful people are indeed beautiful.

  "Is Mother asleep?" Jun Ye asked the unmarried wife who had just served Madame Lu.

  "She's asleep. Huan'er is guarding her beside, saying it's okay for you and me to leave first." Bai Lu said, her eyes carefully watching Manman just like the two grandfathers.

  Manman said to her husband: "Mrs. Lu is asleep, let's go back. We can come visit again another time."

  In her mind, her husband came so quickly to see Mrs. Lu, probably because she was the wife of his superior.

  Jiang Dashao gave a helpless glance at his two fathers-in-law, then hugged his wife and stood up, preparing to leave.

  A few people saw them leaving and stood up.

  Manman's little feet moved quickly, her head bowed, trying to forget the sight of Junye tonight and shake off the cold gaze that still silently watched her from behind.

  Night, cool as water.

  Standing in front of the window, I watched her drive out of the gate and followed her figure with my eyes until it disappeared into the night, feeling uneasy at heart.

  "I think she's avoiding us." Bai Lu said with a woman's intuition.

  With a worried look, pinching the tip of his tightly furrowed brow, Master Yao said: "Mr. Lu, I think we should come up with a plan to let her meet her family first."

  She, the person who can't leave, is Wen Shixuan, I suppose.

  In his calm eyes, Wen Shixuan's honest and simple appearance floated to the surface, but beneath them were surging undercurrents and deep contemplation: what was going on with his memories? If his memories were real, why did Wen Shixuan take away Nangnang? Where had his own daughter gone?

  Resentment, this man took away his family, yet felt that this man had a pitiful side.

  After all, it's still hate, especially when Nangnang only has Wen Shi Xuan in her heart.

  A cold voice said: "I've discussed it with Father and there will be action soon."

  The other two heard the faint anger in his words and dared not make a sound, their brows furrowed.

  ……

  Back home, it was almost twelve o'clock. When I opened the door, I found Jiang Mu, Jiang Mei and Xiao Dongzi all sitting on the sofa in the living room.

  "The full moon banquet shouldn't have ended at 10 o'clock? You're actually strolling back this late? The newlyweds aren't like that either." Jiang's mother scolded her son and daughter-in-law as soon as they entered the door.

  Chiang Da Shao raised an eyebrow in displeasure: "It's so late, you're at my place, and I and Manman find it strange too."

  Afraid of misunderstanding, Jiang Mei hastily said: "Last time I helped you clean the house, I forgot to return the spare key. Coincidentally, Mom said she would come over tonight to see you and fulfill her promise with Manman, so I brought Mom along."

  "Right!" Xiaodong jumped off the sofa and continued, "Grandma and Auntie made a bet, Auntie won, I also won, Grandma is going to give me a model worth tens of thousands."

  The child is only afraid of grandma's regret and breach of contract at the same time, so no matter what, follow along.

  "What agreement?" Jiang Dashao hadn't heard his wife mention it before, lowered his head, and deliberately stared at his wife's face with a pair of bright eyes.

  Creeping vines supporting large glasses.

  Jiang's mother, under the gaze of four people, stroked her eyebrows, lowered her head, turned away, sighed, and twisted.

  "Grandma can't lose!" Little Dongzi pouted strongly in dissatisfaction.

  "What's wrong with losing? It's just one sentence!" Jiang Mu sprang up from the sofa and walked straight to her son.

  Looking over at Wanwan, Wanwan's eyes didn't look back at her, as if avoiding her awkward situation.

  Jiang's mother spat in her mouth and said to her son: "You didn't marry the wrong daughter-in-law."

  Jiang Dashao's handsome face flashed with an indescribable emotion as he heard his mother's words.

  "Yes!" Here, the happiest ones are the children, with tens of thousands of model cars in hand.

  Jiang's mother was quite upset and glanced at her little grandson: "You like your aunt so much? What can your aunt buy for you?"

  Jiang Mei hastily shouted: "Mom!"

  Jiang Dazuo's side, one hand had already forcefully opened the door, his slightly raised and angry eyebrows facing Jiang Mu: "Manman has stood up for you, but you're not happy about it. You like the fake daughter of the Lu family so much, go ahead, go to prison! The person who stole Manman's paintbrush is now in the police station's cell, a piece of trash that even the Li family doesn't want, and you want to treat her as treasure?"

