Jiang Dahu had a bold guess in his heart.
Could it be that Meng Jiao Niang's unexpectedly aborted child in the previous life was not his scumbag? Could it be that the younger brother who was admitted as a scholar and became his scumbag father's greatest pride in his previous life was not his scumbag father's child
Although this is just a conjecture, Jiang Dahu's heart is already somewhat certain at this moment.
At this moment, the child Meng Jiao Niang was pregnant with was aborted in the last life, because his mother pushed and shoved unintentionally, is there a possibility that the child who claimed to be only more than one month old in the previous life was actually pregnant just like this life? More than two months.
His mother knew that Widow Meng and the scumbag's lustful news was Widow Meng's intention, and his mother's shoving Widow Meng was also in the other party's plan. Because of the established fact that jealousy killed her and the scumbag's child.
After all, Meng Jiao Niang was pregnant in October, and Meng Jiao Niang may not have the full confidence to hide the ten months. Some experienced elderly people in the village can judge the month of the fetus based on the size of the belly and the walking posture of the pregnant woman. No matter how old the child is, it will be easy to wear and help, and then his scumbag who wears Luxi as a father will naturally know that he has been deceived by Widow Meng.
Instead of worrying about it every day, it is better to kill the child in the stomach directly, and still be able to press the ground and his mother can't turn over.
Jiang Dahu stared at Widow Meng's belly. It's easy to figure out why the other party didn't hide the real month of the fetus in his belly, because his father was stupid, and a fool would not defend himself.
If the child in Meng Jiao Niang's womb is not his scumbag now, will the son she gave birth to a few years later also not belong to his scumbag
In Jiang Dahu's mind, the shadow of a person could not help but appear, and this person was an unavoidable existence in his memory.
Jiang Jinlin, his half-brother.
Different from the Jiang family brothers, big cows, big tigers, big tigers, and two tigers, which are just random names given by country people. Jiang Jinlin has been highly valued by his parents since he was born. Please come back home.
The future is bright, Mu Xiuyu Lin, just by the name, he knows what the scumbag expects of this son.
And Jiang Jinlin did not live up to the expectations of the people around him. He was smart and clever when he was a child, and he also inherited his mother's delicate and delicate appearance. Everyone praised him, including those who once looked down on Meng Jiaoniang. The good bamboo shoots out of the bamboo are completely different from his parents.
But 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 scheming was too deep, and he often stabbed him with a knife while talking and laughing.
In the last life, Jiang Dahu would be kicked out of the Jiang family, thanks to this younger brother.
He has become a scholar, and naturally he doesn't want to have blemishes on his body, but his birth is very disgraceful. As long as his eldest son, the original wife, remains in the Jiang family, when others inquire about his situation, they will always find out some Jiang Jinlin does not want to. Something that was found.
So he made a plan to drive him away. In this way, his mother was the only Mrs. Jiang, and no one would know that Jiang Liu once had a wife, and that wife was the wife he was marrying.
Looking back now, Jiang Jinlin really didn't have the slightest bit of a scumbag trait.
He is very shrewd, but scumbag is easy to play with, he is smart, but scumbag is stupid, even in appearance, Jiang Jinlin inherited his mother's soft appearance, and there is nothing similar to scumbag.
Before Jiang Dahu never thought that Jiang Jinlin might not be his father's son, but his younger brother, but because of Meng Jiaoniang's unidentified child, Jiang Dahu began to seriously doubt Jiang Jinlin's identity.
Is he really the son of a scumbag
At this moment, Jiang Dahu's mood is like riding on a roller coaster. He looks at the ignorant scumbag and thinks that this man in the last life abandoned his own flesh and blood for a son who could not be his kind. The best woman hurts the faithful wife, from a certain point of view, he is not a sad man.
I just don't know if the scumbag in the previous world knew the truth before he died. If he knew the truth before he died, would it be considered retribution
Bai Lan's thoughts were similar to Jiang Dahu's. After experiencing so many intrigues in the Hou Mansion, she naturally guessed that Meng Jiao Niang's belly was probably not Jiang Liu's child.
Not in this life, nor in the previous life, she just took a fancy to Jiang Liu, who is stupid and deceitful, and coaxed him to be a ready-made father for the child in her belly.
Thinking of this, Bai Lan felt a little happy, and she looked at Jiang Liu angrily. It's a pity that the current Jiang Liu is different from the stupid and arrogant man in her memory. His eyes are so clear that she can't look at his face and think of the man in her memory. Bai Lan can only look back and laugh in her heart. The river flowed thousands of times before my brain was broken.
"You said that the trousers in your hand belonged to my husband?"
Bai Lan has calmed down now. She calculated the time in her heart. According to the memory of the previous life, Jiang Liu in this life fell into a stupid head before she had time to hook up with Widow Meng.
And now in Jiang Liu, Bai Lan glanced at the obedient little fool next to her. She told this little fool that she didn't even understand the difference between a woman and a man, let alone having an affair with Widow Meng.
Therefore, she was certain that the trousers in Widow Meng's hands were obtained by her by other means, and were not left to her when Jiang Liu had a relationship with her.
"Of course."
Widow Meng said with certainty that she stole the trousers from the Jiang family's yard, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it.
"Joke, the name is embroidered on the trousers. Do you think it's my husband's? I also said that the trousers were left by Meng Guang."
