Sister-in-law Huang thought as she walked: Why did Lao Wu break his foot in the greenhouse this morning, and he is still there, how does his son know? There must be some deception in this.

Sister-in-law Huang followed Wu Congcong straight into the greenhouse, and saw Lao Wu sitting on a wooden bench drooping his head, holding his left ankle with both hands, and screaming in pain one after another.

As soon as Sister-in-law Huang approached Lao Wu, she saw that there was a faint smell of wine in the red and swollen part that was rubbed, and she became more and more suspicious that Lao Wu did not break his foot while working in the greenhouse, so she said to Wu Congcong, your father is not like he broke his foot this morning, and he can still smell the smell of wine, did he break his foot in your house last night? It seems to have been dipped in white wine and kneaded.

Sister-in-law Huang also let out a sneer, even if you broke your feet while working in my greenhouse this morning, it is impossible for you to get liquor from home and dip it in it to rub your father's feet so quickly. I won't talk about this medical fee, I won't pay any money. Your father didn't stumble here at all. And pointed to Wu Congcong and said, you actually carried your father who broke his foot at home to my vegetable greenhouse to frame him, didn't you?

Wu Congcong felt that he was really self-defeating in doing this, and he couldn't answer right for a while.

Lao Wu snorted at Sister-in-law Huang, I just did something wrong with you, you have to pay some money for my treatment, or I'll find your man.

The reason why Lao Wu said this was because he believed that he had mastered the private relationship between the hostess and the yellow-haired man. He tried to blackmail her by telling the truth of what he had observed, but he finally held back, because it was not yet time to pinch her weakness.

Mo said, looking for my man, even if he finds the county magistrate to complain. Sister-in-law Huang snorted and walked away.

A few days later, Huang's husband, Wang Jiamu, returned home and found a bouquet of roses in a large vase in his bedroom, which was as red as fire. He suddenly thought that when he was staying in the Jiangbei Hotel, he saw that the flowers that a man gave to a girl were also this kind of roses, could it be that the bouquet of roses at home was also ......

He was staring at the bouquet of roses, and his wife approached him and lied and said, Jiamu, a few days ago, I went to Jiangnan City, bought it from the flower market, and planted it in a vase to add color to the family, do you like it or not?

Wang Jiamu said, Wang Huiyun, this is a rose, which is generally bought by men and given to women, how can you buy it yourself?

I don't buy it myself, who will buy this flower for me? You're rigid, you don't have a little mood, will you buy roses for me? The wife took advantage of the topic to play, but instead used words of blame to suppress Wang Jiamu.

Wang Jiamu said, we are all old husbands and wives who have been married for many years, why is this kind of romance rare?

I say you don't have a mood! It's a loss for me to live with you. The wife remembered that Ma Huangmao was much more manly than her husband, and she had rejected him in her heart, so she did not speak well to him.

Wang Jiamu endured it and dared to come back from home for many days, his wife should be very enthusiastic, but somehow, she became angry. He couldn't stand that kind of wretchedness, so he collided, Wang Huiyun, I ran the market outside, opened up sales channels for vegetables to make money, and let you live a comfortable life at home, how do you say that you lose money living with me? Do you still speak with a little conscience?

I'm upset. The wife took out a note from her body and said matter-of-factly, Wang Jiamu, don't call me Wang Huiyun in the future, I don't have the surname Wang, my surname is Huang.

What did you say? Wang Jiamu looked at her inexplicably and asked.

The wife unfolded the note, asked Wang Jiamu to read the time of birth and the word "yellow" written on it, and told the situation that the mother said a few days ago, and Wang Jiamu believed it. In fact, he had already heard from the Venerable Master that he was his own and his wife was the one who raised him, but he never mentioned this topic.

Now that she already knows it, Wang Jiamu simply followed her words, then I will call you Huang Huiyun in the future. No matter what your name is, you are not my wife, can you become someone else's wife?

Huang Huiyun smiled sullenly, and then gritted her teeth. I thought: I'm not your wife now, although I'm still your wife in name, but my heart or my soul has been hooked away by Ma Huangmao, what do you do with me?

Wang Jiamu looked at Huang Huiyun, who was holding the note in her hand, with a complicated expression on her face, and was stunned for a while without speaking, so she asked her, are you making trouble with me about this?

What is it? Isn't it? Huang Huiyun said this, and wanted to continue to make things difficult for her husband. Suddenly, I heard someone shouting at the gate, Boss Wang, you're back, I'm looking for you for something!