  Jiang Mu and Jiang Mei only knew that Wen Mingzhu was not recognized as a foster daughter by the Lu family, and had not seen the subsequent events that followed later. Now hearing that Wen Mingzhu has been sent to the police station, they were both shocked.

  "What you said is false, what am I coming here for?" Jiang's mother couldn't save face and forced herself to keep talking.

  After all, she just wants her son to marry a high-ranking official's daughter.

  The daughter of a grocery store could never abandon that shabby background no matter what.

  Jiang's mother was like this, Jiang Dashao was so angry that his lips turned white: He might as well cut off all ties with Xu Yuyue and let Jiang's mother regret it until her death.

  "Mom." Jiang Meilai pulled at her mother's hem and gave her brother and sister-in-law a look: forget it.

  Jiang Dashao's mind was made up, and with a proud expression: "Since mom doesn't like my wife, no matter what she does, you won't like it. From now on, don't come to our house again, and my wife doesn't need to do anything for you!"

  What can Manman do for her?

  That shabby and poor grocery store.

  Jiang's mother thought her son was right, so she raised her head and turned her back to Manman: "This is what your husband said himself, it's not me forcing you."

  Supporting the big glasses, all the way only worrying that her husband would get angry and hurt his body. To Jiang Mu's words, Mei Yun smiled calmly and lightly opened her lips: "Auntie, take your time."

  The owner of the grocery store's daughter, how dare you still be proud at this time?! Jiang Mu rushed out the door, vowing never to set foot in this house again.

  Jiang Mei hastily took her son to chase after Jiang Mu.

  As he saw them leave, Jiang Dashao slammed the door shut with a "bang" and in his anger, his fist remained on the door without pulling back.

  The relationship between mother and son is very delicate. I didn't interrupt too much. First, I put things in the room, then went to the bathroom to prepare bath water and clothes for my husband.

  While doing these things, she hummed a little tune, her movements quick and efficient, without being affected by Mother Chiang in the slightest, as if she was enjoying herself.

  The tiny spark on her heart was extinguished by the small tune flying out of her mouth, a folk song that stepped on the green mountains and green waters, gently and softly.

  The corners of his mouth curled up, and he admired her so much that he walked over to her, put his hands on her back as she folded clothes, and gave her a big hug, wanting to pick up her light body. He heard her singing Jay Chou's "Invisible Wings".

  "I know I've always had a pair of invisible wings."

  "I also know that you have always had a pair of invisible wings." Even without Yao Ziye's reminder tonight, in his heart, the first time they met, her eyebrows like clouds, those bright eyes that seemed to be flying somewhere, already existed like an angel.

  They fell deeply in love at first sight.

  Like, to love, every day, every moment is deepening love, loving to the bone marrow.

  Breathing, almost stopping in her hair, forgiving him, he was really happy that when he knew her, she wasn't the young lady of the Lu family; otherwise, with the status of the Lu family, it would be unknown how many rounds of reincarnation it would take to make her and him meet and fall in love.

  But no matter who she is or what her status is, heaven has ordained that he will fall in love with her and must marry her, no one can take her away from him.

  "Ah Yan." The sensation of his biting on her neck was deeper than that one night, as if it had left a mark deep in her soul. Her breathing quickened slightly to match his urgent pace.

  "Do you know how silly you are? You actually care about my mom's opinion." He bit her neck hard, "My mom is my mom, not me. You are the one I chose as my wife, and no matter what my mom thinks, it can't replace my choice of who I love."

  Her slender fingers wrapped around his hand at her waist, she lowered her head, a faint smile: "I know you don't mind, but I do, and can't help thinking this way. But after tonight, everything will be over."

  Thinking of his mother's stubborn expression, Jiang Dashao sincerely sneered: "I'm warning you, if in the future my mom asks you for anything and you dare to agree with her..."

  "I won't promise, I have a temper too." Mianmian's little wife was very serious about listening to her husband's words this time.

  Supporting her smooth face, Jiang Dashao didn't quite believe it, and still said: "At that time, I will be very angry!"

  Very angry?

  What would it be like if your husband got very angry?

  I remember when Father Wen Shi-xuan was angry with his wife, at most he would sulk and say he wasn't going to eat dinner.

  If she doesn't eat then don't eat, it's better if she doesn't have to cook.

  The crescent moon behind the glasses blinked.

  It seems the little wife still doesn't know the "serious" consequences of her old husband getting angry. With all his might, he picked her up and threw her onto the bed, personally making a warning demonstration first.

