Chapter 295: Jia Zhangshi's misunderstanding and the rift between Xu Daming and Lou Xiao'e

Jia Zhangshi was left speechless by what was said.

Her reputation truly became foul.

Previously she even scolded Qin Huairu for killing her own son.

Now public opinion has shifted, making it seem she killed her husband and son.

Besides, being overwhelmed with Qin Huairu and seeing no help from her, the image of a wicked mother-in-law has deeply taken root.

Jia Zhangshi, now being mocked, has begun to throw caution to the wind.

Then she realized that if this person lets go, doesn't care about face, the whole person becomes much more at ease.

"Don't keep bringing this up at me—what do you think you are, some kind of good thing?"

Saying this, she poked Qin Huairu's cheek.

"Look at your recent radiant look."

"I'm an experienced person; I can tell at a glance you're a rotten piece of work—what have you done?"

Qin Huairu first blushed, then glared back even more fiercely.

"Mom, I won't talk about your thing with the eldest uncle."

"Anyway, you don't care about face; I said it, and you don't care."

"But you can't slander me."

"I am Bang Geng's mother; if you sling dirt at me, you're smearing Bang Geng."

Jia Zhangshi pointed at her.

"Then tell me, what's going on with you?"

Qin Huairu, blushing and hesitant, finally said.

"This matter, you must not tell others."

Jia Zhangshi's eyes shifted.

"You say, out of respect for Bang Geng's face, I won't let you lose too much face."

Qin Huairu pulled Jia Zhangshi into her room.

Then from a hidden place, she took out a Mr. Horn.

It feels warm and moist, very powerful.

Qin Huairu handed it to her, whispering.

"It's quite useful, Mom; if you want one, I'll figure out how to get you one."

Jia Zhangshi naturally knew what it was; she also had one.

She stammered as she asked.

"Where did you get it from?"

"Don't let people find out; it would be embarrassing."

Qin Huairu puffed out her chest and lifted her head.

"Mom, you say what I do— a fitter; making such a little gadget is a piece of cake."

Actually, this was made by Yang Qing for her.

The purpose was to prevent her from constantly pestering him.

In this regard, Yang Qing is very strict; Qin Huairu still has a scar on her pp, which is the punishment for her improper conduct.

When Yang Qing gets fierce, it makes Qin Huairu's soul tremble.

Jia Zhangshi accepted this excuse; those who understand, understand.

Then she thought of Gu Ning.

These two people have grown increasingly close over the past two years.

Could it be…?

Oh dear, I can't think.

Forget it; we're all women—why make things difficult for each other?

"Consider you passed."

"But when you play, be careful—don't let the kids find out."

Qin Huairu was startled by Jia Zhangshi's "you guys"—did she give herself away?

She stammered.

"What do you mean 'you guys'?"

Jia Zhangshi gave her a meaningful look.

"Gu Ning may be good, but after all she's a woman; if people find out, you two won't be allowed to live."

Qin Huairu let out a sigh of relief, though she still pretended to be tense.

"What Gu Ning, Mom, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"Alright, alright, hurry up and leave."

Jia Zhangshi, however, seemed to confirm it indeed.

It was as if she had grabbed Qin Huairu's little braid.

On the other side.

Li Da Xiong, watching people marry and have children one after another, could wait no longer.

Although he says he's an orphan, he now earns quite a bit.

His savings over these two years are enough to simply renovate his own house.

Next spring, he'll renovate the house; once the renovation is done, he'll find a matchmaker.

"Marry a wife, have children!"

"Then he thought of Yu Li, that Yu Li full of collagen."

"Yu Li sister, if only she hadn't married Yan Jie Cheng would be good."

"Returning home he took out money, counted it, over these years he had saved a total of 298 yuan."

"Simple renovation would be over a hundred."

"There would still be over a hundred left to marry a wife."

"Enough."

"Xu Damao returned home, his expression still grim."

"Lou Xiao'e comforted."

"Don't rush, this can't be rushed, you've already reached six or seven minutes."

"Wait until next year, it should be about right."

"Delaying a year for a child is nothing."

"Xu Damao said harshly."

"I'm not hating this, but I hate Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi."

"Today, they put on an act just to embarrass us."

"Lou Xiao'e wondered."

"Embarrassing? San Da Ye's family would be embarrassed, if not for Yang Qing and his wife helping them out, today they wouldn't be able to get off stage."

"That's really losing face, if not tomorrow the whole street will know."

"You're right, why would the eldest uncle do this?"

"Xu Damao had the look of someone who had long understood."

"What else could it be, San Da Ye blocked his path."

"Although he speaks nicely, he can't escape my fiery eyes."

"He is that bad old man."

"Lou Xiao'e felt weary, today she also lost face, this resentment."

"Next year, we must tidy up this house."

"When we hold the wedding banquet, I also count as marrying again."

"Marrying you, I can't do anything, my girlfriends all laugh at me."

"Xu Damao directly interrupted her."

"Don't play around with those girlfriends of yours."

"Otherwise, who knows when it will implicate you."

"Even affecting our dad."

"Lou Xiao'e, although dissatisfied, still nodded."

"I never actively invited them, they invited me."

"We used to get along well, we can't just say break up, that's too heartless."

"Moreover, my dad and they still have contact."

"Xu Damao felt his head hurt from listening."

"Alright, you handle it yourself."

"You'd better listen to me, otherwise if something happens later, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Lou Xiao'e heard him say this for the third time."

"The reason is her previous relationship, which has become a bit more intimate."

"At first Xu Damao said this, she was very angry."

"But when she went to her old father to back her up, Lou Ban Cheng said a sentence."

"What Damao said is right, you should have less contact with them in the future."

"I married you off to a worker, for what?"

"Not to let you continue your previous relationship."

"Now Lou Xiao'e has no way out, no one supports her."

"Lou Xiao'e's swallowing her anger also let Xu Damao become more casual."

"Lou Xiao'e could only complain in her heart."

"Ma De, you who can't bear children, actually threaten the grandma."

"Who gave you the guts?"

"Feeling suffocated, chest pain."

"Shivering with anger, cold."

"She said angrily."

"Listening to you, we've broken off, all broken off, this should work."

"However, you shouldn't come to me for this and that in the future."

"That's all them helping me with this."

"Xu Damao opened a bottle of Beibingyang."

"Who cares?"

"I, Xu Damao, can't live without you?"

"Lou Xiao'e nodded firmly."

Alright, then it's settled.

From now on the household will rely on you.

Yu Li is now handling the money, and I want to handle it too.

From now on, your salary must be handed over in full.

Xu Damao didn't expect that he had trapped himself.

Why?

Lou Xiao'e glared.

Just because I'm your wife, just because you can't have children.

Is that reason enough?

Xu Damao was angry, but there was nothing he could do; it was his weak spot, being held by someone.