Not only that, Zhao Yongbo, who wanted to use his mother Ye Qingzhou to cling to the wealthy businessman Dou Yuanliang, also gathered the whole family to discuss how to make his mother forgive them after the meal.

Several people proposed methods separately, but they were all rejected one by one.

In the end, Zhao Jiafei, who was in a daze with his books in the corner, opened his mouth faintly, "My grandmother, she is now the godmother of Dou Yuanliang, the richest businessman in the city, what house and money do you have?" If you still want to use this set, it won't work! ”

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, Jiafei, you can tell me a way that works!" Zhao Yongbo looked at his son, who had studied at home, and hoped that he would find a solution.

"Actually, it's not difficult, we just need to find out the root cause behind the matter, which caused my grandmother to be angry and unwilling to be close to us anymore, right?" When Zhao Jiafei spoke, a pair of eyes looked at his mother, Wang Hongxia, who had a blue nose and swollen face, without blinking.

Zhao Jiafei's proposal simply took the vicious calculation that his mother had done to his grandmother Ye Qingzhou before.

"That's right! I said that our mother-in-law and I have been serving me with good food and drink for more than 50 years, not only giving birth to children for me, but also managing both the family and the outside of the house, and never complaining. As soon as Zhao Jianzhong opened his mouth, he directly slapped his face with what he said a few days ago.

It's as if all the bad things in the past have nothing to do with him.

"It's your Wang Hongxia, a poisonous woman, that I just let you take care of your mother-in-law for me for two or three days, so I will directly force such a good person to be separated from me." Zhao Jianzhong pointed to Wang Hongxia's nose, and his mouth was full of words, "You are the cancer that provoked our family and the relationship with Qingzhou!" ”

"Dad, isn't that a little inappropriate for what you said?" Zhao Yongbo on the side, although he also felt that his wife was at fault, and he beat her and scolded her, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

However, when he heard his father repeatedly accuse Wang Hongxia, he was still a little unhappy in his heart, "How has my mother treated you all these years, and how have you treated her, haven't you counted it in your own heart?" ”

"......" Zhao Jianzhong was so choked by his second son, who he loved most since childhood, that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Since he was forced by his parents more than fifty years ago, he separated from his childhood sweetheart Xiaoyu and married Ye Qingzhou according to his parents' orders, and his heart was full of disgust for this woman.

Even Zhao Yonghai, the eldest son born to him with Ye Qingzhou, was also regarded as a thorn in his side.

After marriage, Zhao Jianzhong still had secret meetings with Xiaoyu from time to time, and promised that she would divorce his wife and marry her in the future.

But people's hearts always change too fast, in the second year of his marriage, Xiaoyu couldn't bear the torment and waiting of [stealing] love, so he became a concubine of a rich family and married away from home.

Because of this, Zhao Jianzhong was drenched in rain all night, resulting in a cold and high fever, and his wife Ye Qingzhou took care of him silently by the bedside for five days.

After Zhao Jianzhong recovered, he finally looked at the knotted wife he was marrying, Ye Qingzhou.

The relationship between husband and wife has gradually warmed up, which also makes him particularly partial to the second son born at this time, Zhao Yongbo.

Zhao Jianzhong recalled the scenes of the past in his mind, only to feel that Ye Qingzhou, who was full of his husband, was meticulous and hard-working in his eyes, as if they were still in front of him and had never gone away.

"Wang Hongxia, you slut, why are you crying?" The words of the second son Zhao Yongbo pulled Zhao Jianzhong back to reality.

"Get up now, come with me to the city, and go and plead guilty to my mother!" Zhao Yongbo dragged his wife Wang Hongxia's hair and pushed her who had just stood up to the ground again.