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Chapter 57

"Cousin, have you ever lost your integrity?" Yun Jiao interrupted her, her words were not as soft as usual, but with rare decisiveness: "With Shen Changdong's actions, let alone cousin just talking to a man in a private room, she would If he is serious about cheating and raising men, he should be the one to make him a green-headed turtle, that would be happy."

"Yunjiao, you...you, how did you learn these words..." Ji Yaru was dumbfounded, so shocked that she was speechless. How could the girl say these words?

After Yun Jiao said this, she felt something was wrong and secretly blamed herself for being so quick-tongued.

Besides, although this aunt was born in a small family, her fourth aunt was very strict in her discipline. Therefore, her three brothers and sisters were all well-behaved people, so naturally they would not tolerate such vulgar words.

Yun Jiao lowered her eyebrows and looked uncomfortable, covering up: "I also listened to what others said when chatting..."

"Yunjiao, these words are all spoken by ordinary people in the city. Only that shrew can say them. You are a lady of the world. Remember not to imitate such vulgar things in the future..." Ji Yaru grabbed her and warned her earnestly. .

Before he finished speaking, he heard a commotion, mixed with the sound of a woman crying, as if there was a quarrel ahead.

"What happened?" Yun Jiao looked at the direction from which the sound came, confused.

"Go and take a look." Ji Yaru also stood on tiptoe and looked around.

"Jianjia, come here!" Yunjiao called loudly.

Jian Jia felt like she was being pardoned, and hurriedly trotted to follow with hibiscus and yellow flowers.

Several people followed the direction of the sound and returned to the front hall.

I saw Mrs. Ding standing in front of the hall crying and trembling all over, Mrs. Zhou sitting on the ground and hammering the ground with her fists. The two of them cried one after another and responded to each other, which was very lively.

Especially Mrs. Zhou, who was crying and cursing: "You who can kill a thousand swords, don't bully me, a widow, just because of your height and strength. If you don't end well, go and keep company with that damn ghost like me right away."

Your family is going to die from seven to eight children, from the youngest to the oldest."

Yun Jiao frowned in disgust, Zhou's words were extremely vicious.

It's strange that Taoists often say that they don't compete with widows. Who can stand such curses?

The fourth aunt, Qian Fangxiang, had an impatient temper and was almost furious. She looked at the two people having fun in front of her and said, "Second sister-in-law, second sister-in-law! Which song are you singing? What do you want to do?" "

The fourth uncle, Ji Rongshang, stood in front of the table in the hall with a livid face, glaring at the two men with wide eyes, his chest rising and falling slightly, and his left hand clenched into a fist on the table, obviously very angry.

He was born as a martial artist, tall and handsome in appearance, but his temperament was quite peaceful and he did not get angry easily.

Moreover, he dotes on his wife and children in every possible way, especially these two daughters. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are his lifeblood. People in Dayuan Dynasty regard men as the root of their offspring. It is extremely rare for someone to dote on his daughters like him.

His second uncle, Liu Zhuangyong, who was standing next to him, didn't look very good. He kept mumbling: "It's really unlucky. What kind of deal is this... Hey, what kind of deal is this..."

The second uncle was a small businessman who walked around the streets, selling charcoal in winter, sugar-coated haws in summer, and vegetables from time to time. If he really had nothing to do, he would also collect rags.

Because he has been traveling around all year round, he looks a bit dark, and he does not look as young as Ji Shangrong. Naturally, this is partly because he is older.

In addition, he was also a pine helper in their village, and he was familiar with the details of funerals.

In addition to these few people, there are still four fusongs left in the house. Watching the deceased is their duty, so every night they will send four people to accompany the family members of the deceased.

It seems that we have agreed that Ji Rongshang and Liu Zhuangyong will keep vigil tonight.

"Dad, what's going on?" Ji Yaru asked quickly.

Qian Fangxiang was already angry. When he raised his eyes and saw his daughter, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Get out of here, this is none of your business!"

"Mother..." Ji Yaru was choked by her, and tears burst into her eyes.

"I told you to get out of the way! Don't you understand?" Qian Fangxiang was furious.

"Why are you shouting at a child?" Ji Rongshang couldn't bear to look at it and said warmly to Ji Yaru: "Ru'er, go to bed with Jiao'er first. You don't need to worry about this."

Yunjiao hurriedly pulled Ji Yaru out of the door.

Ji Yaru looked at her with tears in her eyes and was about to speak, but Yun Jiao quickly signaled her to be silent, and the two retreated to the shadows to listen carefully.

Then I heard my second uncle Liu Zhuangyong trying to persuade me: "Second sister-in-law, if you have anything to say, please say it. Don't take the lead and cry non-stop here. We are all a family. It is unnecessary to do this. It will not sound good if it is spread out."

The implication is that there are outsiders here, and you don’t have to worry about others laughing at you.

Mrs. Ding stopped crying and roared loudly: "What's wrong with me! Second aunt, you think I'm at fault! I was just joking with my sister-in-law, he's like a mad dog trying to bite!"

The aunt is the uncle. When Ding married into the Qian family, he had to call the Qian family relatives like children. This is both a rule and a sign of intimacy.

Liu Zhuangyong was obviously in a dilemma: "It's just a joke, this... Ru'er is still in the boudoir after all. There are some things you can't say nonsense..."

"What nonsense am I talking about!" Mrs. Zhou jumped up from the ground: "You can't even tell a joke, Ding Qinji, you are such a delicate niece!

What’s wrong with me weighing ten pounds! I’m not worthy of that rich girl of yours. If I say we’re going to get married, it’s like killing you!

You will keep him at home for the rest of your life, and you will be able to carve a meat coffin!"

"boom!"

It was the sound of a heavy slamming of the table.

"Old widow! You still say that!" Ji Rongshang shouted angrily: "If my mother-in-law hadn't been lying here, my tea cup would have fallen on your face right away!"

Then there was the sound of the teacup slamming on the table.

According to custom, you are not allowed to break anything at home within seven or forty-nine days after a person dies, otherwise the transformed ingots will turn into pieces of silver and be worthless in the hands of the deceased.

"You throw it, you throw it!" Mrs. Zhou started to act up again: "If you have the ability, throw it. If you don't throw it now, you will be raised by me..."

"Yunjiao, what should we do?" Ji Yaru was so anxious that she pulled Yunjiao's sleeve tightly.

Why didn't Yunjiao understand when she heard this?

What she said during the day was good, but Mr. Zhou fell out with her and fell in love with Ji Yaru as his granddaughter-in-law.

Mrs. Zhou just now was probably trying to test the meaning of her fourth uncle Ji Rongshang with her words. She never thought that her fourth uncle was so eager to protect her daughter that she became furious.

"Let's go call the second aunt and the third aunt," Yun Jiao thought for a while and said.

My second aunt, Qian Fangyi, is dignified and generous, approachable and easy to convince when she speaks.

However, people who are easily convinced are not people like Ding and Zhou who cannot be judged by common sense.

So I need my third aunt to scare me.
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