Yu Jingjing felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look at him: "Jierong, I want to tell you something, but you are not allowed to be angry."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Jierong was a little confused.

"Say it!" The longer he didn't say anything, the more curious he became.

Yu Jingjing looked nervous, but finally said it out: "I work in a beauty salon. In fact, that shop was opened by me and Sister Wan Zhen."

Zhang Jierong's expression was stunned.

Yu Jingjing was anxious, and immediately grabbed his hand and said coquettishly: "Oh, I really didn't mean to lie to you, I just didn't find the right opportunity to tell you."

Zhang Jierong shook his head: "I'm not angry."

He was not angry as he spoke, but his expression was a little disappointed.

Yu Jingjing felt that he was just angry, so she kissed him on the face: "Don't be angry, okay."

Zhang Jierong shook his head again: "I'm really not angry, I just feel like I'm not worthy of you.

You are the big boss, and I am just a small employee, earning only more than 100 yuan a month."

He felt a lot of pressure on his shoulders.

Yu Jingjing stirred her fingers and continued to tell an even more terrifying news: "Actually, the house we live in is not rented, but I bought it."

"What?" Zhang Jierong immediately lost his composure. When he looked at Yu Jingjing, his expression suddenly became extremely embarrassing.

"Give this house to Xiangdong, I will work hard to save money to buy a house." Zhang Jierong suddenly felt like a freeloader.

Thinking that Lu Dayou came to him alone a few days ago and scolded him for being a pretty boy and eating soft food, he must also know about Yu Jingjing's opening of the store.

"Jierong, actually you don't need to feel pressure. Since we are married, we are a family, husband and wife are one body, and what's mine is yours," Yu Jingjing said, holding his hand.

Zhang Jierong nodded on his face, but in his heart he was working hard to make money.

In his mind, a man has to provide for his family.

To protect the woman behind her back.

Yu Jingjing felt relieved when she saw that he was not angry.

She didn't want to quarrel on the wedding night.

Aunt Zhang returned home, feeling panicked. She accidentally cut her finger while cooking.

Uncle Zhang saw his wife like this and wondered what might have happened. He turned to look at his wife and asked tentatively: "Jerong is getting married today. Didn't he kick you out when you went?"

He didn't expect that he would kill his sister because of money matters. During that time, Uncle Zhang blamed himself in his heart for a long time.

But later, when Old Man Zhang went to his house and made a big fuss and smashed all the valuable things in the house, the guilt in Uncle Zhang's heart disappeared.

He owed his sister just over a hundred yuan, but his brother-in-law went to his house and smashed nearly five to six hundred yuan worth of his stuff. Comparing this, it was obvious that he was at a disadvantage.

Besides, how long has passed since this incident, and people cannot be resurrected. He doesn't even know how his brother-in-law educates his children, and all of them are so hostile to his biological uncle.

Aunt Zhang looked at the man's indifferent expression and became very angry: "Can you have a good relationship with your nephew? Do you know who he married?"

"Who?" He really didn't know this.

He goes to work every day, eats and sleeps after get off work, and works on the front line at three o'clock all day long. How can he know these gossips?

"What's wrong? The wife Jierong married is the child of an official?" Uncle Zhang asked suspiciously.

Aunt Zhang shook her head.

Uncle Zhang suddenly laughed: "Since it's not the case, why are you making such a fuss? I don't have a son, so why should I have a good relationship with him? Let him support me in my old age?"

Aunt Zhang was so angry that she glared at the man: "Jierong's wife is the sister of the owner of Qingji Restaurant. She is the woman who donated tens of thousands of yuan to the disaster area in the newspaper some time ago.

Not only does she own a restaurant, but she also owns a clothing factory in the county, and she also owns clothing stores in the city and her hometown. Her net worth is worth this amount."

She held out her finger and said.

Uncle Zhang asked curiously: "One hundred thousand?"

"Shit, people say it's 10 million."

"What? So much." Uncle Zhang opened his mouth. He had never seen 20,000 yuan in his life, but this woman is actually worth 10 million yuan. How rich she is.

"Then why should we establish a good relationship with her?" Although Uncle Zhang was surprised, he didn't think about other aspects.

Aunt Zhang gave him an idiot look: "Are you stupid? Their family is so rich, with factories and restaurants. If our children don't go to school, it will be easy to find jobs.

Wouldn't it be better to let his cousin find connections and find them an easy job?"

These days, people rely on connections to find jobs. Especially in recent years, more and more factories have closed down, and many workers have been laid off and have lost their jobs.

It is difficult to find a job nowadays.

Uncle Zhang's eyes lit up, and he looked at his wife with admiration: "Daughter-in-law, you are still thoughtful.

Then I’ll go to Jierong’s house when I have time. I didn’t expect that this guy is so discerning and has found such an excellent wife.”

"Excellent, he is married for the second time and has a child. Otherwise, how could I marry him?" Aunt Zhang's words were full of sarcasm.

Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment, then smiled quickly: "What about the second marriage? Isn't it enough if you have money? What does this woman do?"

My sister is so rich, so my sister must be good too.

Aunt Zhang really doesn't know what Jierong's wife does.

But this does not affect the good relationship with Jierong.

If Uncle Zhang comes forward, he will definitely be more respectable than her aunt.

Aunt Zhang was still having a sweet dream when there was a knock on the door.

The voice outside the house was full of anger.

Uncle Zhang glanced at his wife with confusion on his face: "Who is it so late?"

Aunt Zhang was suddenly startled, wondering if it was the girl's family who came this afternoon.

Oops, Aunt Zhang thought to herself when she thought about what happened in the afternoon.

"Don't open the door."

"What's wrong? Have you provoked someone?" Uncle Zhang asked.

Aunt Zhang nodded guiltily: "I got into a fight with your brother-in-law today and injured a girl. I guess her family members are here."

"Then don't open the door. If people know about our house, what should we do if we call the police?" Uncle Zhang said and went to open the door.

When the girl's mother saw the door open, she kicked it directly and ran in angrily: "You were the one who hurt my daughter?

The police comrade, this is the family, injured my daughter with a wine bottle. My daughter was not married yet, and her back was cut at a young age. The doctor said that if it is not done well, it will leave scars.

If you arrest these two people now, they will probably harm my daughter."

The woman is also a cultured person and knows the law, so she directly charged Aunt Zhang and the two with intentional injury.

The police comrades had already learned the truth and looked at Aunt Zhang and immediately wanted to detain her.

Aunt Zhang suddenly panicked, looked at the woman and knelt down: "Sister, I didn't mean to hurt your daughter, I was just careless. Can we go private and I can give you money?"

The woman sneered, her daughter was her heartthrob, how could she say that she could solve it with money.

Besides, their family is not short of money, so this matter is not so easy to solve: "Comrade police, we are not selfish anymore, and we don't want money. We want this woman to be punished by law."
Chapter completed!