Eighty-year-old married the strongest rough man, holding space to raise cubs

Chapter 64 Quarrel

Xiuxiu was afraid that Rong Jin would misunderstand, so she quickly explained: "Don't misunderstand me. You behaved very well. It's my own body... my body... it's not quite used to it yet..."

Xiuxiu was thinking about how to save Rong Jin and soothe her injured heart. When she looked up and saw Rong Jin, she suddenly jumped up from the bed: "Oh, why do you have a nosebleed?"

Xiu Xiu hurriedly asked Rong Jin to lie down on her head and cleaned up the nosebleed.

First, Cai Wenqing gave Rong Jin a lot of nourishing food during the day, which must have been too much.

Xiuxiu said: "You should take a rest. You should be fine in a while."

Rong Jin also listened to Xiu Xiu's words and lay down obediently to rest.

Seeing Xiuxiu busy boiling water for him and using cotton swabs to stop the bleeding, Rong Jin thought happily, getting married is great!

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"Cuizhi'er, are you planning to stay at my house?"

Early in the morning, Yang Xijin was shouting in the yard.

Yesterday, Yang Cuizhi took his daughter Yang Fangfang to the Gu family to beg for meat, but was beaten out. This matter spread in Yangjiazhuang.

Yang Xijin went out this morning and already heard several people talking about this matter behind his back.

His face was particularly shameless. In addition, he had lost money two days ago and was so angry that he started yelling at Yang Cuizhi's house when he came home.

Yang Cuizhi stayed at home for a few days and Yang Xijin could not bear it at first, but as time went by, Yang Xijin gradually got tired of it.

His sister is a lazy person and eats too much. How can he tolerate living in his house every day?

Yang Cuizhi was sleeping in bed. Hearing his brother yelling outside, he reluctantly got up.

"Brother, what are you yelling about?"

Yang Cuizhi rubbed her groggy eyes, with a head of hair like a chicken coop, squatting by the small well in the yard and brushing her teeth with a lint-free toothbrush.

Yang Xijin rushed over and grabbed the lint-free toothbrush: "This toothbrush belongs to me. How many times have I told you not to use my toothbrush to brush your teeth! Why don't you have a long memory?"

Yang Xijin rinsed the toothbrush with almost all its hair out in well water many times. Not only that, he also planned to boil it in boiling water to disinfect it!

Yang Cuizhi spat out the water in her mouth and said vaguely with toothpaste foam in her mouth: "Can you blame me? I asked you to buy me a toothbrush but you refused to buy it. What a shame.

I also lent you five hundred yuan!"

When Yang Xijin mentioned the five hundred yuan, he became very upset.

He said he would no longer gamble, but his hands were itchy again in the past two days and he couldn't help but play a few games behind Yang Cuizhi's back.

Unexpectedly, I was so unlucky that I lost all my five hundred yuan!

Yang Cuizhi finished brushing her teeth and asked: "Brother, what should we eat this morning?"

Yang Fangfang was still sleeping soundly, and it was already past ten in the morning.

Yang Xijin said irritably: "Heat up yesterday's leftovers and eat them!"

Yang Cuizhi stared: "What? Aren't yesterday's leftovers from the past few days? They're all moldy and can't be eaten! Give me two yuan, and I'll go to the party with Fangfang to buy some food later!"

Yang Xijin frowned, squatted on the ground, smoked a big cigarette, but said nothing.

Yang Cuizhi said: "Brother? I'm talking to you! Give me two yuan and I'll buy some food!"

Yang Xijin took several puffs from the big cigarette bag, then glanced at her and said guiltily: "The money... is gone."

Yang Cuizhi was like a thunderbolt: "It's gone? Didn't I lend you five hundred yuan? One piece is gone?"

Yang Xijin turned away and reluctantly said "Hmm" from his throat.

Yang Cuizhi immediately jumped up: "How many days have it been? Where did you spend the five hundred yuan? Brother?"

Yang Xijin said: "I lost."

Yang Cuizhi's eyes widened: "Lost, lost?"

Yang Cuizhi was so anxious that she was about to yell, when she saw Yang Xijin threw the big cigarette bag to the ground, spat, and said: "I know what you want to say, please stop saying it, I don't want to hear it either! I lose money, I'm lucky

Memorize, after all, it’s not because of you? Tell me about you

, how many years have you been married, and you are still running to your parents' house every day? My mother is already dead, and it is difficult for a family to have a family. I have two lazy idiots at home every day. How can I not be upset? I feel worried.

, when you are lucky, you lose. When you are lucky, you lose."

Yang Cuizhi yelled: "You lose, do you blame me? I lent you that money, you must pay me back!"

Yang Xijin also yelled: "Don't I blame you? If you hadn't been quarreling with your mother-in-law every three days and running to my house, why would I be upset? If I wasn't upset, how could I lose money?"

Yang Cuizhi said anxiously: "You blame me when you lose money, but don't you blame me when I borrow money?"

Yang Xijin stared and said: "It was you who was to blame! If it hadn't been for the quarrel between you and your mother-in-law, there wouldn't have been so many things! Now it's fine. You take Fangfang to your sister-in-law's mother-in-law's house to make trouble every day.

I’ve almost become a joke in the village!”

Yang Cuizhi and Yang Xijin started to argue while talking.

Yang Cuizhi was disliked by his brother, and felt annoyed and angry.

He is still a real brother, not even comparable to his mother-in-law’s family!

Yang Cuizhi cursed and said: "My mother is dead, and there is no room for me here. I finally understand, no matter how close I am to my brother, I can't compare to my mother! You don't have to dislike me, I'll just leave!"

After Yang Cuizhi finished speaking, he rushed into the room angrily, stuffed the few clothes he had brought with him into a sack, and then left carrying the sack.

She originally thought Yang Xijin would catch up and try to keep her, but after walking for a long time, Yang Xijin didn't come to try to keep her.

It can be seen that Yang Xijin is determined to drive her away!

Yang Cuizhi carried the sack and walked around.

Seeing that it was getting dark, a woman couldn't be homeless on the street, right?

After much thought, Yang Cuizhi decided to go back to find Liu Aiguo!

Usually when she and Liu Aiguo quarreled, Liu Aiguo would come to pick her up within three days.

But this time she had been staying at Yang Xijin's house for almost half a month, and Liu Aiguo didn't come to take her back.

Forget it, just go back with a shameful face!

Yang Cuizhi felt a little embarrassed at first, but then she thought about it, she and Liu Aiguo were married, and since they were married, it was her own home.

Of course she wants to come and go to her own home. Does she need any reason?

After thinking about it, Yang Cuizhi instantly figured it out and no longer felt any embarrassment. She carried the big bag and walked towards Liujiazhuang.

The furniture she spent more than 800 yuan on buying in town last time is probably almost done.

Thinking about seeing new furniture, Yang Cuizhi couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy.

Yang Cuizhi was in high spirits. As soon as she walked to the door of her house, before she even entered, she heard a woman's voice from inside the house: "Brother Patriot, let me help you!"

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