80s: The cold-faced tough guy was controlled by the beautiful woman

Chapter 173 Are you so in need of a grandson to see you off to the end of your life?

"Mom, it's our turn."

Mrs. Jia's eldest daughter-in-law, Shang Hong, came out to call her. She suppressed her anger, went back to the house and walked up to Qin Xian.

Qin Xian's eyes swept over Old Lady Jia calmly: "Are you here to see a doctor, or to tell me something? If you are here to see a doctor, I checked you last time and you are not sick. If you are here for something, please leave."

Mrs. Jia burst into tears and wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "Child, you know everything. I am your grandmother, you can't talk to me like this."

"Don't recognize relatives randomly."

Mrs. Jia took out a photo and handed it to Qin Xian. "This is a photo of your mother and my son. Actually, if you look closely, your eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to your father's. You are young, and he is old, so they don't look alike. Back then, your mother didn't continue with your father for some reason. After that, I don't know how they lost contact. I looked for your mother, but couldn't find her."

Qin Xian's eyes moved. It was indeed his mother.

He had learned the reason from Tangtang, that the old man was obstructing it.

Considering some of the words in my mother's memory, it should be true.

But this person attributed everything to his mother.

hateful!

"I don't know the woman above." He said coldly.

"It's impossible. You look so alike." said Mrs. Jia.

"You think they look alike, but I don't. Besides, there are many similar people in the world." Qin Xian's face remained calm.

Shang Hong: "You are young and can't remember what your mother looks like. It's normal that you don't think she looks like her."

"Being young doesn't mean I don't remember things. My mother's appearance has long been engraved in my mind. She is different from the woman above. You have recognized the wrong person." Qin Xian struggled to look away from the photo.

Mrs. Jia: "Your wife has recognized it."

Li Yingtang appeared at the door and couldn't help cursing, "Bullshit! When did I ever admit my identity?" She was not as gentle as Qin Xian, and she went up to tear up the photo. She quickly collected half of her mother-in-law's photo and smashed the other half back and forth. "Get lost!"

Old Madam Jia was so angry that her heart ached: "You!"

"What do you mean by "me"? You want to fight? Come on." Li Yingtang put her hands on her hips, looking very aggressive.

Shang Hong was a little scared. She had seen women in the village fighting, pulling hair, ripping lips, scratching with nails, and they would not stop until a winner was decided. "Little wife, calm down. We have no ill intentions."

"No ill intentions, but why do you continue to pester Ah Xian when he says he doesn't know you?"

Mrs. Jia suppressed her anger and reasoned with Li Yingtang: "I want to recognize my grandson, how can it be called entanglement?"

"You are dying soon, and you need a grandson to see you off to the grave?"

Old Mrs. Jia patted her chest hard to ease her anger, and nudged Shang Hong beside her.

Shang Hong understood that this was asking her to quarrel with her young wife.

She opened her mouth and then closed it. It was none of her business, but once she spoke, the fire was directed at her. She was always bad at talking, so there was no way she could beat this young wife. "Mom, Xiao Xian just found out about this, and he probably hasn't recovered yet. Let's calm him down."

Old Lady Jia was unwilling to accept this. She looked at the expressionless Qin Xian on the left and the angry Li Yingtang on the right: "Xiao Xian, this is your great aunt. What she said makes sense. Calm down."

Qin Xian said coldly: "I still say the same thing, don't try to make random relatives."

Old Mrs. Jia wiped her tears again.

"Mom, let's go." Shang Hong helped Mrs. Jia out.

Old Lady Jia obeyed, walked out for about ten steps, and whispered to the young man beside her: "Teach that little hoof a lesson."

The young man was embarrassed: "My duty is to protect you. If she attacks you, I can fight back."

"Just do whatever I tell you to do. Are you reluctant?" Mrs. Jia ordered.

Shang Hong winked at the other party: "Let's go first."

She didn't say the rest.

The young man understood, responded and stayed.

On the way back, Mrs. Jia regretted for a while and said, "I should have agreed to let that woman in. At least she is gentle, unlike this fierce woman who is full of foul language and has no manners. I don't even know who her daughter is. Please ask someone to help me check it out, and I will talk to her parents."

Shang Hong echoed perfunctorily, thinking:

I won't help you check! You deserve this.

Qin Mo is such a good person, but she despises other people's family background.

In fact, Qin Mo came from a good family. Both her parents were doctors, and her father responded to the call to go to the battlefield and never came back.

If his father were still alive, why would he let you bully him?
But he said: "My little wife is indeed quite capable. Being capable has its advantages. No one bullies Xiao Xian."

"She bullied me. Look at her vixen look." Old Lady Jia disliked Li Yingtang in every way: "She slept directly in the living room of Ding's house, affecting their reception of guests. When she talked to Ding Ying, she smiled so brightly."

Shang Hong: "Maybe I was too sleepy at that time?"

The Ding family let their young daughter-in-law sleep and were reluctant to disturb her when they received guests.

Doesn’t this just prove that young wives are popular?

Having said that, if you fall asleep while visiting someone's home, it means you trust that person.

If you ask the young wife to come to Jia's house, will she dare to sleep?

If you don't smile when you talk, does that mean you have a sad face?

Picking your own eggs!

Mrs. Jia: "No matter how sleepy I am, I can't sleep in someone else's house"

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Inside the office.

After the annoying person left, Li Yingtang showed his private collection of photos.

Qin Xian was surprised and delighted: "I thought you had torn it up, how could you hide it under their noses?"

Li Yingtang demonstrated it on paper, but Qin Xian still couldn't see it clearly. "Great."

"It's just so-so." Li Yingtang was rarely humble.

Qin Xian smiled and went back to his room to collect the photos. The young man who came with Mrs. Jia was standing not far outside. He stopped and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

The young man shook his head: "It's okay, I'll leave later. Do you usually train with wooden stakes and dummies?"

Qin Xian said nothing and went straight into the house.

The young man scratched his head.

Li Yingtang thought: "Are you a guard? Someone who works for Mr. Jia?"

"Yes, my last name is Du."

"Hello Comrade Du, how is Mr. Jia in good health? Is he confused? Does he have a good temper?" Li Yingtang asked casually.

"I'm in good health. I do get confused from time to time, but my temper is okay. It's just that sometimes I suddenly become timid and afraid of people."

Li Yingtang was about to ask again when the other party said, "I should go now."

She said oh.

After the young man left, Li Yingtang asked, "Did you hear that person speak?"

Qin Xian nodded slightly: "I heard it."

Li Yingtang: "What kind of disease is this?"

Qin Xian: "It's hard to infer from just a few words. It's likely that he has Alzheimer's disease." People who have experienced war become timid and afraid of people. Maybe they saw too many bloody scenes when they were young, which left a psychological trauma. "Why are you asking this?"

Li Yingtang had a bold idea: "He has Alzheimer's disease and is timid. When he gets sick, he will definitely hurt those who he thinks are a threat to him. I wonder if it will hurt Mrs. Jia if I lock her up with him."

Qin Xian stretched out his hand and scratched Li Yingtang's nose: "He has a guard, which means he has an office worker around him, and someone is taking care of him 24 hours a day. How could he hurt anyone?"

"You've suffered a lot." Li Yingtang hugged him and comforted him silently.

The enemy is right in front of me, but I have no way to take revenge.

Powerless!

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