  The little daughter-in-law, who had her shoes taken off, suddenly let out a loud shriek on the bed: "No, no, don't scratch the soles of my feet, it's ticklish, I'm going to die, Ah Yan——"

  Husband punishing wife, this move is more "poisonous" than punishing a bad guy.

  It took a lot of effort for her husband to stop in his tracks, his pale face flushed with anger, his two angry eyes staring at him: "Officer Jiang, is this how you train your soldiers?!"

  "You're not my soldier, you're my wife. I'm being very kind, if you were my soldier, the whole class would go up and scratch all over." Jiang Dashi said nonchalantly.

  A pillow slammed against his handsome face: "You're not getting into my bed tonight."

  He hastily moved the pillow away: "I've only performed half of my angry demonstration." As he said this, he pounced on it, like a hungry wolf stripping off the sheepskin in two or three swift motions.

  A few minutes later, the tender gasps rose and fell in the clouds, rushing straight to the sky and diving into the world: Husband's anger is indeed very scary~

  Waiting for her husband to finish his cigarette, she poked at his sturdy muscles with her finger: "What do you think we should do about birth control? Should we have a child in the year of the dragon or the year of the pig?"

  Chiang Dashao didn't hesitate and loudly declared: "Just like New China, we'll have kids in the Year of the Cow!"

  It's been a while since the Year of the Ox, and they've all let their guard down many times.

  ……

  Car, beep beep beep.

  Manman is actually quite afraid of cars. A long time ago, her father Wen Shixuan had told her that when she was a child, she almost got hit by a car.

  But her husband said he would buy a car for her no matter what.

  The new car I just got is a lovely pink color, with a shell-like exterior that resembles a small turtle, called the Beetle.

  "2.0, three thousand turns."

  When the car salesman was introducing, Manman didn't understand a word. When Mo Wenyang first drove up in his Mercedes-Benz, if her brother hadn't said "Mercedes-Benz", she wouldn't have been able to tell it apart from a Chinese Volkswagen.

  So, throughout the entire car-buying process, her husband took charge of inspecting and making decisions, while she was only responsible for swiping his card to pay. Even though it was her husband's bank card, thrifty expert Mianmian still felt a sharp pain - one swipe and it was a five-figure amount.

  And all this money spent by her husband was on her.

  Just based on this point alone, Mengmeng couldn't learn to drive within a week, which dashed her husband's boastful claim that he would teach her to become a driver in just one week.

  Her husband has always been proud of his role as a military officer.

  Will her husband's reputation as an excellent instructor be ruined by his own hands? Mei Mei's heart has been racing with anxiety since the first day he sat in the driver's seat.

  "Right foot on brake and accelerator, left foot on clutch. Don't ever get them mixed up, which one is the brake and which one is the gas."

  As long as I hold onto the steering wheel, there's always a moment of blankness in my mind, like something is flashing before my eyes.

  "Creeping."

  There was a small shadow running in front, ran to somewhere, and suddenly two beams of light appeared in front.

  "Look out! Brakes!"

  Creak... Squeak... Bang

  The buzzing alarm sounded, and the inflatable objects in the car quickly wrapped her and her husband around, packaging them into two beetle-like shapes.

  "A Yan——" cowardly, didn't dare look at her husband's face.

  The honeymoon is almost over, and her husband has taken a few more days off from school, but she still can't drive on the road.

  As the alarm passed, a big hand stretched out in front of her eyes, took off the black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and carefully examined those bright crescent-shaped eyes: "How many degrees are you nearsighted?"

  Man Man: *silence*

  Two uncles said they could arrange a free post-marital checkup for them.

  After several close calls while driving, Jiang Dashi decided to take his young wife to have her eyes checked.

  Mr. Jun said he would arrive later, and Mr. Yao arrived first.

  "How many years have you been nearsighted?" Old Man Yao was just casually asking.

  But who would have known, Manman: “……”

  It's nothing new that people who know Mr. Yao is a professional would rather keep their mouths shut than tell lies.

  Her narrow eyes on her slightly lowered face seemed to have discovered something new, and she narrowed her eyes: "Let the optician take a look at what degree of lenses first."

  The professional optician was surprised when he received the black-framed glasses: "So heavy. No one makes frames this heavy anymore, and the lens is glass, not resin."

  Man Man was forced to admit: "It was arranged when I was in elementary school."

