The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The sky is bright.

Outside the curtains, the dawn light has just appeared a little.

The door of the master bedroom was suddenly pushed open.

The air current swept through, and the cement floor in the house became clean. A pair of black women's cloth shoes with straps appeared in the house. The footsteps were not light at all, as if they were deliberately disturbing people's dreams.

Jiang Defu, who was snoring, seemed to sense something. The snoring sound suddenly alerted him, and the arm resting on his eyelids also trembled.

As if he felt someone approaching, Jiang Defu, who was still sleeping soundly the previous second, jumped up from the bed the next second. His right hand was behind his back, reaching under the pillow~!

When his sluggish nerves reacted and the visual images were transmitted to his head, Jiang Defu's tense shoulders finally relaxed.

Fortunately, the eldest and second child in the family were still sleeping soundly on the big bed. The eldest child even twisted his little butt, turned over, and placed his thighs directly on the opened quilt to avoid kicking.

The person who came was actually his sister, Jiang Dehua. Jiang Defu squinted his eyes, reached out from under the pillow with his right hand, touched the alarm clock on the bedside table, checked the time, and looked at his sister speechlessly.

"Dehua, what time is it? I still have a while before I have to go to work~!"

Thinking that his sister was worried that he would be late and called him too early, Jiang Defu shook his hand at her, then tucked his eldest sister's legs, which were exposed outside the quilt, back under the quilt, yawned, and planned to take another nap.

Jiang Dehua looked at her third brother expressionlessly, with unspeakable grievance in her eyes. It was only because Jiang Defu had just woken up, otherwise, he would have been able to see that something was wrong with his sister.

"Third brother, I, I want to go back~!"

Jiang Defu, who had just laid down for less than two seconds, suddenly sat up from the bed after hearing what his sister said. However, this time, he tucked the quilt into the child.

"What are you making a fuss about? Did Anjie bully you? No, I think you two are doing well. Ah, there are three children at home, and your brother and I have to go to work. Look at her, can she take care of them?"

At this moment, Jiang Defu's head was full of question marks. He spoke in a much lower voice and timidly leaned his head forward to look towards another room.

Although he didn't know what had happened, Jiang Defu knew that as long as his sister planned to go home, she must have been wronged by his wife.

Logically speaking, one is his biological sister and the other is his lover. For gay men, they are both his flesh and blood. The two of them had been at odds with each other in Qing D. It was not until he came to Beijing that they calmed down for a year and a half.

It's only been a short time since they moved in, and now it's started again. No male owner can stand this kind of internal strife.

"There are some things I can't stand. I might as well go back. Otherwise, I will be angry sooner or later. Others can take care of three or four children, but she can't. I will become what people call an old woman from the old society~!"

There were so many things that Jiang Dehua didn't like about An Jie that he couldn't count them with both hands. The most unbearable thing was that last night, An Jie forced that relative of his family to accept several hundred dollars and buy a house, a similar house, with the first floor, and settle down in Beijing in the future.

Any sister who sees her sister-in-law being so attentive and caring to the woman's relatives and giving them money would be unbearable~!

The key point is that her brother still supported it and supported his family spending money to buy houses for other families. Jiang Dehua was even more angry. He couldn't sleep well on the sofa in the living room at night.

She couldn't blame her brother, and if she talked about the capitalist daughter, her third brother would be unhappy. So she could only go back to her hometown to express her dissatisfaction.

"Look at what you said. I'm your brother, and your sister is taking care of her own nephew. Is this a nanny? If Anjie did something wrong, tell me. Please don't be so mad. She can't take care of three children by herself~!"

Jiang Defu had to get up this time to put on his clothes and pants. To be honest, it was his sister's temper that made An Jie very tired to take care of the child alone, and he was the unlucky one in the end.

"The landlord at least gives me some change for working as an old maid. I take care of the children. I don't want money, a house, or a job from you. But, but in the end, she has to do it all by herself~!"

"She is your wife. Third brother, you are married, and I am now an outsider. Logically, I shouldn't say these words, but if I don't say them, I will feel unhappy~!"

How could she be happy? From the tone of her voice, Jiang Defu could tell that his sister was extremely unhappy at the moment. It was hard for her to hold it in until now to tell him these things.

At that time, if a conflict occurred one day, he would immediately clamor to go back.

