"That's not the case, if you really look down on your father, you won't visit in person, maybe someone really has something."

Meng Zhuoer defended the Yao family, and she didn't want the good relationship between the two families to be provoked by her.

Qin Meizhen just wanted to open her mouth to refute, but Meng Zhuo'er interrupted her words faster and said to Meng Xiangyi, "Father, you are the only son of the Meng State Mansion, and you will inherit the title in the future, but the Yao family has no title to inherit, although you don't have a son yet, but in the long run, our family has a better future, who dares to look down on you."

In the end, Grandpa Yao is unwilling to stay, in addition to having important things, but also because he is not of the same generation as you, and he can't say anything, if he really looks down on you, how can he attach so much importance to the daughter you born. ”

Meng Xiangyi's ears are soft, Qin Meizhen can sow discord in just a few words, and Meng Zhuoer will also break the broken Meng Xiangyi back in a few words.

Meng Xiangyi thought for a moment and muttered: "That's what I said, if Old Lady Yao really looked down on me, he wouldn't have come in person." ”

"That is to say, father, you look like this, this is a middle-aged person." Meng Zhuo'er followed the good path.

Qin Meizhen sneered: "When will you still look at your face?" ”

"You don't care when I'm going to be Mrs., but there is one thing to say, one thing I don't understand is that Second Madam, what is going on with you just provoking the Meng Yao family?

Do you not want your father to have such a good foil from the Yao family, or do you not want your father to be middle-aged? What is the harm of your father's extensive connections to you, who doesn't know what kind of heart you have when Mrs. Yao is full of peach and plums all over the world. ”

Meng Zhuo'er changed her words and directly pointed the finger at Qin Meizhen, so that she couldn't speak, "I can see it, you don't want your father to be good at all."

There is a way that marrying a wife is not virtuous and ruining three generations, and I now seriously suspect that it is because of your existence that my father is so unhappy now.

Do you want to offend the Yao family, don't you want me to marry the second prince and glorify my ancestors. ”

She was right with her words.

Meng Zhuo'er has a good mouth, and the black can make her say white.

Meng Xiangyi can't get famous, and he can't be a martial artist in three-legged cat kung fu, he is a representative of the nobility who can't do martial arts, and Meng Guogong's mansion is a prosperous family, I don't know how many people have laughed at him behind his back over the years.

That's why Meng Xiangyi was so obsessed with honoring his ancestors and wanting to climb high branches, and when he heard that Qin Meizhen almost hurt himself, he glared at him fiercely:

"Okay, I'll just say why I'm so unlucky, it turns out that you are behind your back...... I think that if you hadn't been by my side at the beginning, I would have been a court official a long time ago. ”

Meng Xiangyi was so angry that he dragged Qin Meizhen violently, "You give me some peace, and then sow discord and say those, I will divorce you." ”

"That's not it, I haven't even given birth to a son for so many years, and now I'm still here to block your way for your father."

Meng Zhuo'er shook her head regretfully, "Father, in fact, I'm surprised, how can there be a good man like you in this world, even if this wife has only given birth to a daughter for you in the past seventeen years, and has not given birth to a son, how can you be so good to her, no concubines, no outer room, if you were someone else, you would have formed a group earlier." ”

Meng Zhuo'er understands the weaknesses of people and the things that contemporary people care about the most, and when she opens her mouth, it is a burst of output, which makes Qin Meizhen unable to guard against it.

In this era of low status of women, marrying someone is considered a second reincarnation, and whether there is a future depends either on the husband's sincerity to his wife, or on whether his belly is fighting or not, and whether he can give birth to a son.

Failing to give birth to a son has always been the reason why Qin Meizhen can't straighten her waist in this family, after being broken by Meng Zhuo'er, Qin Meizhen's face is blue and white, and Meng Xiangyi's face is even more ugly.

He would not have been an introspective person, and he was not responsible, Meng Zhuo'er's words made him blame Qin Meizhen for all these years of unhappiness and the lack of a son.

"Useless mother-in-law, I warn you that you give me a little peace, otherwise I will divorce you."

Meng Xiangyi was poked in the sore spot and left home angrily.

"Old man......"

Qin Meizhen chased after her in a panic, but was thrown to the ground by Meng Xiangyi in front of everyone, not caring about Qin Meizhen's face as the wife of the Guogong Mansion.

Meng Zhuo'er let out a 'wow', with her hands on her hips, it was called schadenfreude: "It seems that you have tried your best, even at the expense of giving birth to a daughter out of wedlock, and the man who is the outer room of a married man does not take you seriously." ”

Qin Meizhen turned her head and glared at Meng Zhuo'er viciously: "You, you did it on purpose......"

"You did it on purpose, you deliberately provoked your father's dissatisfaction with the Yao family, to put it bluntly, you just can't see me marrying into the royal family, but unfortunately, your plan fell through."

Meng Zhuo'er smiled perversely, "Second lady, just be angry, I can understand you, after all, your only daughter...... It was to marry a dead man and be a wife to the dead man. ”

"You ......"

Qin Meizhen was said to be in the sore spot, and she was angry and wanted to hit Meng Zhuo'er, but Meng Zhuo'er was not the submissive master before.

She directly held the other party's fallen hand, and the backhand was a slap in the face.

With a snap, Qin Meizhen's earrings were fanned off.

She was stunned and looked at Meng Zhuo'er in disbelief: "You...... You hit me? How dare you hit me-"

Qin Meizhen gritted her teeth, "You are a disobedient and unfilial thing, if you dare to beat your stepmother, I will report it to Dali Temple immediately and let ......"

"If you have the ability, you can go, don't make me feel like I'm afraid of you." Meng Zhuo'er's indifferent attitude.

Even though she knew that the junior would most likely be killed with a rod if she beat the elders of the clan, she was still not afraid.

"If I die, that's your death, and Meng Yifei." Meng Zhuo'er said lightly, as if she was describing today's weather,

"Don't talk about grandfather, if you really dare to go to Dali Temple to mess with me, the first one who won't let you go is my father."

"You ......"

Qin Meizhen was so blocked that she couldn't say a word.

She doesn't care about Meng Xiangyi, but Meng Yifei is her own flesh and blood, and she can't ignore it.

She couldn't let herself have anything to do with her.

If something really happened to her, then Fei Fei would really be bullied to death.

"Little slut, I'll kill you."

Qin Meizhen had no choice but to grit her teeth and tear her.

But women who don't know martial arts fight back and forth with just a few tricks, either grabbing their hair or pinching people.

But Meng Zhuo'er is a martial arts person.

Without much effort, she twisted Qin Meizhen's hand with her backhand, kicked her leg socket again, and threw Qin Meizhen out with an over-the-shoulder drink.

Qin Meizhen grinned in pain, squirming in pain like a maggot.

"Eh, second lady, are you okay? No matter how you walk, you are so careless. ”

Meng Zhuo'er laughed harmlessly, and the maid on the side wanted to step forward to help, but was frightened by her fierce gaze and didn't dare to step forward.

She walked over and stepped on the flower pot shoes directly on Qin Meizhen's neck.

It was a flowerpot shoe nearly seven or eight centimeters high, and when I really stepped down, my neck was almost the same.

The hatred on Qin Meizhen's face suddenly turned into horror: "Meng Zhuo'er, what do you want to do?"