  Everyone was shocked: "Worn all the way until now?"

  "Nothing's wrong, continue wearing it, is there a problem?"

  Originally a frugal expert, Mianmian had already laid the foundation in elementary school.

  "We were saying." Mr. Yao coughed, his meaningful gaze lingering on her crescent moon-shaped eyes that had removed their glasses but remained unchanged, "Your prescription has never changed?"

  Manman thought silently for a moment and said, "No."

  Won't it be without re-examining? Jiang Dashao is more worried about this point! Look at the daughter-in-law driving, looking ahead as if both eyes are blind, and can't find the direction at all.

  Daughter-in-law's eyes are so beautiful, what to do?

  Mr. Yao patted Jiang Dashao's shoulder and said with a professional tone: "I don't think it's that serious."

  The little eyebrows are tightly knitted: Grandfather's eyes are very sharp, can't escape?

  On the other hand, the optician had already checked the prescription of the black-framed glasses and was reporting the numbers with a surprised tone: "Left eye 1.5 diopters, right eye 1.5 diopters."

  "What's wrong with 155?!" Jiang Dashao was really worried, nervously grasping his collar, "No wonder she couldn't see the car or the road."

  Her eyebrows were locked again, she lowered her head, feeling a bit guilty towards her husband, and didn't know what to say.

  After a narrow and long glance around, Mr. Yao first pulled Jiang Dashi to one side: "Don't scare her, it's not that serious."

  "Are you sure?" Actually, Jiang Dashao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also felt that his daughter-in-law's problem wasn't just with her eyes.

  Noticing Yan's deliberately evasive gaze, Mr. Yao said, "Let's talk about it after checking the eye prescription."

  Manman was pushed into the optometry room by Jiang Dashao and underwent a preliminary eye examination with the instrument.

  The optometrist shook his head at Mr. Yao and said in a low voice, "I don't think you have myopia."

  Ke Manman insisted on taking back the glasses, carefully wiping them with a handkerchief and treasuring the ugly glasses, saying: "Without my glasses, I can't see clearly."

  Jiang Dashao has completely lost his way: Now she is wearing glasses and can't see clearly even when driving.

  Just then, Master Jun rushed in from outside, hastily entering without even having time to catch his breath: "What's going on?"

  Yao Ye went to one side and carefully explained the whole situation to him.

  "Just when driving?"

  "Yes. Jiang Zhongxiao said that she seemed to be unaware of what was in front of her and kept turning the steering wheel to avoid things, but as a result, the car kept hitting roadside obstacles."

  For Jun Ye, this phenomenon is not difficult to make a professional judgment, especially with a mother who has had mental illness for many years. However, what he didn't expect was that now even his sister...

  "Mental disorder." Yao Ziye spoke on his behalf, "But it doesn't seem serious. Is it necessary to see a psychologist? Jiang Zhongxiao now thinks that he shouldn't have mentioned learning how to drive to his wife either."

  "She has never driven a car, so it's unlikely that she was involved in a car accident. Moreover, her family couldn't afford to own a car, so it's impossible for someone to have taken her out and gotten into an accident. Has she ever said anything about being in a car accident herself?" As I pondered this, I felt like the truth of the matter was slowly coming to light.

  "No." Yao Ziye shook his head.

  A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he gazed at her: "Are you sure she wasn't lying?"

  As for this point, Yao Ziye was really unclear: "Jiang Zhongxiao said that there were no particularly obvious old scars on her body."

  For the time being, no conclusion can be drawn.

  But it's worth investigating.

  The two grandfathers' eyes sparkled at the same time.

  After wiping the lenses and putting on the ugly frame, Manman felt that everything in front of her was bright again, and she could see all things clearly.

  "Good enough." From then on, Jiang Dashao no longer forced his daughter-in-law to drive.

  "A Yan, if you're busy, I can ask Shifu to continue teaching me." Manman said firmly, determined not to let her husband's first gift to her go to waste.

  What's most important is giving her a car, which can't be used. For Mianmian, the expert in saving money, it's even more heart-wrenching.

  "But can't you see that there is no road?"

  "I can see it!"

  Daughter-in-law's firm willpower.

  Jiang Dashao was speechless and went back home, remembering to instruct Du Yu to take good care of the checkpoint, and he himself would make time to accompany his daughter-in-law to practice driving.

