Chapter 187

Yuncheng

At the beginning of the new year, the fireworks and firecrackers in Yuncheng last night made a big noise. Qiao Aiyun cleaned up the house last night.

It's just song Jingren's clothes and some daily necessities, which should be thrown away. Some of them are packed in woven bags, which were intended to be sent to him, but song Jingren said that he would take them by himself.

Joe looked at the north and said that he could throw the trash can and give it back to him.

Qiao Aiyun just smiles. Once the thought is broken, she really thinks that this person is dispensable. Collecting the whole clothes is like packing her past together.

She put the woven bag at the entrance and looked at her watch. She made an appointment with song Jingren at ten o'clock. It's still early now.

"I'll go to the store and have a look. If song Jingren dares to do anything to you, you can call me again." Joe Wangbei put on his coat and was ready to go out.

Yutangchun was smashed before. On the first day of the new year, it reopened, and there were some new year's Day activities. As a brother, he had never been in charge of the business in the store before, so he naturally wanted to visit it this time.

"Well." Qiao Aiyun is not afraid of what song Jingren does. If he really dares to act recklessly, she will not show mercy.

Joe looked north and went to the kitchen for a long time. He took a rolling pin and put it behind the door. "If he dares to do anything to you, or speak ill, you will beat him out."

Qiao Aiyun nodded with a smile, "then you go to the store first. I'll go after I'm busy."

Joe looked north and told her, just left.

**

Qiao Aiyun waited until a quarter past ten, but he was still missing. Just as she wanted to call him, she heard the sound of a car coming from the door. When she opened the door, she saw an old white van parked at her door.

Four wheels wrapped in mud, half of the body is dirty, see someone push the door to get off, she slightly frown.

Three men came down from the car. One of them was about 60 years old. He was fat, thin and with sparse hair. He looked at her with resentment and ferocity.

"Uncle." Qiao Aiyun takes a breath. These are song Jingren's relatives. They usually live in the countryside and don't walk much. But they have to come here for weddings and funerals or to build a house.

Song Jingren has a good face. Even if he is a distant relative, he will always give money as long as he comes to ask for it.

Qiao Aiyun is not happy, for this matter, there is no less dispute with song Jingren.

If you don't borrow money, they will say: developed people don't recognize poor relatives and carry out moral oppression. If they take the money, they take it for granted. Instead of talking about paying back the money, they are more attentive.

Qiao Aiyun didn't get along with them usually. At this time, he came over and looked angry. He was afraid that the comer was not good.

The leader of the old man, listen to her call himself, cold hum, do not wait for her to greet, stride into the room.

Qiao Aiyun looked at a row of footprints on the white porcelain floor tiles and bit her teeth, but she took a breath first.

"Uncle, why are you here?" Even the Song family's relatives and elders, she still politely called them and poured tea for them.

"Ai Yun, I heard that you and Jing Ren are going to divorce?" This cousin speaks with airs. He is a big parent in the Song family. He has a high position, and naturally he is a bit bossy.

"Well."

"You've been married for more than 20 years. What's the problem? You have to get a divorce and beat him on TV. He's a man. How do you want him to look up and see people in the future?"

He was suddenly in trouble, Qiao Aiyun frowned slightly.

"Don't blame my uncle for his bad words. We've never had a daughter-in-law like you in the Song family. How can we beat our own men? I'm still fighting for a divorce. "

"Don't make a fool of yourself. It's good of you to make a scene about your family. Now the whole village knows that there's a terrible daughter-in-law in our song family!"

Qiao Aiyun chuckles.

"Do you know what he did outside?"

"He even leads his illegitimate daughter through the door blatantly. In your eyes, won't he lose the Song family?"

"Or do you think such scandals are nothing in your eyes?"

The elder didn't expect that she would dare to reply. She slapped the coffee table and jumped up directly. "He's a man!"

"Men? So his infidelity is not a crime, women should be cheap? You deserve it? " Qiao Aiyun has been dissatisfied with him for a long time, and his words completely annoyed her.

"How do you speak, cousin?" The two children on the side also got up and scolded her.

"I'm here today. I don't want to talk about you and Jingren. I heard that you two divorced and he gave you all the homestead? Are you going to sell the land? " Asked the uncle of the Song family.

"Well." Qiao Aiyun didn't deny it.

Song Jingren gave her all his real estate, including his homestead in the countryside.

As soon as Uncle song heard this, he exploded.

"It's the land left by our ancestors. It belongs to the Song family. What qualifications do you have to sell it? You are disrespectful to your ancestors."

"This land is given to me by him. Naturally, it's up to me to handle it. If it's disrespectful, song Jingren is the one who shames the ancestors of the Song family." Qiao Aiyun a word directly head back.

Uncle song sneered, "I know that you, a woman, have never taken a fancy to our song family. Now it's better to expose your nature and talk to me like this."

"Before that kind of virtuous virtue, I think it was pretended."

"I tell you, if you dare to move the land of our old song family, I'll fight with you."

……

If you say no, you start threatening.

Qiao Aiyun has been fed up with the family for a long time. Take a deep breath.

"If you have finished, here is the gate."

Her tone was cold, and it was clear that she was expelling them.

Uncle song was so angry that he trembled. "This is our song house. What qualifications do you have to drive me away? It's just the opposite... "

Qiao Aiyun sneered, "don't go, right? Let's settle the accounts."

"For so many years, your son got married, your daughter got married, and your family renovated. Even when your father died, you had to come here to extort some money. As an elder, do you want to be proud?"

"Song Jingren and I have divorced. You are the elder, so we are polite to you. It's not for you to point your nose and scold me here?"

