The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 167 Happy cooperation
One of the clan elders advised, "Go on, go on. Look at the mess you've made. You're just ruining a joyous occasion for everyone."

The neighbor lady clicked her tongue and said, "What kind of uncles and aunties are these? They don't treat their own homes well, but they come here to treat their nephews' homes."

"It's a new society now, I don't know what kind of wedding pranks they're making, going to see the new bride sleeping in the middle of the day, ugh!"

I don't know which young wife said that in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft.

The three elders were so ashamed that they turned and ran away.

As he ran, leaning on his crutches, he explained, "Nothing of the sort, nothing of the sort, don't talk nonsense!"

The four uncles of the Jiang family turned pale and then red in turns. They said they didn't believe it, but no one listened to them. Instead, they were met with scorn from the crowd.

Uncle Jiang was so angry he felt like he was going to vomit blood, but he couldn't very well say that they were deliberately trying to set rules for the bride.

If word got out, the young wives in Zhao Village would drown them in their spit.

The four Jiang brothers, who usually never suffer losses, finally experienced what it means to be speechless today.

Fang Xiaoyu called to his brothers at the mine, and they quickly dragged and pulled these disrespectful elders to the gate to prevent the negative impact from escalating further.

To prevent his boss from questioning his competence, Fang Xiaoyu even assigned four of his men to guard the courtyard gate.

Upon seeing that Uncle Jiang Er and Uncle Jiang Si were trying to approach, they immediately drove them away.

Uncle Jiang was furious, his eyes bulging like a frog's. "You bunch of little rascals, I'm your boss's uncle!"

The miners chuckled, "How shameless! An uncle causing such a scene at his nephew's wedding! If we were you, we would have hidden in our houses long ago. We wouldn't have the face to show our faces!"

Uncle Jiang felt a tightness in his chest, still wanting to teach these ignorant young people a lesson.

Uncle Jiang, unable to bear it any longer, roared, "Let's go!"

"Where are you going?" Uncle Jiang asked, looking at the guests who were still in the courtyard. "The banquet isn't over yet."

Uncle Jiang squinted at his younger brother, "Are you brainless?"

He glanced at his wife, Yu Cuilian, who was so faint from the sight of blood that she could barely stand, then at Qian Qiaolan, who was clutching her fingers and groaning, and at his fourth sister-in-law, who was clutching her buttocks and gasping for breath.

He glared fiercely at the second son's family, who were standing to the side, and then twisted Jiang Sanbo's ear:

"Go to the health center!"

Damn it, I've never suffered such a loss in my life.

Gao Qinghe may not look very old, but she's full of cunning!
Eight elders were actually made to look so pathetic by a junior. The more Uncle Jiang thought about it, the angrier and more resentful he became.

Just wait, he'll teach this brat a lesson later!

Jiang's mother directed the people who were helping to clean up the mess in the hall.

To prepare for unexpected events, the kitchen will prepare two extra tables when setting up the banquet.

They quickly stood the tables and chairs up again, wiped them clean, and set out new hot dishes and soup.

Surrounded by some kind aunts and sisters-in-law, Gao Qinghe returned to her room.

Jiang Baohai looked heartbroken and was receiving teasing and sympathy from his business partners.

The couple looked exactly like victims, which made the villagers feel sorry for them.

At the same time, more and more voices were saying that Uncle Jiang and his friends were wrong.

But the couple seemed to have timed it perfectly, only needing everyone to comfort them for ten minutes before they were fine.

He washed his face, put on a polite smile again, and picked up his chopsticks to eat under the table in the hall as if nothing had happened.

The round table that can seat ten people is now occupied only by the husband and wife.

Jiang Baohai poured two glasses of wine, and the couple raised their glasses in tacit agreement, expressing their pleasure at working together!

The table was full of food, all of which was hers. Gao Qinghe ate with great satisfaction and happiness.

I just had a good cry, and the emotional energy I expended was greatly replenished by the comforting food.

The guests ate and drank to their hearts' content, as if nothing had happened.

