Chapter 54: Luo Jijun's Accusations

Looking at Zhang Guilan, who stood silently with a calm face, and Milan, who cried louder and more and more aggrieved, Yang Zongguo had a headache and didn't know what to do. Zhang Guilan, who had always been generous, was silent. Yang Zongguo guessed that this was to make her anxious.

"Milan, don't cry. Go into the house and comb your hair. After a while, go back to the city with my mother. The girl's fight with people is not good for you." Yang Zongguo couldn't get Zhang Guilan's response to his request for help, so he had to speak bravely.

After all, he is also partly to blame for this matter. If he hadn't quarreled with his daughter-in-law, Milan wouldn't have to go back to the compound today, let alone fight with Wang Li. Second, the relationship between Milan and Luo Jijun is unclear. It's hard to say more.

"I know I'm superfluous in your eyes. Without me, you will all live a stable life. If you don't say anything, you may hate me in your heart." Milan said while crying, bowing his head and pulling the corners of his clothes. He looked timid and made people can't bear it. "Guilan, I know that you have been guarding me because of my previous engagement to Jijun, but I really never thought about being around. I just don't want to stay in the village and be laughed at, so I Son, I don't know where to go. The only person I can ask for is Jijun. I don't want to be misunderstood by you. Now it seems that you still think too much. Guilan, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I'm leaving now. I won't disturb your life again in the future, and I will never appear in front of Jijun again.

What a poisonous thought.

Zhang Guilan was cold all over, that is, she was almost deceived by Milan's appearance. After listening to her words, the words in the open and dark pointed to her, shifting the blame on herself, and she took it off.

"Milan, there must be a misunderstanding here." Yang Zongguo didn't know the beginning and end of the matter, but he felt that Zhang Guilan was not that kind of person.

"What's wrong?" Milan doesn't need to say more, Luo Jijun is back.

Just after returning from the training ground, Luo Jijun's clothes were full of dirt. After entering the room, he saw Milan's appearance. Although his cold face had not changed, he was still unhappy.

Milan seemed to be scared and wiped his face with his sleeves in a panic. "Jijun, it's okay. It's really okay. Don't blame Guillain. It's not her heart. It's all my fault."

It's impossible for people to think about what she said.

Luo Jijun was speechless, but his eyes fell on Zhang Guilan.

He is waiting for his daughter-in-law to explain. After all, there are still outsiders. It can't be misunderstood. Looking at the wounds and messy hair on Milan's face, Luo Jijun can't think too much, while hoping that he just thinks too much.

Zhang Guilan greeted her husband's eyes and was somewhat disappointed, but she still said, "It's really none of my business."

After saying that, he turned around and entered the east room, closed the door, and directly blocked the eyes behind him.

Yang Zongguo couldn't help worrying, "Jijun, if you have something to say, don't fool around."

In the end, he glanced at Milan meaningfully and turned around and left. After all, this is someone else's business. It's not good for him to be an outsider here. Moreover, he also saw that what Milan said was intentionally or unintentionally misunderstood.

"Jijun, it's really none of Guilan's business. It's all my fault." Halfway through Milan's words, he was already crying.

"You go to comb your hair, and I'll take you to the military office to apply some medicine." Luo Jijun's voice was so cold that he couldn't hear his emotions.

He ignored Milan, strode to the chair and sat down. He pulled off his collar with one hand, took out the cigarette with the other hand, and took a strong breath. Everyone who knew Luo Jijun knew that he would only smoke when he was annoyed.

Milan went to the bathroom while crying. When she came out, her hair had been combed. She looked at Luo Jijun with red eyes and said, "Don't go to the infirmary. I'm waiting. I'm going back to the city with Aunt Yang. I'll fill in the trouble for you today. Please coax her at Guil

"You don't have to worry about this. You really don't have to go to the infirmary?" Luo Jijun was worried and glanced at the scratch on her face again. For the man, the injury was really not an injury, just like being bitten by a mosquito, but Milan is a woman and has not married yet. "Will it leave a mark? Let's go and apply some medicine."

After all, people were injured in his own home. When he saw Milan's careful face, Luo Jijun felt a little sorry. Just now, Zhang Guilan's attitude made him feel ashamed, and he was also angry. "You haven't married yet. Pay more attention to these yourself."

Milan was happy to see that he cared about him, and his face became more and more like an aggrieved little daughter-in-law. "It's okay. If you really marry me because of my face, I really dare not marry."

Originally, I thought I would get more replies from Luo Jijun, but it only got Luo Jijun's faint nasal voice.

In the living room, Luo Jijun smoked a lot. Milan stood at the door of the bathroom. The east room was Zhang Guilan who closed the door. For a moment, the atmosphere was also strange. Milan was indescribably guilty. He began to worry about what Luo Jijun would think of himself after Zhang Guilan told Luo Jijun the truth.

Do you blame her for misleading him with what she just said?

In the end, she didn't lie. Anyway, she didn't lie. No wonder she thought too much about it.

