My scumbag sister stole my husband? I'm a scumbag and married my cowardly brother-in-law

In the 1970s, most families were headed by men, and although women complained, few of them had the awareness to take action to solve the problems.

There are very few women who want to make the decision but are afraid that if the problem is not solved well, they will be scolded by their men when they go home. After all, it was the men in the family who made the decision to send the things.

Not only Wen Wan, but even Wen Ya, the target of the attack, did not feel any dangerous aggression. They even had the illusion that everything would be fine after they finished complaining.

Wen Wan shook her head in anger. The road was already paved like this, but she still didn't know how to take the opportunity to get her things back. Even if she couldn't get the things back, she could always get the money. If she didn't have the money, she could just admit it and then deduct it directly from Lu Yiming's work points.

Why should you feed the things you worked so hard for to the dogs?

It's a pity that no one took action. In that case, you can't blame her for not helping.

Wen Wan returned to the previous question and asked, "Lu Yiming, have you found your article?"

"..."If looks could kill people, Wen Wan would be left with only bones left at this moment.

"It's not that I don't want to find it, it's that there simply isn't one, right?" Wen Wan said.

Lu Yiming inexplicably saw hatred in her eyes and suddenly felt guilty.

There are many reasons to shirk responsibility, or you can just point to one article at random, because these people can't see the point anyway.

But since Wen Wan was so sure, maybe she really knew something. Moreover, in order to get close to him, she had read all the novels and magazines in the hands of the educated youth.

It's not certain that he can see something, but if he really can see it, then he will have no chance of redemption.

The only thing he could do now was to let Wen Ya solve this problem. After all, it was Wen Ya who first brought up the idea of ​​having his article published in a literary magazine and becoming a famous writer, and she did it without his consent. He didn't refute it because he didn't want to save her face.

Now the problem is snowballing, and as the culprit, Wen Ya has the obligation to deal with the problems caused by her.

Wen Ya, who received the information through eye contact, was also very nervous at the moment. She didn't know what kind of magic medicine this bitch Wen Wan had taken. It was so powerful that even she could not resist it.

Now I really don't dare to speak rashly, for fear of saying something wrong and being caught by Wen Wan.

But she couldn't just say nothing. Not saying anything would seem like they had acquiesced. Lu Yiming's article would be published soon. She could just fool them for now. It wouldn't be too late to slap her in the face when the sample issue arrived.

Wen Ya hesitated for a long time before saying, "Is it okay for Lu Yiming not to let you read his articles? Lu Yiming is my man now. What does it have to do with you? Is it fun to keep asking me about it?"

"You also know that your man has nothing to do with me, right?" Wen Wan curled her lips sarcastically, then suddenly suppressed her expression and said with a cold face: "You know that I have nothing to do with your man, but you still have to use him to disgust me again and again.

You say I stole his manuscript, then just find his articles. If he is really a great writer, I will admit it without hesitation if you say I stole the great writer's manuscript.

If he has never published an article and is not a great writer, then accusing me of stealing his manuscript is an insult to my taste.

You can insult my personality, but I am a crazy woman anyway.

But you insulted my vision, and this matter has nothing to do with me."

"..." Wen Ya was speechless.

Wen Wan raised her chin slightly and looked at them, saying coldly: "I'll count to three. If you can't prove that Lu Yiming has published articles in literary magazines and that Lu Yiming is a great writer, I will go and smash the cowshed right now."

To deal with this kind of person, it would be a waste of manpower to ask the police station to help. The most direct and refreshing way is to confront them on the spot and teach them a lesson so that they won't treat her as a soft persimmon and squeeze her whenever they want next time.

"You dare?" Wen Ya's eyes turned red.

"You all dare to pretend to be great writers, so why shouldn't I dare to do that?"

Wen Wan did what she said and as she spoke she found a handy wooden stick in the corner and smashed it to pieces without any problem.

"You dare!" Lu Yiming roared and tried to grab her arm, but before he could touch her, Xie Changqing grabbed his hand and pushed it away. He staggered several steps before he could stand firm.

