Chapter 9: Wife, I Was Wrong
Tang Ximu was unwilling, thinking that he couldn't sit still.
So he took the initiative to attack, stood up and grabbed Zhang's mother's hand, and called out coquettishly: "Mom~"
"Eh~" Zhang Mu stretched out the tail note and turned her head.
I saw my daughter-in-law frowning pitifully, like a sad little milk cat, looking at her sadly.
The person who watched it was distressed, and her heart was about to melt.
immediately changed his position, stood by his daughter-in-law's side again, and looked at his son coldly.
"Ahem!" Mother Zhang cleared her throat, straightened her posture, and said in a dark voice: "Hmph, don't think that you can confuse me with a piece of cake." ”
Then there was a heavy count: "It's not that I said that your son, no matter how you do, you can't beat a woman." Look at what Xiao Mu's hand and face have become, I feel distressed when I see it, how good it will be if I have a scar in the future. You're ruthless, women aren't used to fight, they're used to hurt......"
Mother Zhang gently lifted Tang Ximu's bloodstained and untreated hand to show him.
Zhang Tinghan is very smart, and he is not in a hurry to explain back, like a subordinate who has been scolded, and he only knows how to say: "Mom teaches you a lesson." ”
Tang Ximu, who watched it, was relieved for a while, and his heart was ecstatic, I didn't expect it, Zhang Hanhan, you also have today.
However, this is not enough to relieve the gas. Being scolded a few times is nothing, it doesn't hurt or itch.
Tang Ximu pulled her mother's arm, and lit the cannon fire euphemistically and silently: "Mom, it's all my fault, it's because I'm ignorant and don't know how to get along with Sister Shen, so I will make Tinghan unhappy." ”
She looked at Zhang Tinghan innocently, and she couldn't stop the ecstasy in her heart. This trick of hers is really amazing!
Mother Zhang felt very sorry for her daughter-in-law when she heard the first half of the sentence, and her daughter-in-law was too sensible and reasonable.
But when she heard the second half of the sentence, the point came, and Zhang's mother was taken aback: "What?!" Xiao Mu, what are you talking about, that little girl is still entangled with my son, and she even ran to the house? ”
Zhang's mother's face was facing her, and she asked seriously: "Xiao Mu, you tell your mother the truth, is Zhang Tinghan because that wild girl beat you?" ”
Tang Ximu didn't speak, and didn't dare to speak, she quietly glanced at Zhang Tinghan, as if she was afraid, and immediately lowered her head, took a step back and hid behind Zhang's mother.
"No, Mom!" She snapped out her denials.
Zhang Tinghan looked at Tang Ximu, who was perfect in acting, expressionlessly, and he couldn't help but want to spend a huge amount of money to award her the Best Actress of the Year Award.
Her denial reinforces the facts.
Zhang's mother was angry enough, and she was on fire, and she made a terrible accusation at Zhang Tinghan: "Okay, you, you rebel, you are going to be angry with me, an old woman!" You don't look at how old you are, you are all married, and you are still like an eight-year-old child, how can your father and I trust you with all the family business in the future......"
Tang Ximu hurriedly arranged for Zhang's mother to sit down, poured another glass of water for her to drink, and comforted: "Mom, don't be angry, being angry is not good for your body and skin." ”
"I ...... I'm so angry......" Zhang's mother panted and glared at her uncompetitive son.
Under the gaze of Zhang's mother, Zhang Tinghan wrote a letter of guarantee, promising that he would never beat his daughter-in-law again, and would not let other women go home.
He put down the pen, walked to Tang Ximu's side, hugged her warmly, kissed her lightly on the cheek, and begged for forgiveness sincerely and in a low voice: "Wife, I love you, I was wrong, there will be no next time, forgive me, okay?" ”
Tang Ximu only felt a chill in his heart, but he still showed a smile of enjoyment and happiness.
"Wife, I was really wrong, I should have beaten me, or you can beat me and relieve your anger." Zhang Tinghan grabbed her other uninjured hand and hit him in the chest.
It's not that he has a sincere attitude or anything like that, it's that she is really tired and doesn't want to play, so she simply shows mercy to him and gives him a step: "I forgive you, husband." ”
Seeing that the two of them were reconciled as affectionately as before, Zhang's mother nodded with satisfaction.