The sun is blazing in July in the provincial capital, and the temperature has reached thirty-five degrees.
The hot sun makes people feel listless, and they look forward to the evening coming soon so that they can cool down for a while. Or maybe it rains, which soaks the sultry air and smells the fresh fragrance of the earth after the rain.
Wang Hong and Fang Jianjun came out of the hospital. Wang Hong's face was not very good, and she was walking in front with her head sullen. Fang Jianjun followed cautiously behind. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he still didn't dare to say anything.
Wang Hong had been feeling pain in her lower stomach recently, and her menstrual periods were abnormal. Fang Jianjun felt sorry for her, so he rushed to the hospital for a check-up.
Wang Hong was in good health and thought there was nothing wrong. She would be fine in two months, so she didn't plan to come. But Fang Jianjun couldn't stand it anymore, so they both came after get off work at noon today.
There's nothing serious about it, it's just that the cold is too strong, causing pain in the lower abdomen. Just take two boxes of Wuji Baifeng Pills.
But when you get to the hospital, the doctor doesn't care about you. He first conducts a comprehensive examination, including urine and blood tests, CT, internal medicine, gynecology and gastroenterology. After the examination, the medicine does not cost a lot of money, and the examination fee is more than 500. Wang Hong is depressed, and Fang Jianjun is scolded.
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Fang Jianjun had a good temper and greeted everyone with a smile without saying a word.
Although the two are not officially married, they are in love with each other, accept each other, and have already lived together. They are now living together, but they are different from the original Yan Zi and Lao Feng. At least they understand each other and have a certain emotional foundation.
Wang Hong's son supports his mother in finding her own happiness. After all, she is older and more sensible. Fang Jianjun's daughter still doesn't accept that her father has found another woman. She hopes that her father can remarry her mother or not, because she doesn't want to have a stepmother.
This is also the reason why I am so young. When I am older, I will understand it after I have experienced some things.
A half-way couple comes to keep company all the time. No matter how good the children are, they are not as good as a half-life couple. This is human nature.
Wang Hong never expected that one day she would become a noodle maker and reach the position of boss. In this regard, she thanked Lao Tan from the bottom of her heart. Without Lao Tan, she would not be where she is today.
Yes, when she was in Binhai, she had wanted to have something happen with Lao Tan because she liked this man. Although this man had a family and business, she didn't care and was willing to be his underground lover.
There is no reason to like someone, just because you like them.
Of course, nothing happened because Lao Tan had a family, a wife, and children.
Just because nothing happened, she felt that Lao Tan was reliable and a man, so she made up her mind to follow him.
Emotionally, with the passage of time, love gradually turned into care and concern between siblings, and gradually shifted to family affection.
Fang Jianjun, this kind and dull man may not be her favorite, but he is definitely a good family man and the best choice to be her husband.
For Wang Hong, coming together with Fang Jianjun was not about accepting reality and fate, but after positioning herself well, she carefully examined her current situation and conditions, as well as Fang Jianjun's character and feelings for herself, and made a prudent decision.
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Her intuition told her that this man could treat her well all her life, and she would not be wronged if she lived with him. He would never be as carefree as her ex-husband, nor would he be as unattainable as Lao Tan.
I have spent my whole life with this man.
Although I am angry now, it is not because of Fang Jianjun, but because of the five hundred yuan inspection fee that was wasted.
"It feels better this time. Five hundred yuan was spent for nothing." Wang Hong turned around and said angrily to Fang Jianjun.
Fang Jianjun smiled and said, "It's not in vain. I'll check it out and feel relieved."
"You——" Wang Hong was so angry that she didn't know what to say, so she said instead: "What can you do with five hundred yuan? You can eat several hot pot meals."
"Have hot pot tonight." Fang Jianjun said quickly.
"Eat, eat, you can eat it yourself. I still have the heart to eat hot pot. I have such a big heart."
"hehe------"
Fang Jianjun smiled innocently, took two steps forward, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Wang Hong.
"My son will come to see me in two days on August 1st. Please be more energetic then." Wang Hong suddenly said to Fang Jianjun.
"What? Your son is coming?" Fang Jianjun was a little nervous when he heard the news.
"Why, you can't come?" Wang Hong was a little angry.
Fang Jianjun said hurriedly: "Why can't you come -----"
"Then that expression of yours."
"I'm a little nervous." Fang Jianjun said what was in his heart.
"Why are you nervous? Look, I'm not looking at you." After Wang Hong finished speaking, she laughed. She teased Fang Jianjun and said, "You have to be nervous. If my son doesn't like you, I promise not to ask me to live with you. I have to
Listen to my son."
