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Chapter 318

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Qin Huairu is a bit ungrateful.

Liu Haizhong is clearly speaking up for her, asking An Jiahe to treat her better.

Not only did she not accept Liu Haizhong's favor.

Instead, she exonerated An Jiahe.

"Second Master, Jiahe really isn't as you said; he ignores me, Qin Huairu. He just moved into the Siheyuan a couple of months ago and isn't familiar with our courtyard's rules."

Shazhu narrowed his eyes.

Qin Huairu's practice of swallowing her knocked-out teeth.

That's somewhat interesting.

"You just said it too—I am Jiahe's wife. On the day he married me, in front of over a hundred people from the Dayuan, he knelt before Bangeng's grandmother and called her 'Mother.'"

Jia Zhangshi's heart.

It rose to her throat.

Everyone in the courtyard knew that Qin Huairu, after marrying into the Siheyuan, always called Jia Zhangshi 'Mother'; even though they had a falling out over money a few days ago, she still didn't change her way of addressing her.

Now, in front of the neighbors, she no longer calls her 'Mother' but calls her 'Bangeng's grandmother.'

It means the same thing.

Only, this intimacy has become a bit distant.

Her relationship with Qin Huairu—could it be that it can't go back?

What should be done about this!

Qin Huairu is a card in Jia Zhangshi's hand used to bleed An Jiahe dry and fatten the Jia family; if we distance ourselves from her, how can we turn An Jiahe into a Jia family beast of burden?

Jia Zhangshi suspects she may have been tricked by Qin Huairu or An Jiahe; rather than saying she arranged Qin Huairu's remarriage to An Jiahe, it's more likely these two had long been colluding, putting on a big show for her, and the clueless, self-assured Jia Zhangshi stepped right into the trap they set.

She moved her mouth.

In the end she held back and didn't speak.

This matter needs long-term planning.

"Jiahe calls Bangeng's grandmother 'Mother'; I am his wife. If I quarrel with Bangeng's grandmother and you side with me, bad rumors about Jiahe will spread; if you side with Bangeng's grandmother, I'll feel resentful. So it's better for him not to speak—our women's affair, a man interfering is not good."

This is Qin Huairu's true nature.

Saving face.

Obviously she's living a bitter life.

Yet she insists on pretending she's living happily.

When Jia Dongxu was around, she was cursed and forced to work by Jia Zhangshi every day, yet when she returned to her natal village, Qin Jia Village, she acted as if she had married into the city and was enjoying blessings.

After remarrying An Jiahe, she still lives poorly.

Just from that scene, Shazhu realized that An Jiahe didn't have Qin Huairu in his heart, nor did he treat her as his wife; otherwise he couldn't have just stood there watching, even if he tried to break it up he'd have to pull Qin Huairu apart.

Put yourself in his shoes.

Think from his perspective for a moment.

If Yu Li were to fight with Yushui, and fight especially fiercely, what would Shazhu do?

He would stand sideways between them, using his own body as a barrier to separate them; even if their fists landed on him, his expression would not change.

The facts are very clear.

They are also quite clear.

An Jiahe and Qin Huairu are just an interest-based partnership.

Qin Huairu is not doing well.

"Whatever you say goes; let's leave it at that!" If it weren't for the title of 'managing elder' on his head, when something happened the Jiēdào would have Liu Haizhong give an explanation, but he really couldn't be bothered to get into this bland matter, he threw out a roundabout remark to smooth things over, dispersing the crowd, saying, "Stop watching, we still have to work tomorrow."

"Second Elder, there's a matter that still needs bothering you and the neighbors; the words that Anjia just said, you also heard, and the neighbors also heard. Huaihua is now being raised by me and Anjia; the two thousand yuan that Yi Zhonghai gave, the first aunt took five hundred, and the remaining fifteen hundred is for Huaihua's upkeep, which has always been held by Bangeng's grandmother."

Jia Zhangshi's face stiffened.

Qin Huairu still hasn't let go of wanting this money.

"I have remarried, I am raising Huaihua with Anjia; please judge for me—under these circumstances, should Bangeng's grandmother hand over this money to me, Qin Huairu?"

Qin Huairu stood on the side of reason.

This money.

As Huaihua's upkeep expenses.

Ought to be given to Qin Huairu.

"Putting other things aside, the upkeep fee for Huaihua that Yi Zhonghai gave must be returned to me in full; once I get the money, I guarantee I won't cause trouble for Bangeng's grandmother again."

Fifteen hundred.

An astronomical figure.

Liu Haizhong still hasn't opened his mouth to give a reply, while Jia Zhangshi, pretending not to hear on the side, has already become anxious.

The Jia Family now relies on her odd jobs to make a living; Bangeng, a half-grown kid, is eating his poor father out of house and home, and Jia Zhangshi worries that Bangeng lacks nutrition—the money they earn is nowhere near enough.

Before, there was still three yuan of 'calling mother' money.

Now, because Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi are having a conflict, this money has been cancelled—Qin Huairu won't give it, and An Jiahe won't either.

Not a penny in the pocket.

Qin Huairu, in front of the neighbors, is demanding fifteen hundred from Jia Zhangshi.

How to give?

Even if there is money, it cannot be given.

"If we give the money to Qin Huairu, will the Jia Family have to drink northwest wind? How will Bangeng ever get married when he grows up?"

No money.

Not even a life.

Laoqianpo still wants to watch Bangeng get married.

"Who says this money is Yi Zhonghai's child support for Huaihua? Did Yi Zhonghai himself say that?" Jia Zhangshi retorted, slapping a label on Qin Huairu, "You say Huaihua's child support is just Huaihua's child support? This old lady also said this is the money for our Dong Xu wearing a green hat; this money is the compensation Yi Zhonghai gave our Dong Xu for the green hat on his head."

The child support matter came from the eldest aunt's mouth.

Unless Qin Huairu can fetch the eldest aunt.

Yi Zhonghai died again.

This is called dying without proof.

Jia Zhangshi says this only because of this consideration.

It doesn't matter if the daughter-in-law doesn't observe womanly virtues.

But Bangeng cannot stay single.

The Jia family cannot sever its incense.

As for the Jia family's reputation, let it be lost if it is lost.

Over these years.

Has the Jia family lost little face?

Long ago, some of Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi's actions have thrown their face into the mud.

"How can my son Dong Xu have worn a green hat for years for nothing? Even dead he can't rest, and he's still being labeled, the label is green."

Bangeng's grandma.

Qin Huairu gritted her teeth and shouted at Jia Zhangshi.

She really wanted to slap that old hag to death.

She feared her reputation would not be bad, feared she would not die, feared she would live well.

Qin Huairu also guessed Jia Zhangshi's true intention behind saying that.

It's nothing more than resenting her for going back on her word, not letting Jia Zhangshi live a parasitic life of having clothes brought and food served.

And still wants to eat well and do nothing.

Pah!

Qin Huairu, who finally broke free from Jia Zhangshi's constraints, will not foolishly seek death again, letting herself live that previous life of being scolded.

Each harboring their own thoughts.

This gathering, started by someone shouting to strip the sexy fox's clothes and then driven to a climax, eventually turned into an internal struggle between the old and young widows, Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu.

The old widow Jia Zhangshi, who had been widowed her whole life, noticed Qin Huairu becoming increasingly uncontrollable; despite having agreed to things, relying on the backing of An Jiahe, she turned hostile and refused to acknowledge people.

Wanting to escape from Jia Zhangshi's grasp.

Beautiful, you.

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