Meng Guang was the husband of Widow Meng who passed away early. Mentioning Meng Guang, the people around him were talking louder. Most of these comments were accusing Meng Jiao Niang, blaming her for not being able to keep it, and blaming her for embarrassing her man. .
Widow Meng didn't really think about this when she stole the trousers. She knew that the trousers were stolen from Jiang's yard, but what did she use to prove that the trousers belonged to Jiang Liu
Unlike women's apron and embroidered fabrics, which can be distinguished, men's trousers are mostly made of white cotton, and it is difficult to tell the difference when placed together.
"Brother and sister, I think the patch on these trousers seems to be your workmanship."
Xu Xiaocao was watching a good show, how could she want Meng Jiao Niang to keep quiet, "I see the patch on these trousers a little familiar, it looks like the pants of the third child."
"Really, sister-in-law is really familiar with my husband's trousers."
Bai Lan stabbed Xu Xiaocao.
There was a burst of laughter from the people on the side. Sister-in-law noticed that her brother-in-law's obscene trousers was not a good reputation. Xu Xiaocao originally wanted to watch a joke, but it turned out to be a joke.
Jiang Hai glared at Bai Lan, then pulled his stupid daughter-in-law to his side, preventing her from speaking.
"I know that Sister Lan is unwilling to accept me, and I also know that what happened to me and Saburo hurt Sister Lan. I don't ask you to forgive me, I just ask you to accept the child in my stomach so that he can recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors."
Meng Jiao Niang was crying and crawling on the ground, her body was thin, and she was twitching slightly because of her crying. Most of the men present couldn't help but soften their hearts, thinking that Bai Lan was too cruel.
No matter what, the child in Meng Jiao Niang's belly is innocent, so she can't let the blood of her husband's family flow out.
The situation in front of him was very unfavorable to him. Jiang Liu's brain turned quickly, thinking about how to expose Meng Jiao Niang's lies without restoring his memory.
The system mall provides a lot of strange items, but do you really want to use those items
"Kill a thousand knives, I don't know whose wild species actually pushed my son on the head!"
After hearing the message from others, Jiang Miao hurried over from the ground. The first thing she did when she squeezed into the crowd was grabbing Meng Jiao Niang's hair and pulling her upper body up from the ground.
"My son is like this. You still come to harm him. What do you think you are doing?"
Mrs. Jiang Miao would never allow Meng Jiao Niang to enter the gate of Jiang's house, especially now that her daughter-in-law Bai Lan is the main earner of the family's money. Jiang Miao couldn't be guilty of offending a woman with a bad reputation and a child whose father was unknown in her belly. own daughter-in-law.
Besides, Jiang Miao really didn't believe that her son had anything to do with Meng Jiao Niang. She knew that her son before his brain was a little bit interested in Meng Jiao Niang, but she was sure that her son hadn't succeeded, otherwise, her son could hide it. The temperament of living things has long been seen through by her.
"Aunt Jiang."
Meng Jiao Niang burst into tears in pain, but she had to maintain her image, so she could only prepare a set of rhetoric to convince Jiang Miao.
"Don't call me auntie. You said you and my third child slept. Do you know what birthmarks he has on him?"
Jiang Miao's words were rude, and the young daughter-in-law next to her exclaimed shyly, but her ears were pricked up, for fear of missing something.
"Yes, he has a mole on his arm and a scar on his thigh."
These were all heard by Meng Jiao Niang from Jiang Dezhu. The men in the village often go down the river together in summer, and Jiang Dezhu naturally knew about these birthmarks.
"Heh, which man hasn't taken a bath in the water, you can find out if you ask any concubine. I'm asking about more subtle birthmarks, such as the little red mole on the back of my son's butt, you know?"
Jiang Miao snorted, since Widow Meng wanted to frame her son, she was naturally not unprepared, so it was not surprising that Jiang Miao could say these marks.
"I-"
Meng Jiao Niang was about to say that she had seen it, but then she thought wrong, why did Jiang Miao tell her this
Meng Jiao Niang looked at Jiang Miao's expression vaguely, and when she saw the bluff in her eyes, she suddenly realized that this was probably a trap set by Jiang Miao for her.
"No, there is no red mole on the back of Saburo's butt."
Meng Jiaoniang felt that Jiang Miao was cheating her.
"No, are you sure you don't?"
Jiang Miao's expression was a little disappointed, and asked with gritted teeth.
"Of course not, I remember it clearly."
Meng Jiao Niang breathed a sigh of relief, and she laughed very proudly. Now unless Jiang Liu's mind is sober, no one can say that the child in her womb is not Jiang Liu's.
"It's very clear."
Jiang Miao's expression suddenly became relaxed, where is the nervousness and disappointment that he just pretended to be.
She let go of the hand holding Meng Jiao Niang's hair, walked to the silly son in three or two steps, and then pulled off his son's pants, revealing half of his tender buttocks.
"Why is there no red mole, such a bright red one, didn't you see it?"
Jiang Miao patted his son's buttocks, feeling a little guilty, but then he thought that he was his son anyway, and there was no innocence.
I never imagined that such a show could be performed, and Jiang Liu, who had no time to react, felt the cool feeling behind his buttocks, and instantly felt that it would be good to be a fool sometimes, at least he wouldn't feel so ashamed at the moment. burst.
Hey, Jiang Liu really wants to go to the magical world to learn some magic, and then give everyone present a forgetfulness.