Liu Xing was exposed to his mother and mother-in-law, and was startled and trembled.
"I...I...I really don't know! Ah Qing always doesn't talk to me and refuses to pay attention to me. She doesn't tell me, how do I know! She is sick...I'm also very worried."
"Worried?!" Aunt Wang poked his chest and scolded loudly: "You won't go home for a few days, so she will fall ill at home! If Xiao Xue hadn't gone to see her, she... she might have disappeared!
She has become so thin that she must be sick! You don’t even care about the person next to you! What qualifications do you have to say you are worried?! You believe it!"
Liu's mother was going to scold her son, but when she saw Aunt Wang cursing at Liu Xing, her mentality of protecting her calf had the upper hand. She leaned forward and blocked her son, and smiled and said, "My mother-in-law, don't be angry first."
, Don’t be angry. You should sit down first and say something. If the child is wrong, I will teach you well. This is the hospital, it is not easy to yell loudly, and it is not easy to let others laugh at it."
"Just?!" Aunt Wang was so angry that she shouted: "Your son treats my daughter like this. Do you want anything good to face?! Your family is a joke! My daughter-in-law is seriously ill and has no one to pay attention to her for several days!
You are so cruel and vicious, what else do you want to be faced! If my Qing'er has any faults, I will sacrifice my life - fight with you to the end!"
Aunt Wang is young and widowed. She can raise two children alone, so she naturally has her strong side.
The woman is a mother. When she heard that her daughter was rescued by unknown life and death, she was angry and heartbroken. She was angry that Liu Xing's family was too cruel, and even more angry that Liu Xing never showed up and did not take her daughter seriously. She felt sorry for her daughter's choice wrong
I married the wrong husband...
"I tell you! You'd better keep my Qing'er alright - otherwise we'll be over! Aren't you opening a photo shop? I'll go to your store every day to cry! You can't live in Rongcheng! I'll still come.
Your unit scolds you! Expose your ugly face! Let everyone see your true face!"
Liu Xing was not a brave man, but when his mother-in-law scolded him like this, she was so scared that she was sweating coldly.
"My...Mom...Don't be angry, say something well...Don't do this..."
Seeing that the old man was so angry that he was afraid that something might happen in a while, Xue Ling stepped forward and grabbed Aunt Wang's arm.
"Auntie, you can't be impulsive. Wang Qing is still sick now, she still needs you! She has always been the one who grew up in love with you. With you, she will have a family and support. If you are so angry, then
What should she do? You are the mother she needs most now."
When Aunt Wang heard the sound of "Mom", her eyes turned red in an instant and she fell on Xue Ling.
"My Qing'er! My poor baby~ Woo woo!"
Old Liu, who was standing beside him, was afraid that the old man would crush Xue Ling, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
"Be careful, Xiao Xue is still pregnant. She was right just now. Wang Qing needs you, the mother the most now. You must hold on, don't be excited, sit down and take a break."
After Aunt Wang had a pause, she fell on the bench like a nauseous balloon, crying silently.
Liu Xing swallowed his saliva secretly, and saw that no one was willing to pay attention to him, so he had to walk towards his mother.
Liu's mother glared at him and whispered: "Look at the good things you did! The doctor said that Ah Qing's current situation is very critical. If she can recover, her condition will be controlled... and she will have to take care of her health.
If... can't hold on... let's be mentally prepared."
Liu Xing was stunned when he heard this, sat awkwardly aside, not daring to move.
how so?
When did she get sick?...he doesn't know!
Since he was suspended from paying for his job, he slept until after eight o'clock every day, and after getting up, she had already gone to work.
He washed lazily, then walked to the kitchen to find something to eat.
After she cooked breakfast, she would put it on the stove and leave it for him to eat.
After he finished eating, he put down the bowls and chopsticks, then shook him out and rode his bicycle to the photo studio.
He is busy when there is business in the photo studio. If there is no business, he will chat with Xiaoli and play poker. Xiaoli is young and energetic, likes to act coquettishly and naughty, and always seems to be so energetic.
He would take her to restaurants at noon, and he would take her to eat whatever she likes.
Then the two of them looked for a place to play, and they didn't go back slowly until the time to open the store was over.
Gradually, he didn't even want to go home to eat supper. The things at home were not as delicious as those cooked by the outsider's master, not to mention that Wang Qing's cooking skills were not very good, and he was not very satisfied with it from the beginning.
So for a while, he didn't even go home for dinner, so he continued to go to the restaurant with Xiaoli, and wandered around the city to find something delicious.
Occasionally, the weather is good, so he even took Xiaoli to the next town to find something delicious.
In Xiaoli, he felt that feeling of love that he had never had before!
He found out that he was wrong. In the past, he had just liked Wang Qing and admired him like that among his colleagues. It was just that Wang Qing was gentle and virtuous, and was very suitable for being a wife, so he understood the heart.
But since he got married, he found that life was too much like a stagnant pool of water and had no passion at all.
In Xiaoli, he felt an unprecedented feeling, which made him happy and excited.
Every time he separated from her at night, he was always reluctant to let go, hoping to open a shop at night and never go home at night.
Slowly, Wang Qing seemed to have discovered something and became more and more cold to him.
He looked at the deserted house and faced his frosty wife, he missed Xiaoli's goodness more and more.
Wang Qing is only in her twenties, but she always feels very old and incomparable to Xiaoli's vigorous vitality.
The only thing he likes at home is that he can always keep it as clean as new and clean everywhere.
Xiaoli is different. She doesn't like to do housework, and even the cleaning in the store is like a spoiled person and let him, the boss, do something.
But he just liked her very much.
For more than half a month, he waited until eight or nine o'clock in the evening to close the door, and then he slowly returned home after sending Xiaoli home.
He told Xiaoli that he realized that he was not in love after getting married, and he really regretted it.
Xiaoli asked him to divorce Wang Qing as soon as possible so that the two can be together justified.
Although he only knew her for three or four months, he had already confirmed that she was more suitable to be with him.
That night, he and Xiaoli were close to each other until almost ten o'clock, and then rode their bike home.
Wang Qing had already had the New Year holiday yesterday and his family received a lot of New Year’s goods, and half of them were his.
She was not sleeping and was waiting for him under the light.
He opened the door and saw that her face was white and yellow, and she was sickly thin and looked like an old woman in her thirties or forties. She couldn't help feeling upset.
She said she had something to say to him.
He remembered that Xiaoli had been urging him to divorce Wang Qing these days, and blurted out: "I have something to say to you, too."
Wang Qing put the book down and stared at him coldly.
At that time, he felt relieved and did not dare to speak again, so he stood quietly behind the door.
Wang Qing seemed to sigh and whispered: "You are still in love with that woman, right?"
Although it was a question, her tone was very confident.
He was startled, and unexpectedly she knew it, but she didn't have the courage to speak again.
Wang Qing sneered coldly and murmured: "We have only been married for a little over a year, and you don't even want to go back home. I made lunch at noon and rode a bike to deliver it to you. I saw you hugging that woman,