The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

"Ha..." Jian Aihua suddenly laughed. She felt that she must have been kicked in the head by a donkey before, and she actually fell in love with such a man. She took a deep breath and said: "Yang Jianwen, you make me feel that I was a little bit jealous in the past." blind."

When Yang Jianwen said those words, he felt a little guilty, but as soon as Jane Aihua's words came out, he immediately felt sullen.

Jiang Baiying held her waist, stood next to Yang Jianwen, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Okay, stop talking about your past. In the past, my Jianwen was still young and couldn't recognize people. Now we should settle the score, right?"

Jane Aihua looked at Jiang Baiying, "What's the settlement?"

"The work points my man has earned from working for you these days, you can convert into money and give it to us. Also, didn't my father-in-law give you money and food before? You took their money before sharing it with my man. Yes, now I want to win his sympathy and pretend to be pitiful, saying that my father-in-law and the others forced you to share it. Now that the matter is out of the way, you should return the money and food to us."

Jane Aihua sneered, Jiang Baiying looked at her provocatively, "Tell me, when will you return it? You tell me a time, and I will think about it."

"That is, give us back our belongings." Village Chief Yang's wife also said, "Don't do such shameless things in the future."

The surrounding villagers watching the excitement whispered, "It turns out that Jane Aihua took things from Village Head Yang's house, so she doesn't deserve sympathy."

"I thought that Village Chief Yang was bullying others because he disliked Jane Aihua's heavy burden and forced her to share it with her son. I didn't expect that it was Jian Aihua who was greedy for other people's things. Then she was just exchanging men for money."

"Let me just say, Jane Ava was just a 17-year-old girl at the time. No matter how talented she was, she would never be able to raise her younger brothers and sisters and have them all go to school."

……

Listening to everyone's comments, Jian Xining thought inappropriately of the bloody novel she had read in her previous life. The hero's mother looked down on the heroine and came to persuade her to leave her son with a check.

It turns out that the eldest sister’s story is so bloody.

However, it seemed that now was not the time to think about this, so she immediately put away her little thoughts, and happened to hear an aunt advising the eldest sister, "Aihua, you said that since you took over the family of Village Chief Yang, I only shared the things with Yang Jianwen, why bother bringing this matter up now."

"That's right. It's not good to pretend to be a bitter person now. You don't do things like this."

Jian Xining frowned. She actually didn't know much about collecting things. When she read novels, she just watched the excitement and skipped many details. But she couldn't let her eldest sister be wronged. She protected Jian Aihua and looked at the two of them. The aunt said: "Aunt, how do you know that my eldest sister came up with this matter? What evidence do you have?"

The aunt was scolded by Jian Xining. She had no words to refute, but she believed that it was Jian Aihua who passed it on herself, so she whispered, "If she didn't pass it on, who else could it be? No one else knows about this."

Jian Xining glanced at the aunt coolly, and then looked at Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng said at the time that he helped her find out who spread the rumor, and now he should have found out.

Qin Zheng took a step forward, looked at her neighbor Aunt Wang, and said, "Aunt Wang, who do you think passed it on?"

Aunt Wang was watching the excitement, and when she was suddenly called, she panicked and coughed lightly, "I, how did I know?"

"You don't know?" Qin Zheng's voice became colder and his tone became much more serious. "Then let me ask your grandson if he knows?"

As he spoke, he picked up the little boy hiding behind Aunt Wang.