MTL - The Analects of Righteous Father’s Collapse-Chapter 202 Trembling **** male 11

Jiang Dahu has a bold guess in his heart.

Will the child of Meng Jia Niang’s accidental abortion in his life not be his dross? Will it be the best in his life, the youngest brother who is the most proud of his scum, nor the child of his dross?

Although this is only a conjecture, at this time, Jiang Dahu’s heart has already been affirmed.

At that time, the child of Meng Jiao Niang’s child had flowed away in her life. The reason was because his mother had inadvertently shoved, and there was no possibility. The last child claimed that only one month old child was actually as old as this one. More than two months.

His mother knows that the miracle news of Meng Widow and Dreg is the intention of Meng Widow. His mother is also in the plan of the other party. The purpose is to logically shed the unreasonable fetus of the month, causing his mother. Because of this established fact that killed her and the children of the dregs.

After all, in October, Meng Jiao Niang does not have to have full confidence to survive the ten months. Some experienced elderly people in the village can judge the month of the fetus by the size of the stomach and the posture of the pregnant woman. When the child is bigger, it is easy to wear it. At that time, the dregs that wear green and hi-hat on his head naturally know that he was deceived by Meng Widow.

Instead of worrying about it every day, it is better to directly kill the child in the stomach, and to be able to crush his mother can not turn over.

Jiang Dahu stared at the widow's belly. As for why the world does not hide the real month of the fetus in the belly, it is easy to figure out, because he is stupid, the fool will not defend himself.

If the child in the belly of Meng Jiao Niang is not dregs at this time, then the son she gave birth in a few years, will it not be his dross?

Jiang Dahu’s mind could not help but reveal the shadow of a person who was once in his memory to avoid it.

Jiang Jinlin, his half-brother.

Unlike Jiang’s brothers, big cows, two cows, big tigers and two tigers, this is the name that the countryman randomly took. Jiang Jinlin has been highly valued by her mother since she was born. His name is Jiang Liu’s special sesame cake from Xiu Cai. Please come back home.

The future is bright, Mu Xiu Yu Lin, by the name, knows the expectations of Zeng Yu's son.

Jiang Jinlin did not bear the expectations of the people around him. When he was young, he was smart and clever. He also inherited the exquisite manners of his mother. Everyone praised him well, including those who once looked down on Meng Jiaoniang. They also praised Jiang Jinlin. The good bamboo shoots in the bamboo are completely different from his sisters.

Jiang Dahu didn't like this younger brother, not only because his birth meant that his mother was hurt, but also because Jiang Jinlin's heart was too deep, often laughing, and he took a knife on him.

On the last generation, Jiang Dahu will be driven out of Jiang’s family and have the credit of this younger brother.

He became a talented person. Naturally, he did not want to have stains on his body. However, his birth was very disgraceful. As long as his original eldest son stayed in Jiangjia, others would inquire about his situation and always found some Jiang Jinlin did not want to Something that was found.

So he drove him away, so that his mother was the only Mrs. Jiang, no one would know that Jiang Liu had a wife, the wife is his wife.

Looking back now, Jiang Jinlin really has no scum of scum.

He is very savvy, but he is very good at scum. He is very intelligent, but he is very stupid. Even the appearance, Jiang Jinlin inherits the appearance of his mother, and there is no similarity with the dregs.

Jiang Dahu never thought that Jiang Jinlin might not be his son. His younger brother, because of the unknown child in Meng Jiao Niang’s stomach, Jiang Dahu began to seriously doubt Jiang Jinlin’s identity.

Is he really the son of Dregs?

At this moment, Jiang Dahu’s mood was like sitting on a roller coaster. He looked at the scum of ignorant ignorance. He thought that the man in the last life had abandoned his own flesh and blood for a son who could not be his kind, for a A woman who is as good as a woman hurts a loyal wife. From a certain perspective, is he a sad man?

I don’t know if the scum of the last dynasty knew the truth before he died. If he knew the truth before his death, wouldn’t this be retribution?

The thoughts in Bai Lan’s heart are similar to those of Jiang Dahu. After experiencing Hou Fu’s intrigues, she naturally guessed that Meng Jiao’s mother’s belly is probably not a child of the river.

This life is not, not the last life, she just fancy the river, this person is stupid to lie, he told her children in the belly as a ready-made cockroach.

Thinking about it, Bai Lan was a little happy, and she looked at the river. Unfortunately, the current river is different from the stupid man in her memory. His eyes are so clear that she can’t look at his face and think of the man in memory. Bai Lan can only look back and joke in her heart. The river flowed thousands of times before the brain broke.

"You said that the trousers in your hand are my family?"

Bai Lan has calmed down at this moment. She has calculated the time in her heart. According to the memory of the last life, the rivers of this world have stumped their heads before they can catch up with the widows.

And now the river, Bai Lan looked at the blind little fool, she hangs this little fool even the difference between women and men do not understand, let alone the widows and widows.

Therefore, she determined that the trousers in the hands of the widows of Meng were obtained by other means, and that she was not left to her when she had a relationship with her.

"Of course."

Meng Widow said with certainty that this trousers was stolen from Jiang’s yard and there would be no mistake.

"Jokes, the name is not embroidered on the trousers. Did you say that it was my husband's right? I also said that this trousers was left by Meng Hao."

