Song Qinghan's expression did not change in the face of his mother and brother's accusations. His voice was indifferent. "My leg is broken, so I don't care anymore. I'm relying on Jiaojiao to take care of me. Naturally, she has the final say!" As he spoke, he looked at Su Jiaojiao. His expression immediately softened. "Jiaojiao, you deal with it. Don't worry about me."
As soon as he said this, Mama Song's expression changed drastically. She kept cursing. "You coward, I knew you were useless …"
"Why the f * ck are you still here?!" Su Jiaojiao was irritated. She took the kitchen broom and hit them. "Get out! This is my house. You're not allowed to come in! "
She was only holding the knife to scare them. She couldn't really hit them with it.
However, the broom was different. Su Jiaojiao hugged it with both hands. Her white and tender face was red from the force she exerted. She kept a straight face and shouted at them. "Are you going to get out or not?! Am I someone you can bully? Get out! "
"Ouch — —" Mama Song was hit a few times. Song Qingshan wasn't any better. However, she was still protected by Mama Song and hid behind her.
"You lunatic! As someone's daughter-in-law, you treat me like this. I'm going to look for the brigade leader to judge … Ouch, I'm so unlucky to have raised such an unfilial son — — Ah — — "Halfway through her wailing, Su Jiaojiao hit her hard on the butt. She immediately screamed and stopped cursing.
"You, you, …" Mama Song looked at Su Jiaojiao in shock. She didn't think that she would dare to hit her so hard.
Su Jiaojiao's expression was cold and arrogant. She said disdainfully, "What did I do? This is my house. You came in without my permission. You're robbers! You deserve to be beaten to death! "After saying that, she continued to chase them away.
Although it didn't hurt that much, it still hurt. Most of all, it was embarrassing. Mama Song was embarrassed. She said angrily, "Just you wait!"
After saying that, she pulled Song Qingshan and ran away quickly. Her limping appearance showed that she could not avoid it in time, but her mouth was unforgiving and she kept cursing.
Su Jiaojiao didn't like to quarrel with others. She always used violence when she had a falling out. The weather was already hot, so she was out of breath.
She put down the broom and wiped the sweat off her face. She looked at the things in the yard, especially the kitchen, which was a mess. Just now, in order to hit someone, she had dropped the noodles on the ground. The noodles were stained with dust and immediately became dirty.
Her heart ached as she ran over to pack up her things. Then, she heard the voice of the matchmaker system: [Host, you don't need to feel bad. The mission has been completed. Because you are too outstanding, the system will reward you with an extra bowl of noodles!]
Su Jiaojiao paused in the middle of packing up her things. She didn't feel so bad about it: [Thank you, Honghong.]
Honghong must have helped her fight for it. She said thank you very sincerely.
The matchmaker system hummed shyly and happily spun in circles: [You're, you're welcome!]
Su Jiaojiao smiled and continued to clean up the noodles that were not dirty yet. As for the rest … she estimated that if she really threw it away, her mother would scold her to death. When the time came, she could wash it in the water and it should be ready to eat, right?
Suddenly, the sound of knocking approached. Su Jiaojiao turned her head and saw a young man with a walking stick walking over with his back facing the light. There was a hint of grievance and apology in his voice: "Jiaojiao, I'm sorry."
Su Jiaojiao could not see his expression clearly, but she felt a little worried when she heard his voice. At this moment, she also realized that no matter how unlikable Song Qinghan's mother was, she was still Song Qinghan's mother. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed:
"It's, it's fine. That … let me tell you first. We're already married. Although we didn't get a marriage certificate, it's still the same thing. We have a share of the things in the house. Without my permission, no one is allowed to secretly touch them, including your own mother. Taking without permission is stealing. I've never been polite to thieves and robbers!"
Originally, Su Jiaojiao was being reasonable, but towards the end, when she thought of the Song Family's mother and son's actions, her expression turned ugly and her voice became much colder.
Anyway, she had no feelings for Song Qinghan. She only felt embarrassed, but she was not worried that Song Qinghan would have a bad impression of her. Naturally, she would do whatever she wanted.
Her father had said that most of the things in the house were bought by her teammates. He bought a small portion because he was afraid that she would not be able to use them. Therefore, she said these words confidently!
Moreover, how could there be someone in the world who would abuse her son so confidently and even come over to rummage through his belongings on the first day of his marriage to bring home good things? How disgusting!
She had never thought of taming such a person because his roots were already spoiled. It would not be easy to teach him.
Surprisingly, Song Qinghan did not say anything and nodded easily. The indifference towards the Song Family's mother and son faded away. He looked at her with trust. "That's right. I said, you're in charge of this house. You can do whatever you want."
Although he felt a little embarrassed when he saw this farce, he felt more relieved. This was also good. They had completely broken off their relationship and there was no need to contact them anymore.
Su Jiaojiao was immediately happy. Sure enough, Song Qinghan was not an idiot. She grinned, and her big round eyes curved into crescents. She stood up and wanted to say a few words to him. Unexpectedly, when she stood up, she felt dizzy.
Song Qinghan's heart skipped a beat. He immediately reached out to support her and asked nervously, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Su Jiaojiao shook her head. "I'm fine. I just stood up too quickly." She smiled and turned to support him. "Hurry up and go back to rest. Be careful of the wound on your stomach."
"Okay!" Song Qinghan nodded. He looked at the white and tender fingers supporting his arm. A trace of complex emotions flashed through his eyes, but his lips unconsciously curled up.
*****
The farce temporarily stopped. Su Jiaojiao helped Song Qinghan back to the living room. She took the medicine that she had swapped and applied it on him.
