"Aunt Yang Xi, have you heard about Jiang Kun and Wang Junru?" Xie Pujia asked.

When the couple was crisscrossing the sea, Yang Xi was husband and son in Yunlu City, and he didn't know much, so he shook his head.

"I heard one or two things from my father, and I don't know what the situation was at the beginning, I only know."

Yang Xi paused abruptly as he spoke, and then his face was full of confusion.

"It's strange to say, when I first came back, I accompanied the old man to a drinking party, and Wang Junru was also there, and we were two women at the time, so I opened my mouth to communicate with her, and she seemed to speak with a little Yunlu accent."

Yunlu City has a history of hundreds of years of opera, and the opera tone is mixed with local dialects, which is inevitably a little different from Mandarin.

"Yunlu City accent?"

Xie Pujia frowned, he was able to have something to do with Yunlu City.

"Yes." Yang Xi nodded, showing an embarrassed expression.

"You know, except for the first few years, I have been living with Xiaofan's grandparents in the back, the two of them don't speak Mandarin, in order to better understand what my in-laws are talking about, I specially asked Yunlu locals to learn a little, but unfortunately the dialect is not so easy to learn."

This is a very useful piece of information, Xie Pujia secretly wrote it down, thinking that she would have to tell Chu Fan or He Hao when the banquet was over.

After a while, Yang Xi was taken away by Wang Yan, and Su Yaoyao chatted enthusiastically with the unknown girls around her.

Only Xie Pujia was bored, relying on her unusual hearing, she pricked up her ears to listen to the gossip of the wealthy families around her, and the fruit wine in front of her was regarded as a drink by her, and she swallowed it one after another.

I wasn't drunk, but my stomach exploded.

Looking up, Zhao Wanhua was standing side by side with Fang Shuyang, toasting a middle-aged couple, guessing that it was Fang Shuyang's parents.

On the other side, the old man Yang had a perennial face, and Yang Xi and Wang Yan stood in front of him, and the old man had no anger on his face.

The birthday star Zhao Qingbai is surrounded by a circle of good-looking women.

Yes, no acquaintance could point her in the direction of the bathroom.

Fortunately, there are also servants outside, so you can just ask someone to know how to go.

Syllable!

"Idiot!"

Before he could get to the place, he heard a crisp slap, followed by whispers of abuse.

At this moment, Xie Pujia was not in the mood to listen to the corner of the wall, and quickened her pace, as a result-

"Isn't it just a dead man, worthy of your crying like this? How did I, Wang Junru, give birth to such a waste daughter as you? ”

"Mom, that's your son-in-law, how can you be so light-hearted."

"Heh, my son-in-law? People have never treated you as his wife, what kind of son-in-law is it, you make others laugh at you when you say it, do you think you are still in your early twenties? Still talking about dreams here. ”

Listening to the conversation, Xie Pujia's footsteps slowed down.

I didn't expect to hear the corner of Wang Junru and Jiang Meixia's mother and daughter one day.

"But I—I love him......"

Smack-

Another crisp slap.

"Don't be ashamed, a handful of old people, love and love, they shouldn't have brought you to Linhai City in the first place, they should have let you follow your wretched father to eat bran vegetables in the countryside!"

The woman's schoping sound was choppy.

Xie Pujia sighed in her heart.

Jiang Meixia, who looks fierce and spicy on weekdays, is just a daughter who does not dare to resist in front of her own mother, but Wang Junru, an old woman who looks simple and gentle, slapped her daughter without mercy.

"I asked you to kick out that little girl's family, it's been two years, and the person is still intact there, seeing that the relationship with Xiaowan is getting better and better, don't you still do it, have you been kicked in the brain by a donkey?!"

"I, I've thought of a way, but that girl doesn't go out, either at school or in the attached hospital, and the school is followed by another girl, the attached hospital is the territory of the He family, I, I can't interfere."

"Rubbish!"

The old woman showed no mercy.

"You pig brain, but I won't live like this if I inherit a little, you say you're afraid of killing a person, you don't dare to start, give you someone to let you get a person, you are grinding and chirping, I knew that you were so useless, I should have thrown you into the water tank and drowned when I should give birth to you."

Xie Pujia listened to the conversation between the mother and daughter, and her mind was a little confused.

The little girl that Wang Junru asked Jiang Meixia to deal with can't be her, right? What to do with her, does she have any deep hatred with the two, listening to Wang Junru's meaning, she still wants to kill herself?

"You can't do anything at all, you know that the woman who stares at Zhao Shaofeng outside every day, today that girl's eyes have been revolving between me and Lao Jiang, I don't know if I found something, if she or the Zhao family noticed something. Oh, do you still want to be Zhao Shaofeng's surviving person and a good daughter-in-law of the Zhao family? I'm afraid that if I die, I will dig out your grave and stomp on your bones! ”

The more Xie Pujia listened, the more frightened she became.

How is this related to the Zhao family again?

She suddenly remembered that in the past two years, someone had always followed her, and she didn't find out who it was, and then because the other party hadn't done anything but tracking, she didn't pay attention to it.

Could it be that those people are all Jiang Meixia's people?

Ground!

A cold hand covered Xie Pujia's mouth and nose and dragged her aside.

Xie Pujia thought it was Wang Junru's person, and she panicked, and immediately put her left hand on her right wrist, and was about to press the bracelet switch.

"Sister, it's me."

Xie Pujia stopped moving, and her nervous heart was put back in her stomach.

The boy's minty scent sprayed on her neck, his voice was very low, and behind him was his warm embrace.

This action was too intimate, Xie Pujia was a little uncomfortable, and was about to break Chu Fan's hand covering his mouth, but there was a rustling sound in his ears.

"What are you two doing here? What day can't you speak, you have to choose here, there are Zhao family's eyeliner everywhere, be careful! ”

It was Jiang Kun's voice.

The arrival of the man made the mother and daughter shut their mouths.

"I cleaned when I came in, and there were people watching outside, and there was no one else but our mother and daughter." Wang Junru explained.

"The territory of the Zhao family, talk less about family affairs." Although Jiang Kun's voice revealed a hint of old age, it was also spiritual.

Xie Pujia estimated Jiang Kun's age in her mind.

At least in his fifties, the eldest son is only eighteen years old, and the younger son is four years old.

Live to a green old age.

When Wang Junru gave birth to a son, she was not young.

"Dad."

Jiang Meixia called Jiang Kun, her voice was humble, and she could hear that she had great respect for this stepfather.

"Meixia, although Shaofeng is dead, you still have to go on with your life, don't be too sad, there are still children you need to take care of."

Jiang Kun's words were finished, and he told Jiang Meixia to clean up the traces on her face, and then took the mother and daughter back to the banquet hall.

The conversation between the three of them Xie Pujia was heard in a fog.

Jiang Kun and Wang Junru killed Zhao Shaofeng, Jiang Meixia didn't seem to know?

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