135 Chapter 135 The Twisted Melon Is Not Sweet

In the yard of Zhang Fugong's house, everything was cleaned up. The mynah threw around in the cage, chattering, and seemed to be watching the excitement.

Miao Fuquan looked at it for a moment and said, "Sangu, what's up? My sister is uncomfortable?"

With smoke between his two fingers, his index knuckles had long been burnt.With both eyes squinted, he looked up and down Zhang Xiaohua's room.

The door was half open, just in time to see Zhang Xiaohua's legs drooping under the bed.He stared greedily at the smooth, plump legs full of the healthy complexion of the country girl.

After all, Miao Fuquan was thirty-four years old, and because of poverty and domestic violence, his wife ran away.Although I became rich later, I also found a girlfriend and acted on occasion.But his own conditions are placed here, and most of the half-old milfs he got in hand.

At this moment, seeing that youthful body, Miao Fuquan's heart suddenly seemed like withered roots. Suddenly he met a clear spring, sucking greedily, and instantly full of vitality.

"I must marry her home!" Miao Fu vowed secretly in his heart.

Zhang Xiaohua, lying on the bed, felt something and got up and kicked the door.

boom!

The door panel and the door frame violently collided, making a loud noise of resistance.

Miao Fuquan and Miao Juhua were stunned by the sound of the door, while Zhang Fugong mistakenly thought that his daughter was still angry with him, and turned sullenly to enter the house.

Inside the door, Zhang Xiaohua was distraught, holding her mobile phone and constantly refreshing it.

On the chat interface, she sent the last big paragraph: "Brother Huzi, come on, they are driving me crazy..."

"Why haven't you come yet?" Zhang Xiaohua looked at the silent phone screen with loss, and her heart cooled down a little bit.

Miao Juhua and Miao Fuquan glanced at each other, and she thought to her heart that she should say something to this distant nephew to make him unsure.

And Miao Fuquan?What he thought was how many gifts he should give so that he could take down his mother-in-law and father-in-law.

At the same time, when he saw Miao Juhua, his heart suddenly jumped up: "I am a distant relative, I have a good body!" Evil thoughts surged in his heart.

Bang bang bang!

A rapid knock on the door dragged the two of them out of their careful thoughts.Miao Juhua frowned, staring at the door and asked, "Who?"

There are two gates in the yard of Zhang Fugong's house.One door is the store door, and they usually use this door to enter and exit.

There is also a door. At the west wall, the old wooden door is covered with dust, and it can be seen that few people move it.

However, the rapid knock on the door came from outside this door, and Miao Juhua's suspicion suddenly rose.

"Mother-in-law, I'm here to give you a present! Huahua, are you there Huahua?" A young man's high voice came from outside the door.

Miao Juhua's face turned red, just like a coat of blood.She gained weight, and her almond eyes looked like dead fish eyes.

"Which bastard are you? My son-in-law is in the yard, standing in front of me!" Miao Juhua deliberately smiled at Miao Fuquan in order to let him put out the fire.

Miao Fuquan is not really popular at all. He is thirty-four this year, not twenty-four.If you go back ten or eight years and come to propose a marriage on your own, but in the middle of the road, you will get Cheng Yaojin, which is very likely to make him very unhappy, and even grinning immediately, rushing over to fight.

But now, when he heard the voices of competitors, not only would he not be angry, but he would feel proud.

Hmph, don't say Miao Juhua doesn't recognize you, even if he admits you, I can kill you with money.Is there anyone in this world who doesn't like money?

Miao Fuquan glanced at Miao Juhua's fat waist with a look of contempt.He took another look at Zhang Fugong, who was shrinking in the room. He was still known as the richest man in Jiangbian Village. You are almost the poorest.

"It's all right, Sangu, let him in." Miao Fuquan pretended to persuade him.

"Yes, all the guests let me in, mother-in-law, please open the door soon~" The people outside were really thick-skinned, but after hearing the last sentence, Miao Juhua finally knew who it was—Jiang Xiaohu.

She was angrily, trying to swear.However, Miao Fuquan's false politeness made her eyes bright.

Yes, they all say that the twisted melon is not sweet. To deal with this relationship between Zhang Xiaohua and Jiang Xiaohu, it is impossible to use strong means.She has to completely dismantle the enemy, from body to mind.

So, she rushed to Miao Fuquan: "I am just looking at your face, otherwise, how can I care about their little miscellaneous hairs? By the way, you have to smash him and use money to smash him. It doesn't matter how much ."

Miao Fuquan grinned, and promised, but he cursed in his heart: "Sick lady, you are so cunning! It doesn't matter how much you spend with money. It doesn't matter how much you still spend. You don't care about your feelings, because it's not your money!"

He secretly said, this kind of mother-in-law must stay farther away in the future.Lest she get into his flesh to suck blood like a locust.

Miao Juhua dongdongdong stepped forward, slammed the door open, glaring at Jiang Xiaohu.

Jiang Xiaohu smiled, not at all frightened by his anger.

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I disturbed you? Please let me know, can I come in first?" Jiang Xiaohu squeezed in the door with a smile, speaking in a gentle manner, not at all like coming to grab a kiss.

Seeing Jiang Xiaohu, Miao Fuquan couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, who is this?" he asked with a smile.

Looking up and down Jiang Xiaohu, Miao Fuquan already knew who his opponent was.

Young and vigorous, I don't know how high the sky is.And the surname Jiang is mostly from Jiangbian Village. Only Jiangbian Village has this surname in this area.

Jiangbian Village?Hey, isn't that a poor man?His Miao Fuquan's money can make this poor ghost go away in every minute.

"This is no one, we are a stunned kid in our village." Miao Juhua said grimly, pushing Jiang Xiaohu out as he said.

But even though she was one of the top five and three rough old ladies, she was far less powerful than Jiang Xiaohu, she didn't have to say how to push, and she watched Jiang Xiaohu walk in and stand in front of Miao Fuquan.

"Jiang Xiaohu, you..." Miao Juhua was about to curse, but when she heard the door of her daughter's room opened, Zhang Xiaohua burst out like a gust of wind.

"You are here, Brother Huzi!" Her face was blushing and her eyes were hot, although she was shy, when she looked at Jiang Xiaohu, she was so unrestrained.

As a rural girl whose sister had been in love, her behavior was indeed bold enough-she rushed directly to Jiang Xiaohu, hugged him by the arm, and tilted her head on his shoulder.This was not enough, she paused, raised her head again, tiptoed, and kissed Jiang Xiaohu's sweaty face.

Jiang Xiaohu was stunned, Miao Juhua was dumbfounded, and Miao Fuquan collapsed. Even Zhang Fugong, who had returned to the room, felt that the atmosphere was not right. He turned around and looked out, and he saw this scene.

Zhang Fugong's qi was broken, his face turned green, and he was about to vomit blood.He bowed his head and looked around for the broom, wanting to beat his daughter violently, but he shrank again at the thought of the previous incident.