"You have a temper. Go to your nephew. You are not qualified to criticize me, and I have no reason to be angry."

"If you really hang on, I'll call the police. Don't embarrass you!"

Qiao Ai Yun cold face, half cent good facial expression have never given them.

"How do you talk to my dad?"

On the side, a middle-aged man jumped out to fight with Qiao Aiyun.

She was standing close to the door. She picked up Joe's rolling pin and hit him.

People are all flesh. How can they fight with sticks? Qiao Aiyun goes down with a stick and makes him cry.

"It's crazy, it's just against the sky!" Seeing that his son was beaten, uncle song stamped his feet in anger.

The other person on the side also hurried up to help.

Qiao Aiyun is holding a stick. If you dare to come here, you will beat your mother.

She held up a stick and beat a few people. She had a fire in her heart. In order to maintain the family and curry favor with these people, she had been unable to hold back for a long time. She just took advantage of this time to vent her anger.

"Oh, I'm crazy. Someone's going to kill." Song's cousin is more than 60 years old. Naturally, he doesn't dare to help. He pushes the door and runs outside, trying to call for help.

……

Just opened the door, did not run two steps, almost ran into a man's arms.

"... please help me. Go in and have a look. That madwoman is going to kill people."

At the moment, song Jingren, who is hiding in the dark, has been waiting for an opportunity. He sees his cousin come out and is planning to go in to help. Someone has already stepped into the room.

How special? It's him again!

Does Yan Wangchuan go around Qiao Aiyun when he doesn't work all day?

Yan Wangchuan hears the words like killing people, and he hears all the quarrels and shouts in the house, for fear that Qiao Aiyun will be bullied.

As a result, as soon as he entered the room, he saw her holding a stick and beating two adult men, begging for mercy.

She seems to be killing red eyes, completely unable to stop, the living room is a mess.

"Ai Yun." Yan Wangchuan went over and pressed her arm. If she went on like this, she would die.

Qiao Aiyun's hair is messy and her breathing is not smooth. She is obviously short of breath.

As soon as they saw that someone had stopped them, they breathed a sigh of relief and were saved.

This woman is crazy. She's so miserable.

"I dare say I'm a madman. I'll give orders to my family. What are you, and you want to fight with me?"

"Have you been beaten?" Yan Wangchuan asked.

"It's just being touched twice. It's OK." Qiao Aiyun casually plucked hair, both sides dispute, is caught to meet is inevitable.

"The relatives of song Jingren's family don't allow me to sell the homestead and run to point and scold me."

"If you want to fight me, it's arrogant. With so many people, you think I'm a woman and easy to bully." She spoke with anxiety, intermittent

Yan Wangchuan looks more and more gloomy.

The two men were just about to get up from the ground, but they didn't think about the "savior" in their eyes. They suddenly raised their feet

Kick at them.

It's ferocious. It's incomparable with Qiao Aiyun.

Qiao Aiyun has no strength to hit the back, and his hand is not as heavy as it was at the beginning. The man kicked over, as if to kick their bones apart.

"Ah --" one of them cried bitterly.

Who is this special.

Uncle song thought he had asked someone to help him, but he didn't think he was more cruel.

Without saying a word, I just started.

"... you, you are the traitor?" It's only now that uncle song remembers that he appeared on TV, standing on Qiao Aiyun's side.

Yan Wangchuan squints, adulterer?

"Dad, call the police, call the police..." one of the men had been beaten and screamed.

Dad?

Yan Wangchuan naturally won't fight with an old man in his sixties. Let his son vent his anger.

In the end, it was Yan Wangchuan who came to persuade him to fight. Instead, it turned into Qiao Aiyun who held him tightly.

This man's hands are too heavy. He really wants to cripple them.

If something really happens, their urine quality must depend on them.

……

About ten minutes later, the security guard and the police appeared at the door.

"Police comrades, you have to make up your mind for us. This woman and his mistress are madmen. You see they beat my son..." when Uncle song saw the police, he rushed over and cried.

Police squint, they are the management of this area, a see Yan Wangchuan, immediately headache.

It's so special that it's him again.

"Mistress? Can you say that again? " Yan Wangchuan's tone was cold and hard.

"Comrades of the police, look, what's the matter? We talk to them in a good voice, but it turns out like this..."

"Speak in a good voice?" Police pick eyebrows, looking at Qiao Aiyun, "who moved your hand first?"

"It's her with the stick." The Song family's cousin won the first prize.

The police saw that the old man was not easy to offend because there was no monitoring in Qiao's living room and no other witnesses. The testimony of both sides was inconsistent and they were not easy to mediate.

"No one else was there?" Police asked.

Qiao Aiyun shakes her head. After the accident, all the servants in the family are dismissed. Even aunt Liang gives her a holiday and goes back to her hometown to have a rest. No one else can witness it.

"This..." police a headache, it seems that it is a difficult case.

"Well, you all come back to the bureau with me and make a record."

A group of people were about to go out when they saw two people standing at the door

Standing in front of the old lady wearing a dark purple embroidered cotton padded clothes, clusters of new hibiscus flowers, big flowers, very eye-catching, gold rimmed glasses, ear length short hair, hot the new scroll, looks extraordinarily foreign, leaning on a thin crutch, look calm and quiet.

"Comrade police, I'm a witness. I saw what just happened outside and through the window." The Song family planted orchids and specially made a large French window to facilitate the daylighting of flowers and plants. The curtains were opened during the day.

Yan Wangchuan's body froze as soon as he heard the voice.

Qiao Aiyun's heart trembled. It's not

She saw it all?

She ran after people with a stick just now. This time, she has no face.

I haven't seen her for more than 20 years. Now she must feel that she has become a shrew.