Chapter 65 There is no regret medicine in the world
Chapter 65 There is no regret medicine in the world
Author: 久l久
Chapter 65 There is no regret medicine in the world
Standing at the door was none other than Jiang Erlang's ex-wife Leng.
I saw that her face was withered and yellow, and there was a light bruise on her cheek. She looked at Jiang Erlang with tears in her eyes.
"Erlang, I, I'm here to see the child."
Jiang Erlang was silent, but did not let her in.
Leng took a step forward and tried to pull his sleeve, but was avoided.
Jiang Erlang took a few steps back and saw that her belly had swelled, and she was obviously pregnant.
"You are already married. Please don't come to my house again." Jiang Erlang said coldly: "The children are all very good. They have long been accustomed to living without a mother. You will embarrass them here."
Leng and Li married a forty-year-old widower in the town that same month. Her mother-in-law, Mrs. Cao, received a 20-tael betrothal gift from him. Everyone in Dongchen Village knew about this.
A township is so big, and if old ladies chatter their teeth and talk about it casually, they won't be able to cover up anything as big as a sesame seed.
It is said that the widower set up a pickle stall in the town, specializing in selling various pickles, pickles, beans, pickles, dumplings, etc., and the business was pretty good.
His ex-wife left behind a son and a daughter, but the son fell ill and died two years ago, leaving only a teenage daughter.
It stands to reason that if Mrs. Leng is married, she will be able to take charge of the family and her life will not be bad. As long as she has another son and a half, the widower will not treat her badly.
I don’t know what she wants to do when she comes back now.
Leng covered her face and cried, "Erlang, do you really want to be so heartless? I just miss my child, just let me take a look..."
At this time, Erni and Huzi heard the sound and ran out of the house, standing next to Jiang Erlang and looking at the woman in front of them.
Huzi hadn't seen his mother in more than a year, and he already didn't recognize her, so he just stared at her curiously.
Er Ni knew the woman in front of her. Even though the woman looked a little strange, she could still tell that she was her mother at a glance.
Erni didn't dare to scream, she just looked at her mother with compassion, feeling a little at a loss.
"Huzi! Erni! Mother's child..."
When Mrs. Leng saw the two children, she wanted to pounce on them, but Jiang Erlang blocked them.
"Mr. Leng! It was clearly written in the letter between us and Li that I will pay you fifteen taels of silver and the child will have nothing to do with you from now on. You pressed your fingerprints on the spot."
Jiang Erlang said coldly: "My child, you have already seen it, don't dwell on it, go back to where you belong."
Even if she is not happy now, she should go back to her parents' home instead of seeking warmth at her own place.
Leng's eyes were filled with tears, and she cried: "Erlang, I regret it, I really regret it..."
At this time, the neighbors on the left and right saw the excitement and came over with their rice bowls to watch.
Someone ridiculed: "Isn't this the Leng family? You are already married, what are you doing back now?"
"Isn't it because Jiang Erlang is jealous and wants to make some money for your brother?"
"Hey, Mrs. Leng, you are changing your appearance as if you were changing your book, aren't you afraid of taking off both ends?"
Mr. Leng ignored the villagers' ridicule and continued to cry: "Erlang, for the sake of our relationship as husband and wife for more than ten years, please let me come back..."
Jiang Erlang lowered his face and interrupted her, "Ms. Leng, I advise you to go back. I'm going to get married soon. Even if you regret it, it's too late."
These words are just prevarication for Mr. Leng. He is living a good life with his children now. Although it is hard work, he is also happy. He really doesn't want to live the same life as before.
"No! Erlang, how can you marry someone else? I don't agree!" Leng shouted hoarsely, and rushed forward to hug Jiang Erlang, "Erlang, you are mine... mine... wuwuwuwu..."
Jiang Erlang wanted to push her away, but Leng stuck to him like a dog-skin plaster, holding his waist tightly with her arms.
Erni and Huzi were both shocked and didn't know how to help their father.
Even the neighbors couldn't stand it anymore, and kindly persuaded her: "Ms. Leng, why are you so entangled even though you're already married? I advise you to go back quickly. It's a big deal if your husband's family knows about it."