  Since they had already caught the person, the two men took advantage of the opportunity to extract a few more tubes of blood from Mianmian like vampires.

  This time, they plan to divide the specimen into several more parts and take a route that no one in the Lu family knows about.

  ……

  Because she hasn't learned how to drive yet, if there are things at the gallery that need to be transported from the train station, Mengmeng can only take public transportation herself.

  On the phone, I arranged to meet with Xia at a location. As soon as I got off the bus and walked through the pedestrian overpass, I arrived at the bottom of the stairs, only to see a crowd of people surrounding it, blocking the way downstairs, completely jammed.

  She pushed through the crowd, originally wanting to squeeze over, but was squeezed to the innermost part of the circle.

  At first glance, I was startled: it turned out to be a middle-aged uncle lying motionless on the ground.

  People around were discussing: Should we rescue him? Is it a scam?

  It was early summer when he heard her explaining the situation over the phone, and he nervously told her: Don't do anything stupid, nowadays many old people pretend to be ill or fall down to cheat people out of money.

  Manman knew that what was said made sense, but she felt uneasy in her heart. She thought that if her military husband were here, he would definitely carry the person on his back and send him to the hospital without saying a word. Unfortunately, she didn't have the strength to do so.

  Her foot, hesitating for a moment, was about to step up when she saw the back of a middle-aged uncle through the glasses, wide and broad, just like her husband. If Uncle's family knew that he had fallen here, if her father fell down on the road like this uncle without anyone noticing.

  Grabbed the phone and pressed the emergency call button decisively.

  Even finding someone to testify was omitted. She thought it was obvious that decent people don't do shady things.

  The ambulance arrived and she accompanied the vehicle and patient to the hospital.

  Soon after, the patient woke up and reported the phone call of his relatives to the people in the hospital.

  Before long, the patient's daughter-in-law rushed in from the gate like a locomotive and saw Manman guarding the door of the sickroom. She asked, "Who are you?"

  Meng Meng said: I saw many people surrounding a fallen uncle on the road, so I dialed the emergency number.

  Then, things developed dramatically. The other person rushed to her and said: "Was it you who knocked my dad down? Otherwise, why would so many people be surrounding him without anyone calling for help, but only you made the call and accompanied my dad here?"

  Man Man leaned against his glasses, calm and composed: "What's this, isn't it allowed for people to learn from Lei Feng in this world?"

  "You - you don't leave, wait!" The other party's fierce eyes stared at her through that ugly black-framed glasses.

  Slowly sat down, just waiting.

  Unexpectedly, in less than five minutes, another person rushed into the corridor, claiming to be the patient's daughter.

  "Sister-in-law?!" Jiang Mei stared at Manman in surprise, then looked around at the people inside, "What are you doing here?"

  Jin Meiqian, the eldest daughter-in-law of Jiang's father, had already rushed in to pay her respects and was shocked when she heard Jiang Mei call her "Vine Brother's wife": "You mean she is Ah Yan's wife that Mother doesn't recognize?"

  Chiang's father was now fully awake. He had rushed back from the troops without calling anyone to pick him up, and after getting off at the train station, he was dizzy from the sun and his old heart disease relapsed, causing him to faint on the side of the road. So it was very clear that it was not someone who pushed him, and the doctor told him that if no one had made an emergency call a little later, his life might not have been saved.

  Obviously, it was the young son's newlywed wife who saved herself.

  "Is it ivy?"

  Seeing the middle-aged uncle on the hospital bed, no, it's her father-in-law, smiling and waving at her. Manman still walked over cautiously because Jin Meiqi had just insisted that she was the one who pushed her father-in-law to fall.

  "Dad, was it Ah Yan's daughter-in-law who pushed you down?" Jin Meiqin said.

  "Your Excellency's face suddenly changed: 'You are framing my benefactor!'"

  Jin Meichen stood behind Jiang Mei with a sullen expression, fortunately she rushed to the hospital after receiving the phone call faster than anyone else.

  He is an understanding and reasonable grandfather.

  Meng Meng let out a long sigh and walked to the middle-aged uncle's bed, respectfully calling: "Dad."

  Jiang's mother happened to be walking to the door of the ward when she heard her call out "Dad", and her whole face suddenly changed. She quickly stepped inside: "Who are you calling Dad? And how did you end up here? Who told you to come?"

  Jiang's father looked serious and said to his wife, "Mianmian saved my life."