Under the bright light, Song Qinghan's waist and abdomen were slightly tightened. His abdominal muscles were particularly obvious. He was a thin man, so his lines were very good.
If he had not been injured, Su Jiaojiao would have wanted to touch him secretly.
But just as she thought about it, Su Jiaojiao's face turned red. "Ahem …" She coughed lightly and straightened up. She was about to say a few words about the Song Family when she saw him looking to the left. The color of his face was not just one layer darker.
She blinked and suddenly felt the heat on her face dissipate. She said softly, "Song Qinghan, I want to discuss with you your attitude towards your parents. What do you think?"
Song Qinghan, who had been uneasy because of that gaze, came back to his senses. His heart moved, and his eyes fell on the girl sitting next to him. Her skin was fair, her eyes were beautiful, her lips were delicate, her posture was relaxed but not vulgar, and her eyes were clear and gentle. He looked at her clothes again. She was wearing a light-colored floral shirt, loose black trousers, and a pair of cloth shoes.
It was a very common outfit for a girl from the countryside. But Song Qinghan felt that she was even prettier than the educated youths from the city.
He did not notice it before, but after seeing her a few times, he felt that her tone had inexplicably become more cultured. But in his memory, Su Jiaojiao's grades were not good?
Song Qinghan nodded as his thoughts flashed through his mind. His handsome eyes became gentler. "Go on."
Being looked at like this, Su Jiaojiao looked away unnaturally and said seriously, "I don't like them. I know a lot about your previous situation. Plus, with their temperament, I can't be filial to them and I don't intend to pay attention to them. As for gossip, I don't care. Anyway, I don't like to go out, so it won't reach my ears. If you are filial to them, that's fine, but you have to wait until you recover from your injury to be filial to them. Now, the things here belong to either your comrade or my father. You can't give them to them!"
At first, her voice was a little soft, but when she finished speaking, it was especially clear. Her chin was small, and she spoke confidently.
In any case, regardless of whether or not it was really given by his comrade, it was nominally here and belonged to the two of them. Don't even think about using it to make up for the vampire family.
But after all, she was complaining about his parents. No matter the outcome, it would always evoke his sad memories. Thus, after she finished speaking, she did not dare to look at him. Her gaze fell on his hand on the rocking chair, and she muttered in her heart, "As expected of the male lead. Not only is his face handsome, but his hands are also the hands of a male god. His hands are slender, the joints are distinct but not obtrusive, and his nails are clean and beautiful."
Song Qinghan looked at her somewhat arrogant little appearance, and a trace of a smile flitted across his eyes. But in the next second, it turned gloomy. "En, it's up to you. We agreed that you would be in charge."
"Really? I'm in charge?" Su Jiaojiao was surprised.
"Really!" Song Qinghan said again. Seeing her eyes sparkling, his heart was moved. He thought about the money he had hidden. Previously, he had wanted to guard against her, but now, he suddenly felt that there was no need.
Su Jiaojiao, on the other hand, was a little excited. She secretly rubbed her hands and straightened her back a lot. She immediately began to think about what she should do next to make herself more worthy of the reputation of the head of the family.
The first thing she should do was: Complain!
Today was the first day of their marriage, and Mama Song actually dared to come over and cause trouble. Even if Su Jiaojiao did not feel that this was a real marriage, she was still very unhappy. Also, if she dared to do such a thing today, would she take advantage of the fact that she was not at home one day and empty her house?
Su Jiaojiao laughed sinisterly. She must complain! Her mother had said that if there was anything, she should look for her!
Who knew that before she could think of anything, the matchmaker system had already issued the next mission: 【Ding! Mission 8: As a newly established family, please urge your husband to completely separate from the Song Family. Reward: 1 bicycle ticket!】
Su Jiaojiao's little mouth opened slightly. She looked at the mission in surprise: 【Does this mean that the Song Family is still going to cause trouble?】
The little system covered its little mouth. Don't reveal any spoilers!
Su Jiaojiao, who had originally planned to complain, decided not to go because of this mission.
Anyway, this person would cause trouble on her own. She would just have to deal with it.
They waited until it was almost noon. Just as Su Jiaojiao lazily got up and was about to prepare something to eat, a group of people suddenly came in through the wide open courtyard door. Among these people, there was Brigade Leader Wang Jianye, the Song Family's parents, their only precious son, and a few other very familiar faces who had come over out of curiosity to see what was going on.
The group of people came over aggressively. Among them, Mother Song's voice was the loudest. She pointed at her and shouted, "Brigade Leader, you have to be the judge! I'm Song Qinghan's biological mother. I raised him painstakingly, but he married such a shrew. I came over to take a look, but she even beat me up! Tell me if there's such a person … "
Song Qingshan also said, "Brigade Leader, don't you know that this shrew used a knife to attack people? If it weren't for my good luck, I wouldn't be here now. You have to compensate her. Otherwise, I won't let this matter go!"
Wang Jianye had a headache from the commotion. He walked in front with an ugly expression, thinking about how to brush this matter off. Everyone in the village knew about the Song Family's character. Just based on the fact that the Su Family had married their daughter to Song Qinghan when he was in such dire straits, he couldn't really blame them.
Su Jiaojiao heard the commotion and came out. She straightened her slender waist and shouted at everyone, "What's all this noise about? Your mother came to my place to steal things, and you still have the right to do so? Do you believe that I won't report you to the police for robbery?! " Everyone remember to collect the website or remember the website. Website: Website: No Burglary No Burglary No Burglary No Burglary No Burglary.
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