The female supporting role of the oil bottle engages in introversion in the chronicle

Chapter 195 Mom gave me a sum of money and a real estate certificate
"Don't worry, I don't want to see you either, so I'll leave right away." Jiang Chengcheng walked out the door without hesitation.

If she could, she would never want to have anything to do with this family in her life.

Since she gave birth, she cared less about what the villagers thought, but Aunt Fang cared about her and had to cooperate.

"People without conscience, no wonder your husband's family didn't want to accept you at all before. Ningning is better than you. Look how good she is living!"

Jiang Chunhua sneered, she really regretted that Jiang Chengcheng coaxed her to be nice to her before, even before Dachen had a share of Chengcheng!

Now it seems that those foods might as well be fed to dogs.

"I know you're sick and dying now, and you wouldn't be happy if you tried to provoke me, but it's useless. I'm not stupid. I'm very happy at Fang's house now."

Jiang Chengcheng looked at Jiang Chunhua like a clown.

"I should have married you to Cripple Wang if I knew it earlier." Jiang Chunhua gritted her teeth and said, did she really regret it.

"I'll go first. You should know where you are slowly. Seeing that your most beloved grandson doesn't have any gratitude to you in his heart makes him feel uncomfortable."

Jiang Chengcheng didn't forget to stab Jiang Chunhua before leaving.

Such a disgusting old woman would despise her even if she looked at her even more. She has been living cautiously for so many years, which is not easy.

"You...cough cough cough" Jiang Chunhua was so angry that she refused to listen to her cough. Her body was already on the verge of failing, and now she couldn't hold it anymore.

It became difficult to breathe in the chest cavity, and suddenly he couldn't control it, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the bedside, and couldn't stop coughing violently.

This is what Jiang Guorong saw when he finished cooking and went upstairs. A large amount of blood stained the bedside.

He was so frightened that he put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and walked over to the bed to help his mother's arm, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"There is money in the... drawer and the evidence of this... house. I will give it all to you. I am sorry for your family."

After Jiang Chunhua endured the pain and said this, she couldn't hold on any longer, and lay back powerlessly.

Jiang Guorong probed under Tan's mother's nostrils with trembling hands, but he was no longer breathing.

His heart was extremely heavy. ,
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On the day of Jiang Chunhua's funeral, everyone appeared at the scene symbolically, but none of them shed tears.

Only Jiang Chengcheng pretended to cry according to Aunt Fang's explanation, which was especially miserable.

This made everyone couldn't help but sigh, it seems that Lai Chunhua is not so bad, at least one person would cry like this for her.

I heard that the last person Jiang Chunhua saw on the day Jiang Chunhua left was also Jiang Chengcheng. It seemed that Jiang Chuhua's health was failing before, but she just kept holding on, just to see Jiang Chengcheng for the last time.

After not seeing this, I left the world with peace of mind.

While others were carrying out the funeral ceremony downstairs, Jiang Guozheng's family was secretly looking for the room, almost every corner was spared.

"Dad, I have searched the whole room, even every corner of the house. I don't have any money, and I don't know where the certificate of this house is."

Jiang Dachen was so tired that he didn't expect that old woman to hide so deadly.

"Could it be taken away by the elder brother?" He Xin couldn't help but wonder.

Even if the old woman has no money, it is impossible and does not have the certificate of the house.

"Impossible. The elder brother's family is so rich now. It's not bad. Could it be that Mom lost the house certificate?"

Jiang Guozheng felt that his reasoning was the most likely, and it was not a matter of a day or two for his mother to have a bad memory.

"Forget it, let's ignore it for now. The eldest brother has a big house, so he shouldn't compete with us for this small house."

"If he fights, it will force us to our death."

"Go downstairs and check the situation first, don't let people notice that something is wrong."

"Ok."

After the family went downstairs, they fished in troubled waters in the crowd until today's funeral was over.

Jiang Guorong's family went back and didn't stop there. Regarding this, Jiang Guozheng's family can be relieved.
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"Yesterday, my mother gave me a sum of money and the real estate certificate of that house."

As soon as Jiang Guorong got home, he immediately told his family about the incident, and immediately took out the money from his pocket, a total of 200 yuan.

It's not much for their family, but it's probably a huge sum of money for mom.

"Then you can just watch and deal with it yourself." Li Lan'er didn't intend to intervene in this matter.

"I want to put the money at home, but I don't plan to go back to the house, but give it to my younger brother and their family to live in, otherwise they have nowhere to go."

Jiang Guorong, Jiang's own thoughts, spoke out without hesitation.

He didn't want to go too far, even though his younger brother's family had treated them badly before, but he still couldn't bear to push them to a dead end.

Of course, if they push forward in the future, they will not agree.

The real estate certificate is kept in hand to prevent the younger brother and the others from being rascals in the future.

"Yes." Li Lan'er nodded casually and went in to make soup.

She didn't have the heart to think too much about this kind of thing, she just wanted to live their current life well.

"Tian Jing, do you want chicken soup or duck soup?" Li Lan'er suddenly remembered something, and asked,
The last time Tian Jing told Nanmu that she was tired of drinking pork rib soup, she overheard it, and then bought two chickens and ducks back.

"Chicken soup." Lin Tianjing had just finished speaking.

Jiang Qingfeng's voice suddenly came in from outside the door:
"Mom, Shu Shu said she wants to drink duck soup."

Lin Tianjing's complexion was a little bad when she heard this, she really couldn't say a word of modesty, now the moon is getting bigger and bigger.

There was no taste in her mouth at all, and sometimes she would vomit. Yun Shu had already given birth, so why was she still so pretentious.

Jiang Qingfeng also saw the chicken Mom took out from the refrigerator, "It's okay, you can also drink chicken soup."

"It doesn't matter, I both cook soup. There are so many people in the family, and I can eat it all. If you want chicken soup, you can drink chicken soup, and if you want duck soup, you can drink duck soup."

Li Lan'er knew that Yun Shu hadn't been easy recently, so she also wanted to satisfy her taste.

"Okay, then mom, I'll help you."

"Row."

After the family finished cooking and eating, they saw Aunt Zhao coming to the door with a bunch of things.

"Aunt Zhao." Jiang Qingfeng saw it first and said hello.

"Aunt Zhao, what are you?" Li Lan'er looked at her puzzled.

"It's for Yun Shu and the child. Lan'er congratulates you on having a grandson. I was busy a while ago so I didn't come here."

"Look at the fact that you are always so polite and come here to bring gifts."

"Isn't this happy for you?" Aunt Zhao said with a smile.

"Shu Shu is upstairs, and the child is also there. I'll take you up there to have a look." Li Lan'er did not continue to evade, but walked ahead to lead the way.

"Okay." Aunt Zhao followed behind, and the two went upstairs together.

(End of this chapter)