"I'm not trying to be hard on her, or because I can't stand it. I'm just too lazy to tell her that you don't care about money, and you let her manage it. One day, when you need to use the money, you'll find that it's gone, and then you'll know~!"

"You're busy helping to rescue people. The New Year was a mess. That's her relative's class background problem. She shouldn't have come to send him off in the first place. I think she did it on purpose, just to get you to help him find a way out~!" "He's found a way out and got a job, but that's not enough. She's also thinking of bringing people over. But there's not enough room for them to live. Hey, she's going to spend money to buy a house for them. How long will it take to give money to her family~!"

When it comes to this, Jiang Dehua's grievances are beyond words. If he came from an ordinary family, all these things he would see would be problems.

Maybe these are minor problems for An Jie, who has a large family and a lot of money, but to Jiang Dehua, they are problems that keep coming back.

This person is from my nephew's second aunt's family. The person from my eldest uncle's family is still young and is also a capitalist. When the time comes, he will take over that family. By the time the process comes, his brother will be tortured to death.

"Dehua, no, oh, money matters are nothing, don't...~!"

"Is it a small matter? How much is your salary? I don't know how much you can earn, but that kind of money, in the countryside, a family can't save it even if they work hard for a lifetime~!"

Seeing that her brother was still speaking for her sister-in-law, Jiang Dehua felt even more resentful. In her eyes, the An family was always taking advantage of her brother, and was continuing to do so, with no end in sight.

Her brother, on the other hand, couldn't see clearly and kept speaking for the capitalist lady who was disloyal.

"It's a loan. I'll pay it back when I recover. Oh, stop making trouble~!"

It's a headache. Jiang Defu really can't explain it clearly. He feels that his sister is being too picky. His sister thinks his brother is stupid and is always being taken advantage of by An Jie. This is the point that the two of them are unable to explain.

"If you think of it as a loan, then it is a loan. It is your salary anyway. But in the countryside, Third Brother, you can help your relatives, but there must be a limit. I have seen that their family is a trouble. You, who have a good heart, are easy to be manipulated by her. How can you help their family~!"

Although this incident passed safely, Jiang Dehua's impression of An Jie was undoubtedly worse, even though she gave birth to three children for the Jiang family.

"Just this once, okay, Dehua, Ouyang Yi is also your second uncle, so you should help me. This is the last time. Okay, don't talk about whether you will go back or not, just let it go~!"

Jiang Defu, who was implicated in the Ouyang Yi incident, felt a little exhausted. Although it was not very strenuous, it was very tiring and mentally draining. He did not want to go through it again. It could be solved by spending money, and he was too lazy to care about what happened next.

Jiang Dehua just wanted to find an opportunity to complain to his third brother, and he didn't really want to go back. When he heard his third brother say it was the last time, his attitude gradually softened.

"Brother, you have to consider the children more when you do things in the future. Your sister-in-law has a bad background, you can't let her do whatever she wants. Otherwise, if you are implicated one day, what will happen to these children in the future? This is what I am afraid of~!"

"...!"

"Crunch~!"

The door of the second bedroom was quietly opened a crack, and Angie, with a cold face, wearing pajamas, with his chest heaving rapidly, listened to his sister-in-law "stirring up discord" with her husband!
As she was taking care of her third child who was only a few months old, she was a light sleeper and she heard everything the brother and sister said just now~!

"What do you two mean?"

The scene that Jiang Defu least wanted to see finally appeared in the fifth month after moving. His lover just stood at the door, staring at Jiang Dehua hungrily, wishing he could tear her mouth apart.

"What do I mean? I have been taking care of the child for several years. Have I ever asked my brother for help? Have any of my Jiang family members ever asked my brother for help~!"

Jiang Dehua saw that he was discovered by his sister-in-law. Facing An Jie's questioning, his temper flared up. He stood up and retorted with no less momentum.

"You go~!"

"Why do you drive me away?"

"Crackle, clatter, clang!"

This is what happened in Room 102 in the morning. The neighbors next door who heard the noise didn’t sleep well.

"Hey, stop arguing. What are you throwing? What's the matter? Can't you sit down and discuss it properly~!"

Qin Huairu, wearing her clothes, slapped the iron door next door. Her tone sounded anxious, but she couldn't hold back the smile on her face~! (End of this chapter)