Chapter 975: Jiang Qingchi protects his wife!

"You two want to sell the cigarettes and candles of parents' graves, let's step over my corpse first!"
The old lady was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at Zheng Ru blankly, turned her head slowly, and looked at Mu Gang again.
This is the good son she gave birth to, selfish, blinded by money, without a phone call all year round, or even unfilial to her, she can bear it, it is related to brotherhood, and the old lady can't bear it.
Zheng Ru lost the standard version of smirk, "Mom... Mu Gang and I are also not having enough cash on hand. Don't worry, when we are rich, we will buy back the graves of brother and sister-in-law."
"You said the same when you sold the house last time!"
Don't open your eyes, the old lady really doesn't want to see this daughter-in-law. The more you look at it, the more angry she gets, which means she has a better temper. In exchange for those tricky and willful mothers-in-laws, she might even make trouble about their couple.
No pension? Still thinking about chewing old? Go dreaming!
‘Your mother is toasting and not eating fine wine. "Zheng Ru winked at Mu Gang in front of the old lady.
Mu Gang frowned, ‘don’t forget it. ’
‘Hey, forget it, your mother is over sixty this year and won’t be able to live long, it’s a curse to keep her. ’
Facing Zheng Ruyin's calculating eyes, Mu Gang frowned even more, "Are you crazy?" She is my mother. ’
‘Wife and Mom, choose one yourself! ’
‘...’ Mu Gang did not speak.
The old lady turned her back to Zheng Ru. She couldn't see the eyebrows of the two people. She stared at the son in front of her with pain and wanted to hold his hand.
"Da Gang, what's the matter with you? When you were young, you were the most sensible in your family. It is good to be rich in the past few years, and our heart cannot go bad."
Zheng Ru gritted her teeth fiercely. The old lady was talking about uselessness with his son again. Isn't it just that she is not pleasing to the eye, so she is instigating discord.
Before Dad Mu Yanzhu died, I didn't see her turning towards Mu Gang much. He usually treats Mu Yanzhu's dead girl, but his grandson can't get anything good.
Although Zheng Ru's house is in the second phase, a well was drilled in the yard because of the lack of water in the town.
The old lady's diagonally forward is the well, open.
A pair of calloused hands pushed hard against the old lady's wheelchair.
If you die, you are dead, and there is no monitoring at home. When the time comes, you will say that you have accidentally fallen or drowned. Who will be suspicious? !
It was too late, and when the wheelchair fell towards the well, a slender figure rushed over and hugged the old lady from the side. The wheelchair rolled over and pressed directly on Mu Yanzhu's back.
"Grandma, are you okay, grandma?"
"..." The old lady's eyes were hazy, she knew what had just happened.
Feeling a pain in his back, Mu Yanzhu helped the old man to stand up, showing no friendship with his uncle and aunt in his eyes and was replaced by anger.
"Are you crazy? This is murder! Are you trying to kill!"
Zheng Ru coughed in her throat: "What nonsense are you damned girl talking about? She is my mother, can I kill her?"
"Auntie, I don't know how short of money you are, but look at this big house. When you flipped over the house, there was no money. My dad gave Uncle 200,000."
"You don’t have enough money for renovations. My mother, not your family, also asked your mother’s family to borrow money. I borrowed 100,000 yuan. The day after tomorrow is my mother’s anniversary. You sold my dad’s on my father’s anniversary The house, don’t even let my parents’ graves go now? You are simply not as good as beasts!"
"What do you say? Your parents have been dead for so many years. Who will provide you with food and clothing, and provide you for school these years? Didn't we pay for you? Now our family is having difficulties, what happened to selling land and graves? Learn to be flexible and be flexible to make money. Otherwise, the land is left there and it doesn’t move. Do you point to the father-in-law to make you rich?"
"Haha. Get rich?"
A thin sneer appeared on Mu Yanzhu's lips, "I really want to know how you got rich overnight, with no capital and no deposits, oh yes, you have the courage to kill, stealing shouldn't be a problem, right? "
As soon as he said this, Zheng Ru's eyelids twitched fiercely and winked at his husband behind Mu Yanzhu.
If Mu Yanzhu knew that the five million inheritance her father left her during his death was in their hands, then everything would be gone!
Mu Gang sighed in his heart, smoke candles, don't blame uncle, uncle doesn't want to, it's just that you are too nosy today.