Mrs. Leng just ignored her, hugged Jiang Erlang tightly and cried, "Erlang, don't let me go, I really know I was wrong, wuwuwuwu..."
At this moment, a girl's voice sounded: "Hey, you are so shameless. You even said that you ran away to your parents' house. I didn't expect to pester a man here. Dad, have you seen it? This woman is a bitch. If you don't beat her for a day,
She can go to heaven."
Mrs. Leng suddenly turned around and saw her twelve-year-old stepdaughter looking at her with her arms folded and a smile on her face.
Next to her stepdaughter was her current husband, Zuo Cheng, who walked over with a sullen face.
Mrs. Leng screamed and wanted to hide behind Jiang Erlang.
Zuo Cheng rushed up, grabbed her by the hair, and cursed fiercely: "I provide you with food, drink, clothing, and pickles for your whole family. How dare you run back to your parents' house in the blink of an eye?
Come and have a private meeting with a man, I will beat you to death, you a slutty, slutty bitch."
As he spoke, he slapped her face with a snap, and half of Leng's face instantly turned red and purple.
Leng stopped crying immediately and only protected her hair and begged: "Stop fighting, I don't dare to fight anymore... Zuo Lang, I don't dare to fight anymore... Let go, there is still a baby in my belly..."
Jiang Erlang turned around and pulled the two children into the house and told them not to go out. Then he put on his backpack and prepared to go to Nanpo.
At this moment, Mrs. Leng had been dragged away by Zuo Cheng, followed by a group of Duanwan villagers.
Ying Bao was about to go to school when she saw this scene. She watched it quietly for a while and shook her head.
There is no regret medicine in the world.
For more than a year, even though Mrs. Leng was married in the town, she never came back to see her children once, let alone made a pair of shoes or clothes for Huzi Erni.
Only now would you believe it if you said you miss your children but don’t want to let them go.
Maybe I heard that the second uncle's family built a big tiled house and made money growing gold ears, so he started to behave like a monster again.
Judging by the material of the clothes she was wearing, we could tell that the widower treated her well.
That man was just a little older, uglier, and a little darker, but the rest was quite reasonable, and he matched the Leng family quite well.
It's not Yingbao's boast, but his second uncle is fair and handsome, and he doesn't look like he's in his early thirties at all.
Now that his illness is cured and his body is getting stronger, he looks younger and healthier, and even more handsome than his father. Several unmarried girls in the village are secretly stuffing Hu Zi with delicious food.
Looking at Mr. Leng again, at first glance, he seems to be half a round older than his second uncle. He is very old. Compared with the plump and beautiful figure in the past, he is completely different from the two people.
Alas, how should I put it? I didn’t know how to cherish it when I got it. Now I feel that my second uncle is so good and I want to regret it. Is there any regret medicine in the world?
When Ying Bao came to the school, she saw Chen Zhao and Sister Wen sitting together, with smiles on their faces.
"Sister Shu Shu, you are so amazing. I have never been able to read this passage well. I will be able to do it as soon as you teach me."
While Chen Zhao was praising Wen Shu, he glanced at Ying Bao, his eyes filled with pride and provocation.
Ying Bao stepped forward, pulled Wen Shu aside like a little wolfdog guarding its food, sat down opposite Chen Zhao, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister, if I teach you, you will definitely be better than Sister Wen. Do you want to try it?"
She and Sister Wen were students in Class A, and the courses they studied were more profound than those in Class B. It was not wrong to call herself Senior Sister Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao's delicate face gradually fell, and he pursed his lips and looked to Wen Shu for help. "Sister Shu Shu, I..."
Wen Shu smiled and said: "I still have homework to do, so let Yingbao teach you. Although she is young, she can still be regarded as your senior sister. Our school is only about knowledge and there is no age difference. She is more than enough to teach you."
Chen Zhao...
Ying Bao raised an eyebrow at her and slapped the thousand-character essay, "I am your second senior sister. If I don't teach you ten paragraphs of essay today, I will slap your hand!"
