"Well, we also feel sorry for Mianmian. We are afraid that young people like them won't like those occasions, and we don't want to dirty her clothes..."

Father Jiang struggled to explain, but was interrupted impatiently by Yang Ruoqing.

"There is no rule without rules. Since she is the prospective daughter-in-law of your Jiang family, she should do the hard and tiring work and cannot postpone it."

"But you, the Jiang family, deprived her of the opportunity. This is your fault."

"Well, it was our fault. We didn't think things through carefully and did bad things with good intentions..." Jiang's father was still struggling to defend, insisting that it was because he felt sorry for Mianmian that he didn't come over to call her for help, and refused to admit his mistakes.

Yang Ruoqing no longer had the patience to talk to him about this, "You guys go back."

Jiang's father did not reply, but begged: "Qing'er, why don't you go to my house for dinner? The food is all cooked, and relatives and friends are waiting. If you don't go here, it won't be good for us and our relatives and friends."

Explain..."

"What you should explain is your business and has nothing to do with us!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"Let's go, let's go. Seeing that there is still an in-law relationship between the fifth house and your Jiang family, I will save you some face. If you continue to pester me here, I will be rude!"

Yang Ruoqing pushed Father Jiang away with force.

Although Jiang's father is a middle-aged man, how can he be the opponent of Yang Ruoqing, a practicing master, with his strength and strength.

He blushed deeply and dared not speak in anger.

He had no choice but to stomp his feet, turned around and walked back.

Jiang Xianjun did not move his feet, standing at the door and looking into the yard. His originally handsome face was now twisted like a bitter gourd.

"Your father has left, why don't you leave?" Yang Ruoqing asked him again as she closed the door.

Jiang Xianjun hesitated: "Sister Qing'er, I, I, I want to say a few words to Mianmian..."

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "What do you want to say to her?"

"I, I will make amends for my mother." Jiang Xianjun squeezed out another sentence like squeezing out toothpaste.

"You replace it?"

Yang Ruoqing looked Jiang Xianjun from top to bottom again, not hiding the disdain on her face: "Jiang Xianjun, it's not that I look down on you, you can't replace your mother."

"Seeing that your character is not bad, let me tell you something. If you want to keep your marriage with Mianmian, and if you want Mianmian to marry without hardship, you must be a man from this moment on.

You must have the courage to do so, instead of following your mother’s footsteps and obeying orders!”

Jiang Xianjun stood there with his head drooped, repeating the same actions as Jiang's father, with his hands almost rubbing out sparks.

"You should go back and think about what I said!"

Yang Ruoqing waved her hands impatiently, turned back and slammed the courtyard door.

Jiang Xianjun stood alone at the door of the courtyard for a while, and when he was sure that the door would never be opened for him, he turned around and walked back in despair.

In the courtyard of Yang Huazhong's house, Yang Ruoqing was stopped by Mrs. Tan when she returned.

"The Jiang family's second daughter-in-law is not a good person. Her mother-in-law was so angry with her that she made Mianmian's marriage a bad one!"

Yang Ruoqing spread her hands: "I'm not optimistic about it either, but I can't bear the thought of my fifth uncle and Mianmian being optimistic about it."

Mrs. Tan frowned: "In the past, the old lady from the Jiang family often went to the east room to talk to me. When she talked about the second daughter-in-law, she gritted her teeth with hatred. In the future, a silly girl like Mianmian would probably be bullied to death if she married her."

Yang Ruoqing remained silent.

Again, Mianmian and Jiang Xianjun were childhood sweethearts, and the love of young people driven by hormones attracted them to each other. As for other external factors, they did not consider them.

"We have to do something, but we can't just watch our daughter from the Yang family being bullied!" Tan added.

Yang Ruoqing was happy, "Nai, what do you want to do? Call off the engagement?"

Mrs. Tan snorted, "What's wrong with breaking off the engagement? What's the rule that once we're engaged, we must marry her? Your aunt was your father who insisted on marrying her to Lao Wang's family. If you had listened to me, If the marriage is called off, there won’t be any of the bad things that happened later..."

Yang Ruoqing picked her ears and said, "Speak slowly, I have to go back to the backyard to tell them the situation."

With rich experience, whenever Tan starts to complain about Lao Wang's family, he can't finish it without ten thousand words.

After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped and said to Mrs. Tan: "By the way, if anyone from the Jiang family comes again later, just call me..."

"Why are you calling me? I'm here, and I'm not a decoration!"

"Ah? Is that so? Okay, okay, I'll leave the responsibility of guarding the front to Nai. I'll bring the pork belly and braised bean shreds to you later!"

"Add a poached egg, I have a big appetite."

"No problem, as long as you can always stop the Jiang family, it won't be a problem to give you a new head!"

Yang Ruoqing came to the backyard and found that Yang Huazhong was also in the kitchen.

"Qing'er, how are you?" Mrs. Sun asked immediately. Apparently, although they were in the kitchen, their hearts were always tied to the front yard.

"What else can I do? I sent him back."

Yang Ruoqing conveyed what Jiang's father said in an understatement, without adding any extravagance.

After listening to Father Jiang's words, Bao Suyun's expression fell silent again.

Yang Huazhong also frowned.

Sun said angrily: "This Jiang father is deliberately pretending to be stupid. How difficult is it for them to admit that they have done something wrong? They have to find a lot of excuses, making it seem like they hurt me Mianmian, but we Some of the rules of the villagers are just like that, just like when we have a banquet at home, calling your fourth aunt and fifth aunt to come over to help will cause trouble to them, but we all have to call and invite them. This shows that we are members of our own family... They are jealous Why don’t you understand?”

Mr. Sun rarely spoke so directly, but this time he was really angry.

Although Mianmian is a niece, it was Sun who watched her grow up, so her affection for her is different.

Mianmian also lowered her head and pinched the minced garlic into minced garlic seeds.

Yang Huazhong suddenly asked Mianmian after a while: "Mianmian, are you really not going to marry Jiang Xianjun?"

Mianmian raised her head suddenly and looked at Yang Huazhong in astonishment: "Third uncle, what do you mean?"

Bao Suyun and Sun were also shocked. Sun asked, "Do you want to break off the engagement? This is a big deal, so you can't get angry..."

Yang Huazhong looked at Sun: "Obviously in the Jiang family, Jiang's mother is the master of everything. Jiang's father and Jiang Xianjun are half an inch long and can't be the master. Not only can't they do it, but they also favor Jiang's mother."

"It stands to reason that our two families are still in the marriage negotiation stage. The girl has not yet been married, but they have such a stupid attitude. When the girl is married, the rice is cooked and the rice is cooked, what will happen?"

What Yang Huazhong said touched the depths of Sun and Bao Suyun's hearts. This was what they were most worried about.
Chapter completed!