After finishing their meal, Gao Qinghe and Jiang Baohai went to the door to see the guests off.

As night fell, only a third of the people remained in the courtyard.

Most of the residents are elderly people and children; they are all villagers from the village.

Old Ding arrived with a projector.

After a series of operations, a black and white movie screen appeared on the screen.

Even the mischievous children quieted down after watching the movie, sitting in a row in front of the screen, watching intently and completely absorbed. The movie was Jet Li's "Shaolin Temple," suitable for all ages.

In Shanghe Village, the whole village only pools money to hire a projectionist to show a movie on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Gao Qingya doesn't usually have many opportunities to watch movies.

Now that there are free movies to watch, she's overjoyed, looking adorably adorable.

It was impossible to tell that she had single-handedly blocked the combined attack of Yu Cuilian and the other three.

Even so, he hadn't even used one-tenth of his full power.

Gao Qingya was genuinely angry when she saw her sister being bullied and crying.

Later, I realized my sister was acting, but I was still angry.

They wished they could just cripple Yu Cuilian and the others with a single blow and be done with it.

However, the little girl has a short memory; when she saw the handsome little monk in the movie, all she could do was laugh.

Gao Qinghe sat beside her, and shook her head helplessly when she heard her younger sister's silly laughter.

"Open your mouth," Jiang Baohai gently reminded him.

Gao Qinghe tilted her head slightly, opened her mouth trustingly, and put an orange-flavored fruit candy into her mouth.

Jiang Baohai asked with a smile, "Is it sweet?"

Gao Qinghe nodded. "Sweet."

The man next to her asked again, "Is the young monk more handsome or your husband?"

"Childish." Gao Qinghe glanced back at him. "You're the most handsome, okay?"

The person felt satisfied and continued to feed her, with peeled sunflower seeds, sugar, fruit, and soda. After watching a movie, Gao Qinghe's mouth was never empty.

The atmosphere in the kitchen, however, was completely different from the joyful and sweet atmosphere here.

After the guests left, the kitchen helpers also dispersed.

The remaining several large bowls of leftover food were originally intended to be divided among the four sisters-in-law, which would have solved the problem.

But after that commotion in the afternoon, the current situation is clearly not suitable for delivering leftovers.

So I had to quickly divide up the meat and vegetables that don't keep well and freeze them, otherwise they would smell bad and be inedible tomorrow.

"Sigh~" Jiang's mother sighed, her face full of worry.

From the moment the banquet ended until now, she hasn't dared to stand in front of her son and new daughter-in-law.

She knew she had made a mistake again today.

But when I thought about how I was an elder, I couldn't bring myself to apologize.

Besides, what good would it do for her to apologize?

The daughter-in-law must hate her wicked mother-in-law to death, right?
Look at the mess this has made, how is she going to get along with her four sisters-in-law in the future?

Remembering how her four sisters-in-law had just left in such a disheveled state, Jiang's mother glanced at the slender red figure in the courtyard, and her heart sank.

"Yu, you're going back to school in a couple of days?"

Jiang Yu put the cleaned basin into the pool, nodded and hummed in agreement, then picked up the loofah sponge to scrub the basin.

There was a thick layer of oil in the aluminum basin, and it took three or four brushings to get it clean.

Jiang's mother tentatively asked, "Could you ask your teacher for leave and go a couple of days later?"

"No," Jiang Yu replied firmly. "The school has its own rules. Once they say the start date, that's the start date."

Jiang's mother reluctantly said "Oh," and after cleaning up all the leftovers, she was still standing awkwardly in the kitchen.

Jiang Yu turned the clean basin upside down on the stove to dry, and when she turned around and saw her mother's appearance, she directly saw through her true intentions.

"Are you afraid of being alone at home with your sister-in-law?"

Sure enough, her mother immediately looked flustered. "No, no, how could that be? I'm the mother-in-law. What mother-in-law is afraid of her daughter-in-law?"

She was just a little afraid of her younger sister.

If this weren't her own mother, Jiang Yu would have wanted to say two words to her: Serves her right!

(End of this chapter)