When Zhou Zhuxiao came back, he saw Jian Jian lying on the sofa with a book in his arms and chewing. It was so interesting that he almost shed a few tears. He put the bag aside and pushed her legs: "Huaiyang, today
Have you eaten yet?" She was afraid that it would be easy to let no one in. She was 100% sure that her daughter would be able to do this. She wanted to call and ask, but who knew that the store was very busy today and couldn't spare the time?
Time, I forget when I get busy.
He simply put his legs away without taking his eyes off the book and "eat it."
"Didn't you try to squeeze someone else's house?" He was as aggressive as a hedgehog.
Jian Jian was finally willing to raise her eyes that were glued to the book, put the bookmark and closed it silently, "Mom, is your daughter like this? She eats more than me. She doesn't even wash a single bowl, just pats it.
I'm leaving." She didn't care, it was just that both of them were unhappy when they left. Anyway, she was used to them being unhappy every time, so it could be said to be a trivial matter. Even if it was, she couldn't say it out loud.
Zhou Zhuxiao sat down and said in a deep voice, "Isn't that all? It's rare for me to come back to live in Huaiyang. After all, I've been my old neighbor for more than ten years. We have a deep friendship. You just have to put up with it. I was so rude like last night.
Fortunately, it's them. What if it's an outsider? You're not young anymore. When you marry into your husband's family, you can't bear the smallest things, but what should you do?" Her relationship with her husband's family was not very good back then, and her mother-in-law couldn't stand her.
Wearing a cheongsam all day long, she found it unpleasant. Zhou Zhuxiao would be accommodating at first, but she was not satisfied every time. She was afraid that she would not be able to stand her as a woman, after all, Jian Ming was not at home all year round. In the end, she moved out because she couldn't bear it anymore.
Originally, her grandmother also lived here for a long time.
The veins in Zhou Zhuxiao's forehead kept twitching when she heard Zhou Zhuxiao's words. She was most afraid that her mother was responsible for this. Sometimes she would be asked why she never brought her boyfriend home, "Mom, I don't even know this."
How many years will it be? If you have this free time, you might as well do it yourself." Seeing Zhou Zhuxiao's face suddenly turned bad because of his words, she became stiff and pale. He hugged her slender and white neck and said, "Mom
, I really don’t care, you are still young and many people are envious of you, so why bother keeping yourself here.”
Zhou Zhuxiao was shocked. She didn't know that Jian Jian would have such an idea. She patted Jian Jian's arms a few times with her hands. Jian Jian couldn't feel any calluses and lines, but they were still so tender that she could squeeze out the water. "These things are caused by
Just hold it, it will be straight from the bridge to the bow of the boat. Your mother has gone through this and has no such thoughts. She knows that you are a good child. If you can give me a grandson, you will be satisfied. She will protect you and the child.
I will be satisfied for the rest of my life." After experiencing it once, she didn't want to experience it a second time. She didn't have this idea back then, let alone now.
Jian Jian hugged her tighter, feeling sorry for the woman who had been guarding her in this place for more than twenty years. After she finished the college entrance examination, she suffered a double blow. One came to Yi Huaiyang, and the other came to Yi Huaiyang.
Her parents. Their parents divorced at that time. The reason was that her father Jianming felt that Zhou Zhuxiao and he were not in the same world. His pursuit and belief had nothing to do with Zhou Zhuxiao, but he met a similar person.
It was Médecins Sans Frontières. The two had supported each other for many years and had feelings for each other. Then they came back and asked Zhou Zhuxiao to step aside directly. She simply didn’t know where the man she called dad had left the woman who had guarded him for most of his life. Maybe
This home is just a stop on his way, a place where he can rest for a while when he is tired, but it is not a place where he can stop.