  "Is that so?" Jiang's mother disagreed, "You are her father-in-law, she should naturally save you."

  With her husband's warning, Mangmang treated Jiangmu as air, and Jiangmu's words were automatically filtered into green air.

  Unexpectedly, even Jiang's father told her: "From now on, you don't have to call her mom."

  Hearing Jiang's father say this in a tone full of anger, Jiang's mother only then realized that things were serious.

  Under the indication of Jiang's father, Manman followed Jiang Mei and Jin Meicen out together. As soon as the door was closed, one could hear Jiang's father's thunderous scolding of Jiang's mother inside.

  "Do you know why I rushed back from the troops? It's because I found out that Ah Yan married a great daughter-in-law, and Manman's performance at the banquet was all transmitted to our troops. Many people came to congratulate me, and that's how I knew about this matter. As a result, you kept it from me while I was at home."

  "It was Ah Yan herself who kept it from us and privately registered with her, I only knew about it afterwards."

  "No need to say, I've called and asked A Mei about the situation, the fact is that you're stopping them from getting married and making things difficult for them after marriage. Man Man is trying to save face for you, but you scold her instead."

  "How could I have scolded her?" Jiang's mother jumped up, "I'm a civilized person, do I need to scold her? She doesn't even call me 'mom'."

  "She didn't even call you mom, and that tone of yours just now." Jiang's father's face turned stern, and Jiang's mother had to back down. Although Jiang's family was not as good as Jiang's mother's, "I knew it from the start when you mentioned Ah Yan's marriage, you clearly wanted your son to climb up the social ladder and look down on others."

  "As a mother, I'm being fair. Look at our eldest son Jiang Wei, he married our eldest daughter-in-law Mei Cen. Where did Mei Cen come from? Can Manman compare to her? I'm afraid people outside will say that I, as a mother, am biased."

  Jin Meicen heard Jiang Mu say this, pretended to look at her watch and said to her younger sister-in-law Jiang Mei: "I just heard that Dad was ill, I rushed out and didn't even have time to ask for leave from the leader."

  "Sister-in-law, you can go first if you have something to attend to. My mom and I are here taking care of dad, and the doctor also said that dad is fine now." Jiang Mei said politely.

  Get up, brush off and want to leave, but intentionally turn back, towards Manman's direction: "Younger sister-in-law, don't say I wrongly blamed you just now. After all, it's your father-in-law, you should save him."

  Look at this tone, it's just like Jiang Mu's.

  No wonder Jiang's mother dotes on him.

  Jiang Mei comforted Manman: "Don't take it to heart, I've never liked Eldest Sister's temperament."

  "Is she a high-ranking cadre's daughter?" asked Manman, purely out of curiosity stirred up by Jiang Mu's proud roar.

  "Her father is an officer in the army, serving under Commander Lu. " Jiang Mei didn't know what to say without hurting Manman, and Jin Meicen was indeed superior to the daughter of that grocery store owner."

  Manman Fu Xiaojing: Helping the father of Junye is not lower than the Lu family, why can't Jin Meicen look down on her? The Lu family didn't look down on her, Jin Meicen can look down on her, it's really... a rare treasure.

  So, Jiang Mei didn't tell her brother's marriage to Eldest Brother Jiang Wei and his wife Jin Meiqin. Naturally, upon hearing that her brother had married the daughter of a grocery store owner, Jiang Wei and Jin Meiqin couldn't be bothered to come and congratulate the newlyweds.

  Her husband Jiang Dashao didn't mind at all, which means that Jiang Dashao also looked down on Big Brother and Big Sister-in-law because of this matter.

  "Second sister, I haven't met your husband yet." Mianmian was more concerned that the father of her favorite Xiaodongzi would be like Jin Meichun's extreme product.

  Jiang Mei smiled: "My husband, originally said he would come back specially to drink your wedding wine, unfortunately his troops were just pulled out for exercises and couldn't come back. As soon as he comes back, he will definitely come to see you. Because, like my dad, he is also from the grassroots and climbed up by himself, not some official's son."

  The crescent moon behind the big glasses curved up satisfactorily.

  "By the way, I heard from Ah Yan that something's wrong with your eyes? Have you seen a doctor? I know an ophthalmologist." Jiang Mei enthusiastically asked about her learning to drive.