Huang Huiyun looked back and saw that it was none other than Wu Congcong, who said that his father had broken his feet while working in the greenhouse vegetable field. Thinking that he was looking for trouble, he walked out of the bedroom and said angrily, Wu Congcong, you don't have to look for him, your father's foot is broken, and it has nothing to do with us.

Sister-in-law Huang, I can't talk to you, I want to talk to Boss Wang, he is an understanding person. Wu Congcong said in a derogatory tone.

What's going on? Wang Jiamu walked to the hall in a few steps and asked Wu Congcong to come in and speak slowly.

But before he could speak, Huang Huiyun shouted loudly to suppress his voice, and after giving a good reason, he only bit one sentence, the matter of Lao Wuwei's foot has nothing to do with our family.

Wang Jiamu told his wife to shut up, and asked Wu Congcong to say, Wu Congcong knew that he couldn't say it, because there was no reason to say her, so he simply said less, and only took out two notes and handed them to Wang Jiamu, Boss Wang, my father works here with you, and he broke his foot, your wife doesn't admit it, now it doesn't matter if you admit it or not, don't talk about it, my dad is working in your greenhouse vegetable field, right?

Wang Jiamu nodded while looking at the two notes, and Wu Congcong continued, since he is working here and has broken his foot, then from the perspective of benevolence and morality, even if your boss Wang reaches out to help, you should help my father solve a little medical expenses!

Wang Jiamu looked at two notes, one was the cost of the soothing and blood-invigorating plaster issued by the nearby Qizhuang master, 50 hanging money; One is a slightly farther Majiawan Dinglang issued a suction tube fee of 80 hanging money, and the two items are a total of 130 hanging yuan.

He returned the two notes to Wu Congcong and said, I am too embarrassed for your request, your father is working with me, and I will pay all the wages that should be paid, but I can't pay the money that shouldn't be paid. Seeing that her husband's point of view was the same as her, Huang Huiyun, who was standing next to her, no longer spoke.

Wu Congcong was not good at giving up, and threatened, if you shirk this responsibility, I will write a complaint to sue you.

In fact, even if you write a piece of paper, you may not be able to win the lawsuit, and even if you can win the lawsuit, you have to come up with a lot of money to bribe, but where does Wu Congcong's family have a lot of money to bribe? Wu Congcong knew that there was no hope, but wanted to take other ways to teach him a lesson. When he left here, he said to the couple, "Wait and see!"

Bah! What are you messing around? Wang Jiamu doesn't care about Wu Congcong at all, he often runs the market, and he can be regarded as a person who runs the rivers and lakes, so he is not surprised by this kind of thing.

At this time, he walked around the hall with his hands behind his back a few times, and then turned to the inner room, and suddenly found a big straw hat on the wooden cabinet on the wall, so he asked Huang Huiyun, whose is this?

Huang Huiyun was nervous in her heart, of course she knew that it was Ma Huangmao, but she couldn't tell the truth, she made up a lie and said that it was Lao Wu's, he was thirsty and came to our house to drink water a few days ago, and dropped his straw hat here. Wang Jiamu didn't think much about it and asked, has Lao Wu's salary been paid?

The month hasn't finished yet, and I haven't paid it. Huang Huiyun said, walked into the inner room and tied up the waist cloth to cook rice.

After a while, she heard a "bang" sound in the bedroom, thinking that something had broken, she ran over from the kitchen to see, it turned out that Wang Jiamu somehow dropped the big vase on the cabinet and broke it.

The water that raises flowers flows sideways with the ground, and the rose branches are also messily lying on the ground, but Wang Jiamu picked up a rose and explained embarrassedly to Huang Huiyun, who was staring at him gloomily, I just pulled a rose out of the vase and wanted to smell it, but I accidentally tripped over the vase with my hand...... I can't blame me, I will go to Jiangbei in a few days to buy another vase and come back.

The old lady doesn't want you to buy it. Huang Huiyun was angry, and she kicked a piece of the vase and flew up and hit the wall, making a crackling sound again.

Then she stretched out her hand and snatched the rose that Wang Jiamu held in her hand, and then picked up a few roses scattered on the ground with her waist and made them a bunch together, and then pointed to Wang Jiamu and said, Don't touch the old lady's things in the future.

Obviously, she was not just angry with the broken vase, mainly because she saw the bouquet of roses fall to the ground, and was also separated by Wang Jiamu, which made her feel that it was an unlucky omen, that bouquet of roses was given to her by Ma Huangmao, who she had been thinking about in her heart, how could she not take care of it, and let the vase that put it in it was like embracing a love for her?