Mrs. Cheng refused to believe what Wen Qiao said, she only felt that her son was hopeless, and she could even endure Zhao Qingyan stealing people, and she didn't forget to say good things for her, thinking that she would completely unmask her at one point today, so that her son could realize what kind of poisonous woman she was!

Wen Qiao also knew that her mother had always been prejudiced against Zhao Qingyan, not to mention that she had been wronged by this matter.

Now that there are so many people standing in the room, although Zhao Qingyan lowered his head and didn't say anything, he inevitably felt that he couldn't hold his face.

At the moment when Zhao Qingyan raised her head, Wen Qiao handed her a "Don't worry, everything has me." Looks.

took out the dishes and chopsticks he specially took back to the army from his arms, looked at Mrs. Cheng and said, "Mother, look at what this is?" ”

Mrs. Cheng just glanced at it lightly, and didn't pay attention to it at all, "Isn't this Zhuangzi's bowl and chopsticks?" What's so strange. ”

"Yes, but this bowl and chopsticks were brought to the army from Zhuangzi, and now they are brought to you from the army."

He glanced at the little guy standing behind him quite helplessly, "He is the person you sent over, if you don't believe me, ask him, where did I get this pair of chopsticks from." ”

The little guy nodded again and again to prove it for Wen Qiao.

But Mrs. Cheng still looked unbelieving, and said stiffly, "You used to come to Zhuangzi to eat often, and it was not normal to have a pair of dishes and chopsticks?" Son, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into her, to reverse black and white like this. ”

Wen Zichen saw that Mrs. Cheng had been slandering Zhao Qingyan, and her temper had long been uncontrollable, so she said angrily.

"I still don't believe it when I brought the dishes and chopsticks, if my father can tell what he eats, and then he is a couple with the cook, if it is the same, it can always be confirmed."

I have to say that Wen Zichen's words are to the point, Mrs. Cheng sent her personal maid Qiaoling to ask the cook, and came back to ask Wen Qiao.

Sure enough, the names of the dishes they said were really the same.

However, even so, Mrs. Cheng still didn't want to believe that Zhao Qingyan was innocent, and her face was flushed with anger.

"Zhao Qingyan, when I asked you just now, why did you still say that you ate those meals yourself? And Wen Qiao, do you still need to be sneaky when your Zhuangzi comes back for a meal? Are you all really foolish when I'm old! ”

Before Zhao Qingyan could speak, Wen Zichen muttered first, "It's not that grandma doesn't want your father to come to the Zhuangzi to find your mother, so that your mother doesn't dare to say that the meal is given to your father, and even makes your father have to sneak back to his Zhuangzi to eat." ”

"Chen'er." Zhao Qingyan was afraid that Wen Zichen would be blamed by Mrs. Cheng, so he called her and pulled her behind him.

Before Mrs. Cheng's sharp eyes swept over, Wen Qiao answered, "I also want to come back for dinner, isn't this also because I am afraid that you will be too careful?" I didn't think about this matter well, mother, don't blame Qingyan anymore. ”

Wen Qiao is her biological son after all, in fact, Mrs. Hou is more or less willing to believe his statement by now.

But if you admit that Zhao Qingyan didn't raise a man, wouldn't it be her vexatious trouble today? As his own son, how could Wen Qiao not care about his face.

The "wooden stakes" standing in the room didn't even dare to look at Mrs. Cheng out of the corner of their eyes, but Mrs. Cheng still felt that others must be mocking her.

glared at Zhao Qingyan viciously, and said coldly, "It seems that there is no room for me here, Qiaoling, let's go back." also let Master Hou know what kind of good son we have raised! With that, he left in a rage.

Wen Qiao only had time to stop Qiao Ling and advised, "Take care of my mother for me, don't let her get angry." And this thing is to make something out of nothing, and you are not allowed to chew the root of your tongue casually. ”

The latter sentence is not just for Qiao Ling, but for everyone in the room.

For a while, the people in the room should have said in unison, but it was unknown what everyone was thinking in their hearts.

There was still something in the army, Wen Qiao said a few words to Zhao Qingyan, gathered everyone together, beat it, and rushed back to the army.

Mrs. Hou was still angry when she returned to the Huai'en Hou Mansion, and she didn't have a good face until she went to bed at night.

Huai Enhou asked someone to clarify the reason, and persuaded Mrs. Hou who was tossing and turning, "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and you and I should interfere less in the affairs of Qiao'er and Qingyan." ”

Mrs. Hou was persuaded even more angrily, "You can be the shopkeeper, I, a mother, still feel sorry for my son, you don't know what our son was deceived by Zhao Qingyan's slut." ”

Huai Enhou sighed, knowing that he couldn't persuade him, so he didn't say more, only hoping that Mrs. Cheng could stop as soon as possible and go to bed earlier.

Life in Zhuangzi is as usual, it is still uncommon for Dao Wenqiao to be seen, and Zhao Qingyan still cooks an extra meal every night, and that meal will mysteriously disappear the next morning.

Although the rumors were suppressed, the inquiring looks in the eyes of the people looking at Zhao Qingyan became more and more.

Most people think that Zhao Qingyan must have raised other men in the house, and Wen Qiao's statement that day was just because of the man's face.

Otherwise, Mrs. Cheng knew that Wen Qiao and Zhao Qingyan had some contacts, so why didn't she see Wen Qiao coming to eat openly. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something must have gone wrong between the two people.

Wen Zichen was by Zhao Qingyan's side, and he didn't hear the broken mouths of others these days, "Mother, don't you really talk about them?" ”

Zhao Qingyan didn't take it to heart at all, "Those who are clear are self-purifying, there is nothing to say." Chen'er, you don't need to be angry with them, do you? ”

Wen Zichen responded sullenly.

That night, there was a little maid who had a bad stomach because of gluttony, and kept running to the latrine.

As I passed by the kitchen, I suddenly faintly heard movement inside.

The little girl was frightened, and her body didn't feel uncomfortable, so she ran quickly to the house, calling her grandmother, "Mama, I just passed by the small kitchen and heard a sound, I'm afraid that there is a thief inside, do you want to go and have a look." ”

Mama estimated in her heart, maybe it was the man raised by Zhao Qingyan in the house.

Some people went to see the man's appearance, but they were afraid that they knew too much, so they hesitated for a while.

The little maid urged, "Mama, why don't we go and have a look, otherwise it's really a thief, and I can't tell you clearly." ”

Thinking about it, Mama stepped on her shoes, and went to find two sticks, one by one, to give herself courage in her hands, and secretly went to the kitchen.

The cautious appearance of the two, if they let others look at it, I am afraid that they will think that they are thieves.

The little maid explored the way in front, making sure that there was no talent in front of her beckoning to let Mama follow, Mama was just about to take a step, when she saw the door on her side being pushed open, Zhao Qingyan walked out of the house, looked at her with a little doubt, and then looked at the little maid not far away, "Is something wrong?" What are you doing here? ”