  Manman was reluctant to mention the matter, according to the vague words of the two uncles that day, it seemed to say that she had a psychological problem, only saying: "There are friends of General Lu and General Yao who have helped me take a look, they said it's not a big deal, Second Sister please rest assured."

  Lord Jun? Lord Yao?

  Jiang Mei recalled that night at the full moon banquet, the two masters' concern for Manman was truly astonishing. If she hadn't known their characters, she would have almost thought the two masters were there to steal her brother's wife.

  It seemed like they had touched on a sensitive topic, and both of them fell silent at the same time.

  ……

  "Who's there? Yanyan, go open the door."

  Xu Yujiao, who was stir-frying in the kitchen, had been calling out for a long time. The doorbell rang and her little daughter couldn't hear it from inside the room, so she had to turn off the stove first and walk over to open the door.

  At the gate stood Wen Shitong.

  Xu Yu'e stared with her mouth agape: "Mr. Wen? Uncle Shi Tong? Third Uncle?"

  Wen Shitong is younger than both Wen Shixuan and Wen Shi Rong.

  "Big sister-in-law." Wen Shitong's chubby face cracked a smile.

  As he was about to take a step forward, Xu Yu'e hastily retreated a step and made way: "Sit down, please sit down, Third Uncle."

  Don't forget that the place where you and your daughter live now was donated by Wen Shitong. Xu Yuye hurriedly ran into the kitchen to pour water for Wen Shitong, shouting: "Yuanyuan, come out quickly to see the guest!"

  "Yuan Yuan is working hard for her transfer exams, right?" Seeing her flustered appearance, Wen Shi Tong smiled contentedly with narrowed eyes.

  He had always been in control of Wen Huan's situation. At first, Wen Huan was able to be transferred to Beijing by the vice principal who could be transferred by the school, thanks to Jin Ruowen's first sponsorship fee. After Jin Ruowen went to jail, Wen Huan's transfer sponsorship fell through. The vice principal's promise to Wen Huan and her mother might fall through at any time.

  Wen Huan is making another effort, but without a significant sponsorship fee or someone who can speak on her behalf, wanting to get into Beijing's key high school and then the Central Academy of Fine Arts is like a toad trying to eat swan meat, a pipe dream. The reason is that Wen Huan herself may have decent painting skills, but when it comes to artistic talent, especially compared to Manman who was praised by Professor Ximen at the full moon banquet, she falls short by a lot.

  What's surprising is that Manman, who had always been unremarkable, suddenly shone brightly on the day of the full moon banquet.

  Poor daughter Wen Mingzhu, no matter how much she guarded against it, still fell into Manman's hands.

  The palm of his hand grasped the glass cup with a force as if he wanted to crush it.

  Xu Yujiao watched him take the cup with a look of horror and trepidation.

  The door creaked open and Wen Huan walked out with two black eye circles on.

  She had been sleepless for several nights, every time thinking of returning to her hometown with her mother, if the transfer was not successful, and going back to her original school, how many jealous eyes would be waiting to mock her.

  "Wanyuan, sit down." Wen Shitong was more enthusiastic towards her than Xu Yuye, and insisted that she sit next to him on the sofa.

  As for Wen Mingzhu's father, Wen Huan didn't have a good impression of him. After all, back then, Wen Shitong had refused to help their family in their time of need. However, she knew that now there was only Wen Shitong left to rely on.

  "Third Uncle." Wen Huan put on a smiling face and sat down beside Wen Shi Tong with great familiarity.

  "Yuan Yuan, I know it's been tough for you and your mom. I heard that your sister and brother-in-law were unwilling to help with the cost of transferring schools. The world is a cold place, and Third Uncle understands." Wen Shi Tong began, squeezing out sympathetic tears.

  Yu'e and her mother pricked up their ears to listen to him.

  "Look at this sponsorship fee, can't you be more generous?" Xu Yujiao urged anxiously.

  "I have the heart, but I lack the strength."

  A single sentence turned the tables, and Xu Yujiao's face fell.

  Wen Yu's stubborn eyes stared at Wen Shi Tong and said: "Third Uncle, if you didn't have a way, you wouldn't come to me and my mom, right?"

  This child is indeed as he thought, with great ambition.

  "Yuan Yuan, you're really clever. Your Third Uncle has a plan." Wen Shi Tong's eyes gleamed with cold amusement as he set down his glass, "Third Uncle asks, do you want to go to the Lu family and be their young mistress?"

  Digression

  Of course not to pretend to be your young lady.