If this had happened in the past, Wen Ya would be sure that even if Wen Wan had a hundred guts, she would not dare to smash other people's houses. But now it is really hard to say, after all, they even dare to smash the house of their parents-in-law.

Wen Ya thought for a moment and said, "All the things in my house were given by the villagers. You can't smash them."

Wen Wan easily caught the logical loophole in her words, "Instead of proving that Lu Yiming is a great writer, you use the excuse that the things were given by the villagers to stop me.

This means that you admit that the article published by Lu Yiming in the magazine was fake, and you also framed me for stealing his manuscript, is that what you mean?"

Wen Ya was stunned, her simple brain couldn't make sense of what she had just said.

Unexpectedly, she didn't understand it, but the villagers seemed to have suddenly realized it.

"Great! Now the truth is finally out. It turns out that Lu Yiming is not a great writer at all."

"If he's not a great writer, then he's deliberately cheating us. The rapeseed oil my husband sent over was taken from our mouths. My elderly and children can't even poop because they don't have oil to eat. You really have no conscience."

"Yes, it's so heartless. My chicken can lay eggs, but my son hasn't eaten eggs since I gave it to him. His poor little face has turned yellow from overwork."

“You really lack virtue. I said Lu Yiming is so lazy that he can’t even get half a month’s work done. How can he become a great writer?

You are lazy because of yourself. We didn't provoke you. You lied to the village chief and got permission from him to not work and still gave you work points based on full work.

That's not all. You even lied to us and said that the royalties were used to save lives. My husband is kind-hearted and was afraid that you, a selfless person, would starve, so he gave you the best things in the house.

You are such a wicked smoke thing."

"Yes, it's so evil. We can't just let it go. Let's go with the second son's wife and take back the things the men in the family sent us, and then destroy the cowshed."

"I agree, let's go!"

……

Wen Ya frantically tried to stop the crowd and said, "Wen Wan took all the things away. If you don't believe me, just look.

The cakes she is making now are made with your stuff."

"Don't involve me. I took your things and used them to pay off your debt," Wen Wan said expressionlessly.

Everyone exchanged glances. Wen Wan was delicate and tender, so there was nothing to be afraid of, but the fierce-looking Xie Changqing beside her was not to be trifled with.

Even if the things cannot be retrieved, we cannot offend Wen Wan who has the support of the evil spirit.

"Then we don't care. The things are delivered to your house, so naturally we will ask you for them."

"Yes, we can get back as much as we can. If we can't get back, we will register with the accountant and let them earn work points to pay us back."

"Okay, I agree."

"I agree, this is destroying her bullpen."

……

Wen Wan was troubled by the situation where one person was responding to a hundred requests. She smashed the cowshed to punish Wen Ya for disgusting her again and again.

In the end, they were asked to destroy the bullpen. What did they want to destroy? Wen Ya and Lu Yiming?

Hitting people is against the law, and she is not stupid.

It would be better to let them smash people while she goes to smash the cowshed alone.

Wen Wan thought about it and felt that it was time for Xu Fengqin to take action.

Wen Wan said meaningfully: "Then you have to think about it carefully. She owed me money and asked me to go to her house to get something. I went to get it, but she falsely accused me of stealing Lu Yiming's manuscript.

If she had money at home, and you lost even 15 cents when you went there, you wouldn't be able to explain it."

Xu Fengqin's brain nerves need money to be activated, and she reacted immediately when she heard Wen Wan's words.

"Wait a moment," Xu Fengqin calmed everyone down and grabbed Wen Ya's collar fiercely, "Is what your sister said true?"

At this point, nothing else matters. The most important thing is whether we can get the money.

As long as what Wen Wan said was not true, Lu Yiming was indeed a writer and did receive royalties, then there was hope for her to get the money.

Xu Fengqin's grip was extremely strong, and she grabbed Wen Ya's collar as if she had tied a hemp rope around her neck, strangling her so hard that she almost passed out with her eyes rolled back.