However, the impression of Milan is completely bad.

When Yang Zongguo returned to the downstairs, he naturally didn't know how to learn those things, but Mrs. Yang sighed, "Milan's child gives a good first impression, but he can't do it after contact with it. This child is not his duty. It's too slippery."

If the Northeast dialect is too slippery, it is too treacherous. It is too smooth to deal with people and things for benefits. Although there will be a blind eye for things, you can't make deep friends, which makes people have a sense of defense.

"Mom, you haven't eaten this trouble. Don't let the driver wait too long. You can take you downstairs." Yang Zongguo didn't answer, let alone look at his daughter-in-law who was still wiping tears, "I'll go downstairs to call Milan down."

Mrs. Yang knew that since her son said she could rest assured, she would not quarrel again. "Oleve, I'll go downstairs first, and you can shout."

"Mom, how about you stay here today?" Shang Hong also knew that her mother-in-law was not happy with her now, so she wanted to show herself, "There was still half of the chicken you asked to bring at home last time. I stewed it and was making a cold dish."

Mrs. Yang's tone is not cold or hot, but a little less warm than before. "No, you can save it and eat. Zong Guo needs to train all day long. You can make up for him well."

Although she is not with her son, Mrs. Yang also knows something. Her son still needs to cook for her daughter-in-law. As long as the two of them have a good relationship, she will turn a blind eye and don't ask much. After all, life is for two people, but now look, the more she is really spoiled, the more

Shang Hong was not stupid. She was bitten by her mother-in-law's words and bit her lips awkwardly, "Mom, I know. Then I'll stew it for Zong Guo tonight.

Mrs. Yang hummed faintly, put on a black tweed coat, put on a scarf, and was helped out of the room by her son. Shang Hong felt uncomfortable and did not dare to show it. She followed her out of the room.

Yang Zongguo asked Shang Hong to follow his mother downstairs first. He strode upstairs and knocked on the door. Hearing the footsteps, he saw that Luo Jijun opened the door and said bluntly, "Let Milan come out. My mother is going back."

Milan has come over, "Please, Brother Yang."

After listening, she folded back to the chair, picked up her coat and put it on, and walked to the door. "Jijun, go and coax Guilan. I'll go first."

Luo Jijun nodded to Yang Zongguo and watched the people go downstairs before Luo Jijun closed the door.

Looking back at the closed door of the East House, she thought that Milan was still beaten, but she lost her temper, held her breath and turned to the West House. She went to the door and changed her mind. She strode to the door of the East House again, pushed hard to open the door and walked in.

When he came back, Luo Jijun did not take off his shoes. Every step he took a mud footprint on the cement floor. Seeing his daughter-in-law lying with her back to **, Luo Jijun's anger was gone in an instant.

But he just asked, and the little woman lost her temper. Luo Jijun felt that he spoiled the little woman. "Guilan, what kind of temper do you think you have? Someone was beaten in our house. Can't I ask you a word? You are too ignorant. Is this the time to be jealous? I really have nothing to do with Milan. How long are you going to make trouble?

Seeing that the people of ** didn't move and didn't say anything, Luo Jijun raised another decibel in his voice, "Comrade Zhang Guilan, you should know that you are a soldier's wife and have a broad mind, instead of losing your temper for small things like those women."

Zhang Guilan didn't want to talk to him. After listening to him, he sat up angrily and looked back at him, "Luo Jijun, are you still reasonable? What's wrong with others being beaten in our house? Can I stop them if they want to fight? You point your hair directly at your daughter-in-law indiscriminately. Why can't I be angry? A battalion commander is fair to handle things in the army. Why do you get confused when you meet Milan at home? You said that Milan is special to you, and no one else believes it.

Luo Jijun blushed when he was accused, and his heart was angry, "What nonsense? Why am I so special to her? You just think about it.

In addition to feeling a little sorry for Milan, he is more tolerant of her in some things, and there is nothing else.

Sure enough, women are the most narrow-minded and think nonsense when they see something.

If Zhang Guilan knew what Luo Jijun was thinking at this time, she was so angry that she vomited blood. She reasoned here, but she was regarded as timid by him. Although she didn't know what he was thinking at this time, she knew that he had not realized what he was wrong.

"Then let me talk nonsense about my unreasonableness. Today, Milan bit the daughter-in-law of instructor Song upstairs. You'd better go and apologize to others." He turned his back to Luo Jijun and lay back to **.

She decided that this time she had to let this man realize her mistakes, otherwise it would not end. Besides, she was still holding her breath. He helped Milan get ahead first. Today, I wanted to show him her temper. I really thought she didn't have a temper.

Before Luo Jijun understood the meaning of his daughter-in-law's words, he saw the person lying back to ** in a sway. For a moment, he was stunned. After a long time, he asked in disbelief, "Milan bit Song Weidong's lover?"

Luo Jijun couldn't believe that the gentle Milan could do such a thing.