The male protagonist’s best mother-in-law (forty-seven)

A month later, a group of carriages and horses slowly entered the capital.

"Although Madam is the Tai Madam's niece, you are the Tai Madam's eldest granddaughter."

"...Even for your grandmother's sake, they would never dare to bully you!"

In the carriage, Grandma Zhou had changed back into the attire of a servant.

She sat next to Han Jiaojiao and said words of comfort that she didn't even believe.

Han Jiaojiao lazily leaned against the car window, muttering to herself:

Yes, they really don't dare to bully me openly.

But carrying a gun and a stick, ridiculing openly and implicitly, criticizing mulberry trees and slandering mulberry trees and so on are indispensable.

If the Han family was a good place, her mother would not have died back then.

The younger son has done some small business and it is not convenient for him to come back.

Old Man Huo has two sons, both of whom are married and have children.

Zhao Yuanyi cried so hard when she saw this dowry, which was definitely the first in their Zhao family village.

The noble daughter of the Han family had just returned to Beijing. Before she even entered the house, her stepmother scolded her until she cried, and was even forced to vomit blood.

In her heart, her aunt has already surpassed her biological parents.

She only heard about Han Jiaojiao's illness.

Rather than being made mad by her husband, concubine, or some kind of cousin, as outsiders commented.

There were new neighbors, but the lives of Gu Qingcheng, mother and son were not affected.

Aunt Zhou, who was supporting Han Jiaojiao, looked numb: ...This scene looks so damn familiar.

Madam Yang: ...This one is really as easy to fool as the legend says.

besides--

And if Han Jiaojiao targets her, it would be a bit unkind.

It is said that he is a local from his hometown, but he went out to serve as a soldier more than 20 years ago.

In the past three years, my stepmother has not taken the initiative to provoke him.

"Do you know how much your grandmother misses you? She was ill some time ago -"

Han Jiaojiao understood this very clearly.

Gu Qingcheng's eyes flashed slightly, and she silently kept her guess in mind.

Her stepmother, her father's concubine, and the outstanding concubine who had been her childhood shadow, all came to the door with great fanfare and greeted her as a young lady with great fanfare.

After all, Han Jiaojiao fell seriously ill on her way back to Beijing and stayed in an unknown small county for three years to recuperate.

The head of the new family is a retired veteran.

He’s still that little loser who can’t stand on the stage!

With this thought in her mind, Stepmother Han still had a standard smile on her face.

This person!

The stepmother was scolding her for being "unfilial".

"Ms. Gu, my maiden name is Yang. Just call me Mrs. Yang."

After the new neighbor moved in, the old lady who headed the house began to visit the neighbor with the yellow rice cake she made.

But in my hometown village, I no longer have any relatives, not even a familiar friend.

In a few words, he told Madam Yang all about his family's "family background".

Gu Qingcheng's family is the first family.

"Oh, I've been dancing with swords and guns all day without stopping."

From then on, no one dared to mess with her again.

Then, Stepmother Han's eyes fell on the girl's face again.

Martial Arts School?

Tsk, all my face is gone!

However, not caring does not mean that some people can label her unscrupulously.

Stepmother Han first glanced at the clothes critically: it was not very plain, which was consistent with her status as a filial piety; but it was not too ostentatious, after all, she had only been out of filial piety not long ago.

The old man in her family was named Huo. When he was thirteen or fourteen years old, his family suffered a disaster and there was really no way to survive, so he joined the army.

Her aunt was so affectionate and kind to her.

What is this for?

On the surface, they attach great importance to her, but in fact, they want to label her as arrogant, domineering and disrespectful to her stepmother?

Suddenly, she thought of something, and her palm-sized face turned red.

Han Jiaojiao sneered secretly, but her whole person had already entered the "state".

"You kid, you are so cruel, you didn't go home for three years."

Gu Qingcheng glanced at the old woman who called herself Mrs. Yang. She was in her forties, not tall and not fat.

There are also some cloths and medicinal materials.

Madam Yang seemed to be disgusted, but her eyes were full of love.

I miss you!

Not long after, the carriage stopped outside the door of a high-rise building.

Half a day later, word spread in Beijing——

My family's family status is too high, and——

When he was almost fifty years old, he missed his hometown and took his family back to their roots.

The eldest son made a living by relying on martial arts, so he stayed abroad.

But when she looked at it today, Stepmother Han realized that she was naive.

Books handwritten by Zhao Qingyun.

cry!

Weeping makes the pear blossoms bring rain, crying makes the cuckoo cry blood.

Alas, Auntie, when can you enter Beijing?

For a ten-year-old girl, this crime is not a light one.

It took three years to recover, which shows how serious the original illness was.

This is quite a good living.

Ten-year-old Han Jiaojiao grew up, saw more of the world with Gu Qingcheng, and began to think more.

Aunt Zhou was right, everyone in the Han family "valued" her very much.

The car door slowly opened, and Grandma Zhou jumped out first.

I will not be raised to be cowardly or have low self-esteem.

Yes, the yard was sold.

After Han Jiaojiao left, the courtyard on the west side became empty.

Let the elders come to greet you, tsk tsk, you are indeed arrogant and indulgent in your favor.

Gu Qingcheng prepared a fairly generous dowry for her. He doubled the money she earned from selling embroidery tenfold and gave it to her again.

Fortunately, my aunt——

…

Well, the little girl lowered her head and hunched her shoulders, so it was impossible to see her face and expression clearly.

A strange light flashed in Han Jiaojiao's eyes.

"My seventh son is fourteen years old this year, and his twelve son is eleven years old. They are about the same age as your elder son."

Zhao Qingyun, the youngest scholar in the county, personally escorted his cousin out, which made the whole He family very happy.

While "admitting her mistake", she started to perform——

She took a quick step forward and greeted him, "Oh, Jiaojiao, you are finally back!"

Should!

"It's my fault! Mother taught me the right lesson!"
To be continued...