Meng Xi is the husband and wife of Meng and widows who died early. Mentioning Meng Xi, the opinions of the people around him are louder. These arguments are mostly accusing Meng Jiao Niang, blaming her for not keeping her, blaming her for giving her man a big face. .

Ms. Meng’s widow did not think about this when she stole her pants. She knew that this trousers was stolen from Jiang’s yard, but what did she prove to prove that this trousers was a river?

Unlike women's aprons and embroidered fabrics can be distinguished, most of men's trousers are made of white cotton, placed in a piece, it is difficult to distinguish the difference.

"Sister, I see the patch on this trousers seems to be your craft."

Xu Xiaocao is optimistic about the show, how can he be willing to pay attention to Meng Jiao Niang, "I see the patch on this trousers is a bit familiar, it seems to be the third child's pants."

"Is it true that Daxie is familiar with my trousers?"

Bai Lan stabbed Xu Xiaocao.

The people on the side laughed and laughed at the little sister's trousers. It was not a good name. Xu Xiao Herb came to see jokes, and he turned into a joke.

Jiang Hai glared at Bai Lan, and then pulled his stupid wife to the side, not letting her speak.

"I know that Lan sister is not willing to accept me. I also know that my and Sanro’s incident has hurt my sister Lan. I am not asking you to forgive me. I only want you to accept the children in my stomach and let him recognize the ancestors."

Meng Jiao Niang cried on the ground, her body was thin, and because of the crying and twitching, most of the men in the room could not help but feel soft, and I felt that Bai Lan was too worried.

In any case, the child in Meng Jiao Niang’s stomach is innocent, and she can’t let the blood of the husband’s family flow out.

The situation in front of me is very unfavorable to myself. The brain of Jiangliu is rapidly turning, thinking about ways to poke through Meng Lienian’s lies without restoring memory.

The system store offers a lot of weird items, can you really use those things?

"Killing a thousand knives, I don't know who's wild species actually pushed my son's head!"

Jiang Miaoshi listened to the message from others and hurriedly rushed from the ground. The first thing she squeezed into the crowd was to hold Meng Jiao Niang's hair and pick up her upper body from the ground.

"My son is like this, you still come to harm him, you say what you are."

Jiang Miao's will definitely not agree with Meng Jiaoniang's entrance to Jiangjia, especially now that the main force of making money at home is her daughter-in-law, Bai Lan, who is not guilty of a woman with a bad reputation and a child whose mother is unknown. My own daughter-in-law.

Besides, Jiang Miao's really does not believe what his son and Meng Jiaoniang have. She knows that her son before the stupidity is a bit interested in Meng Jiaoniang, but she is sure that her son has not succeeded, or else her son will not hide. The temper of living has long been seen by her.

"Jiang Yanzi."

Meng Jiao Niang was sore in tears, but she still had to maintain her image. She could only prepare a set of rhetoric to persuade Jiang Miao.

"Don't call me a blind man, you said that you and my third child slept, what is the birthmark on him? Do you know?"

Jiang Miao's words were rude, and the young little daughter-in-law on the side shy with a shy exclamation, but her ears were raised high, for fear of hearing something.

"Know, there is a mole on his arm and a mole on his thigh."

These are all heard by Meng Jiaoniang from Jiang Dezhu. The men in the village often go down the river in summer. These birthmarks Jiang Dezhu naturally know.

"Oh, no man has taken a bath, you can ask a gimmick to find out, I am asking for a more secret birthmark, such as the little red dragonfly behind my son's ass, you know?"

Jiang Miao's sighs, since the Meng widow wants to frame her son, naturally she will not be unprepared, so she can say these marks Jiang Miao's is not strange.

"I--"

Meng Jiao Niang is trying to say that she has seen it, but after thinking about it, why should Jiang Miao tell her this?

Meng Jiao Niang looked at Jiang Miao's expression invisibly, and when she saw the bluff in her eyes, she suddenly realized that this was probably the trap that Jiang Miao set for her.

"No, there is no red dragonfly behind Saburo's ass."

Meng Jiao Niang thinks that this is Jiang Miao's swindling her.

"No, are you sure?"

Jiang Miao's expression was somewhat disappointing, and he asked for a bite.

"Of course not, I remember clearly."

Meng Jiao Niang breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart was full of laughter. Now, unless Jiang Liu’s brain is awake, no one can say that the child in her stomach is not a river.

"A good one is clear."

Jiang Miao's expression suddenly became easier, and there was a nervous disappointment that had just been pretending.

She released the hand holding Meng Jiao Niang's hair, walked to the stupid son in three or two steps, then took off her son's pants, revealing his half of the white buttocks.

"Why don't you have a red dragonfly, such a bright red one, you have no glimpse?"

Jiang Miao's patted his son's ass, and he was a little embarrassed. He could change his mind to think that his son is not innocent. Isn't it half-a-side, let's just swear, you can wash your grievances.

I never thought that I could have such a slogan operation, and I couldn’t react to the river. I felt the feeling of chilling behind my buttocks. I felt that sometimes it was good to be a fool, at least not so shameful at the moment. It was bursting.

Hey, Jiangliu wants to learn magic in the magical world, and then everyone who is present will be forgotten.