The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

He wiped his tears with his palms.

Huang Yaqin looked at her parents firmly.

"I'm going!"

After saying that, he went back to the room, sat on the edge of the bed, and put away his clothes.

Outside the door, Huang's mother looked at Huang's father, a little at a loss for a moment.

It was good to be able to wake up her son-in-law, but it was hard for her to imagine how her daughter could endure the pain when she went to court and faced the vicious executioner.

"Old Huang~!"

With an embarrassed look on her face, Huang's mother sat back on the sofa, holding her knees with her hands, and looked towards her daughter's bedroom with a very hesitant expression.

Old Huang, who hung up the phone, seemed to have aged instantly, and his complexion suddenly became sluggish. How could he not know what angle Zheng Chaoyang was coming from.

This was not something he could make up his mind about.

If it is true, as was said on the phone just now, that the son-in-law personally captured a foreign pilot and was shot this way, then this court session will involve too many aspects.

If I had to describe it in one word, Huang Dad would only say, killing chickens scares monkeys and scares Xiaoxiao.

Through notarization, fairness and open judicial means, no one can find fault, whether it is the local party or the foreign party, but this is undoubtedly putting the daughter on the fire.

Just like that, Dad Huang had figured out his own plan. It was possible that Lao Zheng's call was not his original intention.

They have been friends for so many years, and he knows him well.

"Go help her clean up!"

After pinching the bridge of his nose, Lao Huang regained his energy. No matter what the situation was, he supported the organization's decision.

The son-in-law could risk his life to capture the pilot. Why should he, the father-in-law, hold him back? In the face of national justice, it doesn't matter if the family makes some small sacrifices.

"Old Huang!"

Huang Ma was a little reluctant to let her pregnant daughter go thousands of miles away, which always made her feel uneasy.

"I'll go with her, and you stay at home and take good care of Beibei!"

Dad Huang sighed, and while thinking about what he needed to bring, he mentally began to draft what he should say to his daughter after going to court.

As for the unconscious son-in-law, it was really hard for him to believe that there was such a "magic" that the son-in-law could wake up after his daughter died.

"I've packed it up. I'll go home and tell my mother-in-law!"

The little pregnant woman with disheveled hair quickly came out with a small bag. The two palm-sized bags probably didn't contain much. I don't know if it was because she was anxious and didn't want to wait, she desperately wanted to see her husband, or because she wanted to see her husband in person, or because of the flame of revenge. Watch that murderer being punished by the law.

"Go ahead, Mom will clean it up for you!"

Lao Huang also agreed. For such a big matter, she, who had no control over her, chose to compromise. Maybe she still held out hope to see the family reunited in peace and have a good New Year.

"By the way, clean yourself up. It's better not to tell your in-laws about this matter yet!"

As a mother, how could she not know how sad Li Feng's mother would be after receiving the news? She could hide it as long as she could.

After all, Lao Huang is also responsible for this matter.

……

Li Feng's departure did not seem to disrupt the rhythm of the courtyard.In the front yard of the Yan family, the third aunt is still sitting at the door of the yard, but today she is beating a few pieces of stinky soap, pinching and pinching the small pieces of soap that she has saved before, until she makes a big one, so that she can continue Use it.

At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang was sitting lazily on the edge of the threshold, basking in the sun. Her originally thin face had started to swell up again recently, like blowing up a balloon. For those who didn’t know, she thought her family’s food was good. It's improved.

Only the silent third aunt knew that she, the gatekeeper, saw Qin Huairu, the mother-in-law, from time to time. She often sneaked out when no one was around and came back fat.

Sometimes she secretly speculates that she has absorbed an unknown amount of the son's compensation, but she won't say it outright.

"Hey, Xiaoqin is back. She didn't go to work today!"

Looking at Huang Yaqin with a bulging belly, the third aunt stopped what she was doing and said hello with a sneer on her face. On the other hand, Jia Zhang, who was sitting on the threshold beside her, didn't even raise her eyelids or move her body.

"Well, Second Aunt, she's about to give birth, so she asked for leave from the factory!"

Huang Yaqin looked a little unnatural. She didn't want to say anything more to these neighbors. She just wanted to see her mother-in-law quickly, say hello to her, and go back to prepare.

"Well, it's time to ask. Li Feng's salary is so high, it's enough to support you and your mother. He's going back to live these days. When will Xiao Feng come back from studying!"

This is why Huang Yaqin is unwilling to chat with these adults. Although it seems like a daily greeting, these outsiders in the yard are all strangers to her.

Moreover, these strangers often have very impure thoughts when chatting. They always want to talk to themselves and do not shy away from the scale at all.

She doesn't like this, and Li Feng doesn't like this either. Not many young people today like people who have no sense of boundaries.

The silent Huang Yaqin just smiled, nodded, and walked in from the side of Jia Zhang.

"Huh, look at the young people today, they are so indifferent to who they say they are, and they have a warm face but a cold butt!"

Jia Zhang's words made Xiao Huang tremble. He didn't offend anyone. The Jia family in the middle courtyard was really like what her husband said. They were dog-skin plasters. No wonder he treated her family like that before.

That's true and not worthy of sympathy at all.

"I am the daughter-in-law of the Li family. I cannot learn from your Jia family. Unlike your daughter-in-law, she can strike up a conversation with anyone!"

This reply was really a stroke of genius. Although the third aunt didn't find out any useful information, it would be a topic for chatting with others.

It was so wonderful to point fingers at mulberry trees and scold huai trees. As she watched, Qin Huairu and her mother-in-law's expression changed instantly. She even thought she was deaf and mistook "legs" as "mouths."

"You~!"

Before she could reply, she had already passed through the reverse room and returned to Li's house.

This scene really made the third aunt look happy. The force of the beating was a little stronger. The smelly soap covered with cracks was not much different from the current situation of the Jia family.

In the front yard, you can see He Daqing rubbing briquettes in the front yard.

Yes, that's right, the front yard.

The drying space in the middle courtyard has been occupied by the Jia family. When Qin Huairu came back from get off work, he was too embarrassed to get the briquettes he had worked so hard to roll aside, so he had to use the space in the front yard to dry them in the sun.

They are all neighbors, so it is convenient for the big guys and they will not say anything. In other families, their sons do this work. In their family, they are counting on Sha Zhu to come. He Daqing is afraid that he will not be able to survive this cold winter.

"I'm home!"

"Well, Uncle He, you are busy with your business!"

Unlike other families, He Daqing still knew how to behave. He came back and wanted to integrate into this courtyard. He knew that anyone could offend anyone.

Only the Li family, which was gaining momentum now, was the naughty and mischievous boy in his childhood. Now he really couldn't see through it. (End of chapter)