A car accident, our family of three crossed

On this day, Hang Shuheng went out in the morning and when he came back at noon, he brought back a girl.

It was lunchtime, and the people working in the workshop had no time to rest. They all rushed to the Hang family to watch the fun with a curious heart.

The old patriarch walked into the gate of the Hang family with a gloomy face. He didn't give Hang Shuheng a good look the whole time. He walked straight up to Song Ning and said, "Shuheng's wife, don't worry. If you have any grievances, your uncle will take care of it for you."

After saying that, he turned to look at Hang Shuheng, his eyes not eyes, his nose not nose, and he scolded him: "Tell me, what's wrong with this woman? I'm sitting here today to listen to your reasons."

"Don't think that just because you have achieved something, you can do whatever you want. Now you even dare to bring women from outside into your home."

The old patriarch sat down on a stool in the yard and looked at Hang Shuheng as if he was looking at an unforgivable sinner. It was obvious that he had misunderstood something.

It’s no wonder that the old patriarch would misunderstand. He suddenly brought back a woman, and that woman was very pretty. Anyone who saw her would have misunderstood.

Outside the gate, many people who came to watch the excitement stretched their necks and looked into the yard, each with their own guesses.

"How can Shuheng be like this? He has such a good wife at home, but he still messes around outside. This is too much."

"We don't understand the situation, so don't talk nonsense. I don't think Shuheng is that kind of person."

Most of the ladies' words and actions were meant to defend Song Ning.

The men had different ideas. They all said with some envy that Hang Shuheng was very lucky. Not only did he have a beautiful wife at home, but now he brought back another equally beautiful woman. He really had the best of both worlds.

There was a lot of discussion outside, and some people were even joking with Hang Shuheng in the yard.

When Manager Zhou came over, he saw so many people gathered here, so he asked, "What are you all doing here? Don't you need to work? It's time to go to work."

Everyone worked under someone else, and they were quite afraid of Manager Zhou's authority. They chatted and laughed, and soon dispersed.

A lot of people left at once, but the old patriarch had already heard what everyone had just said, and his expression became even uglier.

Hang Shuheng had informed Song Ning about this matter in advance, so she roughly knew what was going on. They were both a little amused and helpless about the old patriarch's misunderstanding.

"Uncle, please don't be angry..."

Song Ning wanted to persuade him, but before she could finish her words, the old patriarch interrupted her with a look of disappointment, "Shuheng's wife, don't speak for him, let him speak."

She held her forehead. Fine! She wouldn't say it. Song Ning glanced at Hang Shuheng and motioned for him to speak.

The woman that Hang Shuheng brought back hasn't said a word since she entered the door.

His expression was cold and he showed no sign of being disturbed by other people's comments. He even turned a blind eye to the hostility of the old patriarch.

How to explain it is the master's concern and has nothing to do with her.

"Uncle, the old man has a bad temper and it's not good for his health. Come, drink some herbal tea to relieve your internal heat." Hang Shuheng poured tea for him with a smile.

The old patriarch didn't appreciate it and slammed his hand on the table, "Don't bother with all this nonsense. Just make your words clear first."

"Can you please not be so impatient?" Hang Shuheng smiled helplessly, "Even if you want to be angry, you should wait until I finish speaking! I haven't said anything yet, but you come and accuse me. Do you think I am wronged?"

"Then tell me quickly."

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, just listen to me." Hang Shuheng glanced at the woman he brought back and said, "This girl is the female guard I found for Aning."

"Female, female guard?" The old patriarch went from being angry to being stunned. Why didn't he understand something?

"Yes, female guard, this girl knows Kung Fu." Hang Shuheng said to the woman, "Come, show us your skills for our old master."

The woman raised her eyelids, took two steps away, and like a magic trick, she pulled out a long whip from her waist and swung it forward, and an innocent stool in the yard was instantly split into two pieces.

Then, she retracted the whip and wrapped it around her waist. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't notice that she had a whip hidden around her waist.

For a moment, there was silence inside and outside the yard. Everyone looked at the stool that was broken into two pieces, and then looked at the girl's thin arms, feeling somewhat unbelievable.

It's really surprising that such a beautiful girl could do such a violent thing.

Hang Shuheng felt sad when he saw the stool that had been gloriously retired. It was a new one, and she was really good at choosing. There were so many stools, but she chose a new one.

The old patriarch also recovered from his shock and realized that this woman was not the one that Hang Shuheng brought back from his promiscuous life. His expression eased a little, "She's fine, why do you need a guard?"

Hang Shuheng sighed and said, "You see, I may become busier and busier in the future, and I will go out more and more often. Uncle Chai will have to go out with me, and only the mother and son will be left at home. I will always be worried."

"If there is such a person at home, then no matter where I go in the future, at least I don't have to worry about the safety of the mother and son."

The old patriarch wanted to say that there was nothing that could worry him about them mother and son being in the village, but he soon remembered that something almost happened before, so he didn't say anything.

"Yes, you have considered it very carefully." Although the matter was explained clearly, the old patriarch still gave him some earnest advice, "Shuheng! Your wife is very good. It is your blessing to marry her. You must know how to cherish her..." He felt that there was no need to make the following words too obvious, as those who understood would understand.

"Uncle, please rest assured!" Hang Shuheng patted his chest and assured, "In this life, I have only chosen Aning. Other women, even if they are fairies, will not be in my eyes."

This disguised confession made Song Ning blush and she glared at him in reproach.

The old patriarch laughed unhappily, "You'd better keep your word. If you dare to betray your wife in the future, I will teach you a lesson."

Hang Shuheng laughed, "No, no, don't worry, I won't give you the chance to deal with me."

"Go away, old man, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense here."

Now that the matter was clearly understood, the old patriarch did not plan to stay any longer, so he stood up and walked out.

Hang Shuheng shouted at his back with concern: "Slow down, slow down."