"Auntie, I don't want to miss the relationship between relatives," Mu Yanzhu faced Zheng Ru, tears streaming down, "You disappointed me too much. I was chilled and cold. From now on--"
"Bang!" With a loud bang, Mu Yanzhu hadn't finished what he said. He turned his head and looked over and saw Mu Gang lying on the ground, stepped on his head by a pair of clean sneakers, his teeth spit out, and his mouth was full of blood. , Looks very hideous.
Jiang Qingchi pulled Mu Gang's collar up, regardless of whether he was an elder or not, he hung his head halfway in the well.
"Did you just want to do this to her? Huh?"
"..." Mu Gang's face turned pale for a moment.
"Ah! Husband!"
Zheng Ru was frightened and ran over with a scream, and was glared back by Jiang Qingchi's sharp cold light.
"Come one more step, I will throw him down now, you can collect his body."
After speaking, he pressed Mu Gang's neck and sank him again.
"The weight of your body is in my hand. As long as my hand is released, you can die."
"Young man...no...no...no."
The old lady looked at Jiang Qingchi imploringly. That was her own son. Even if she hated iron for not making steel, how could she watch him be pushed in the well and be alive and dead.
Mu Yanzhu's face turned pale, "Jiang He, it's all right."
Jiang Qingchi finally lifted Mu Gang up.
Mu Gang's face was already swollen, and he was kicked and swollen by Jiang Qingchi at the moment he was about to push Mu Yanzhu.
Zheng Ru ran over, helped her husband up, and pointed to Jiang Qingchi's nose: "Who are you?"
"Who am I to do with you?"
Jiang Qingchi was the most annoyed by others pointing at his nose, and slapped Zheng Ru's hand away.
Zheng Ru covered the back of his hand and gritted his teeth fiercely, "You beat my husband like this, I'm going to sue you, and you're going to jail."
"Go and sue."
Jiang Qingchi opened a cold smile at the corner of his mouth. He has always been a careless person. At this moment, the rare frost appeared on his face, like a vast abyss of ice and snow.
He squatted down in front of Mu Yanzhu, held her wrist, let her lie on his shoulder, and then stood up with her on his back.
"If my wife has a broken rib, neither of you will run away! If I don't demolish your house, I won't call you Grandpa Jiang!"
Jiang Qingchi left with Mu Yanzhu on his back, and Muran walked in to deal with the rest.
The relationship between Muran and Mu Gang was not good. He didn't like this father when he was a child. He felt that his father was very selfish, and he didn't care for him, only harsh.
Zheng Jura held her son's arm, "Son, go to the hospital and see if your father's face is swollen."
"Mom, it's not that I said, self-inflicted is the word that describes you and my father."
"what did you say?!"
"... I said, the ambulance will be here soon, wait a minute."

Jiang Qingchi ran to the hospital with Mu Yanzhu on his back.
He finally returned to his normal face along the way. Just now, she was only a second away from Death, all the worries, fears, anxiety and fear...
Fear of losing her completely, and never seeing her powerlessness again, like vines entangled Jiang Qingchi's heart.
The twenty-year-old boy suddenly cried, sniffed and wiped away tears.
Mu Yanzhu lay on him, "Jiang He, are you crying?"
"What am I... I was scared to death just now..."
"Are you afraid of my uncle?"
"Fart. He wants to push you from behind you... You said, if you never see you again, you disappear from my world, what should I do?"
Wiping tears while talking, except when Yuli died, and when his parents got divorced, I never cried like this again.
Mu Yanzhu reached a hand and wiped his tears.
"My fate is too big. My dad asked someone to tell me that I could live to be a hundred years old."
"..."
"Don't cry, you elders are still crying?" He turned his head to look at him, but was raised by Jiang Qingchi.
"You are not allowed to look at me now, ashamed."
"No shame, you just...I think I'm so handsome!"
"Is it just handsome?"
"You are handsome every day, you are the most handsome in my heart."
Jiang Qingchi was satisfied with this flattery.
Mu Yanzhu continued to lie on Jiang Qingchi's back, disappointed like a dark cloud hovering in his eyes.
Since the uncle beat her cruelly-
No, she knew from the time when her aunt cruelly punished grandma, there was something that had completely died on this day.
Will never recover again.
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