Wife is hell

Chapter 37 Coming to make trouble
Jiang Mu's gaze sharpened, and he walked over, squatted down, and examined the area closely.

This is a right ear.

The edges were jagged, clearly indicating that it had been bitten off with teeth, and it was stained with dark blood.

Whose ear is this?

Jiang Mu frowned.

Shi Baolu's ears are large in outline and thick in earlobes; this ear is clearly not his.

That's most likely Young Master Yang.

Was it bitten off by Shi Baolu?
Jiang Mu then took out a bell from his pocket.

Just now, for some reason, the bell suddenly vibrated.

But now it has fallen silent again.

Jiang Mu examined it several times but found nothing else unusual. Filled with doubt, he put the bell away.

He found a fairly clean handkerchief in the private room, wrapped the broken ear in it, and put it in his pocket.

Shi Yuyuan, who had been quietly following behind, silently watched the man.

For some reason, watching the man's calm profile as he investigated the case, the woman's previously anxious heart calmed down considerably, and her previous restlessness and despair disappeared.

"Xiao Jiang has really grown up."

The woman's thoughts drifted away.

In a daze, she seemed to see those two little people who always loved to snuggle in her arms many years ago.

At that time, Mu Jiang was still a silly little boy.

Xueying always tugged at her clothes, following behind her and calling her "Sister, Sister," begging for osmanthus cake.

Now, he has long since shed his naivety and foolishness.

His youthful features became more defined, handsome and masculine, and his thin frame became tall and broad. Every gesture he made exuded a reassuring masculine charm.

Shi Yuhua was momentarily lost in thought as she watched.

She didn't come to her senses until Jiang Mu stood up.

A faint blush spread across her delicate cheeks, a gentle heat creeping up from her ears, adding a touch of allure to her beautiful face.

"What's wrong, Yu-zhu? Are you hot?"

Jiang Mu noticed the woman's unusual behavior and asked her in confusion.

Shi Yuyu shook her head vigorously, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her heart pounded like a rabbit's, and she dared not meet his gaze.

Jiang Mu felt strange, but didn't think much of it and continued to investigate the other areas.

To distract herself, Shi Yuhua began to curiously examine the lavishly furnished private room.

As my gaze wandered, I was suddenly drawn to a uniquely shaped chair in the corner.

The chair was made entirely of dark brown hardwood, with delicate patterns carved on the armrests and backrest, but its style was unlike any chair she had ever seen before.

The chair back is unusually high, and the armrests on both sides extend outward in a curved arc.

What's even more peculiar is that several leather buckles and red silk cords are fixed to the armrests and chair legs.

Next to it, there was something that looked like a long eggplant.

Shi Yuhua tilted her head slightly, her clear eyes filled with confusion and curiosity.

Jiang Mu carefully inspected the house and, after confirming that there were no other discoveries, prepared to leave with Shi Yuhua.

Turning around, I saw Shi Yuhua staring at a chair.

He walked over and asked, "Sister Yu-yu, did you find anything?"

Shi Yuhua gently shook her head, hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help raising her slender finger to point to the strange chair, and asked in sign language:

Why does this chair look so strange?

When Jiang Mu finally saw the full view of the chair in front of him, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Well..."

He coughed, putting his fist to his lips, and mumbled:
"This is probably because...some people like to play games and will...tie women to it..."

Shi Yuhua blinked her bright, watery eyes, her pretty face still showing a blank expression.

Playing games while strapped to a chair? What kind of game is that?
it's wired.

She then pointed to the eggplant, like a child with a strong thirst for knowledge:

"What is this for?"

Looking at the woman's beautiful face, which was free of makeup, Jiang Mu couldn't explain it in detail. He took her hand and said, "When there's a chance in the future, I'll find someone to demonstrate it for you myself."

After saying that, he left the private room with Shi Yuhua.

Demonstration?

Shi Yuhuan glanced back at the chair and silently made a mental note of it.

……

Back at the entrance of his alley, Jiang Mu saw a group of people gathered in front of his house, with noises coming from time to time, accompanied by Shi Shuangsui's familiar crying.

A luxurious carriage was parked by the roadside.

Jiang Mu and Shi Yuhua felt a pang of anxiety and quickly stepped forward.

Where the crowd had gathered, Shi Shuangsui was sitting on the steps, wailing loudly.

A muddy footprint was printed on the small piece of clothing.

The large white goose spread its wings to protect her, honking loudly at the servants holding wooden sticks, refusing to budge an inch.

Meanwhile, Aunt Yan Wenxiu was wrestling with an old woman who looked to be in her fifties.

The two grabbed each other's hair and shouted insults at each other.

However, compared to Yan Wenxiu, whose clothes were slightly disheveled, the old woman was clearly at a disadvantage. Not only was her hair a mess, but her clothes were also almost torn in half.

Even her undergarments were showing.

The black spots are clearly visible.

While forcefully pulling the old woman's hair, Yan Wenxiu cursed loudly at the woman inside the carriage who was coldly watching the scene:

"Pah! You've brought a bunch of lackeys to bully a child who's only a few years old. Have you stuffed the Yang family's reputation into the latrine like a foot binding rag?"
What kind of Madam Yang is this? Look at your sharp-mouthed, monkey-faced, mean-spirited appearance, you're destined to be a widow!
And look at your servant's chest, it's so flat even a horse could run around it twice, and there are sheep droppings standing on it. I bet you're not much different, no wonder your master has married so many wives!

If I were you, I would have already hanged myself with my belt!

Hearing her master being scolded, the old nanny couldn't find the words to retort. Her face turned a deep shade of liver with anger, and she could only yell at the stunned servants in a shrill voice:
"You bunch of useless bastards! What are you standing there for?! Beat them up!"

"Beat this shrew to death! Cripple her, cripple her, the Yang family will take responsibility. She's just a lowly constable's wife, what's there to be afraid of?!"

The servants hesitated for a moment, glancing at the carriage.

An Chenghu's reputation still intimidated some people in Yancheng.

Inside the carriage, the richly dressed woman had an icy expression.

She clenched her fist and coldly uttered, "Listen to Granny Yang, just don't cause any deaths."

Upon hearing his mother's order, one of the fierce-looking servants gritted his teeth, raised his stick, and struck Yan Wenxiu on the shoulder and back.

While the stick was still in mid-air and had not yet fallen, the servant suddenly saw a dark shadow flash before his eyes.

Immediately, a sharp pain shot through my abdomen!

He was sent flying backwards, crashing heavily to the ground. He curled up like a shrimp in pain, howling and unable to get up for a long time.

This scene stunned everyone else.

The scene fell silent instantly.

Jiang Mu picked up the wooden stick from the ground, his face icy, and glanced at the remaining frightened servants, coldly saying:

"Let's see who dares to touch my aunt!"

Turning his head, Jiang Mu saw that the old woman was still grabbing his aunt's hair and wouldn't let go, which made him even angrier. He picked up a stick.

The next moment, a pig-like scream rang out.

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