Fang Jianjun was not afraid of what Wang Hong said and knew she was joking. But he was still a little nervous at the thought of meeting Wang Hong's son, a man who was nominally his stepson.
I didn't expect that I was a stepfather, but in fact, he was. Who said he was living with his own mother?
"Here he comes, treat him to a meal." Fang Jianjun held it in for a long time before saying something nutritious.
Wang Hong rolled her eyes at him angrily and said, "It goes without saying. When he comes, he will ensure that he comes to see where we live and tidy up the house in the next two days."
"Hmm------I'm thinking about buying a house in the provincial capital." Fang Jianjun said.
"Why buy a house? I have money and nowhere to spend it? My ready-made house is not enough for the two of us?" Wang Hong said a few words like a cannon, and then said: "Houses in the provincial capital are so expensive, it's useless to talk about it.
It’s good to rent a house, but when you can’t work anymore, wouldn’t it be good to go back to your hometown and have a ready-made house?”
After Wang Hong finished speaking, she glanced at Fang Jianjun, then thought of something again, and asked with wide eyes: "Do you want me to come to your house? Tell you, no way!"
"It doesn't mean that. I just want to buy a house. The idea - don't you have a son? Then the house will not be given to his son?" Fang Jianjun thought very carefully. He thought that Wang Hong's son would have to buy it once he got married and started a family.
House, Wang Hong happens to have a building.
Wang Hong smiled and said, "I don't have to worry about him getting married and starting a business. He has his uncle and his father. When the time comes, I'll just give him some money. That's more or less what I mean by being a mother."
"I can't give you any less."
"It's not you, I don't have any money, so you can give it to me. Who told you to have sex with your mother?" Wang Hong smiled happily after saying this.
When the two of them returned to the hotel, it was time to go to work in the evening, and the employees were all here.
Yaru first asked about Wang Hong's examination at the hospital. When she mentioned the examination, Wang Hong was still angry and scolded the hospital.
"It's fine, just check it out." Yaru said.
"I won't go anyway, I know what, it's okay at all, but I have to ask you to go, this time it's good, I feel comfortable spending five hundred yuan." Wang Hong said.
Yaru smiled without saying anything and started working.
Li Shuang stood outside the stall and asked Wang Hong about going to the hospital. Wang Hong told her that it was nothing, just take two boxes of Wuji Baifeng Pills and she would be fine.
Li Shuang joked: "Hehe, I thought you were having fun, Sister Wang."
"Go, how old are you to still be happy?" Wang Hong blushed.
"That's not true. There are many people who have babies at fifty, no matter how old you are."
"I've already worn a ring."
When it came to wearing the ring, Li Shuang leaned his head forward and asked in a low voice: "Sister Wang, does it hurt to wear the ring?"
"Why, you haven't brought it with you yet?"
"Keep your voice down------"
The two women began to discuss private matters.
Yaru has been here for three months and has already adapted to life here.
She has never left the restaurant in these years. Before the divorce, she had been taking care of her husband's small restaurant and hotel. She was no stranger to kitchen work. Sometimes when the chef was away, she could still cook a few dishes. Of course, no chef would do that.
Craftsmanship, just home cooking, home taste.
She hasn't worked in these years, so she didn't get used to it in the first few days. She thought about her children all the time, which made her a little uncomfortable. Her son has been her support these years and he has never been away for a long time. This is true for all mothers, and the children are her heart and soul.
, it is inevitable that I will miss you and sometimes shed tears.
After thinking about it, I made a phone call and chatted with my son. I told my son to study hard, listen to his grandparents, eat and sleep on time, and don’t go out to cause trouble. Of course, I also asked the stepmother if she was good to my son. The son said that he didn’t follow the stepmother.
However, being with her grandparents made her feel more at ease.
After the divorce, she stayed at her parents' house for a month. She was in a bad mood and had nowhere to go, so she had no choice but to return to her parents' house.
It's not easy to stay at your mother's house, there are always people visiting. Knowing that she is divorced, it is inevitable to say a few seemingly comforting words, and she still greets her with a smile, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.
In addition, the parents also felt uncomfortable. The father didn't say anything, drank and smoked cigarettes, looked gloomy, and sighed. The mother shed tears at every turn, and would scold her a few times to express her grievances for her daughter.
Although divorce is now a normal phenomenon and nothing to be ashamed of, it is still considered very important in rural areas.
In rural terms - no decent family would ever get divorced.
Yaru was well aware of the pressure that staying at her parents' home brought to her parents, so she came up with the idea of going out to work.
Fifteen years of marriage was almost a dream to her. It was not until the day of divorce that she felt like a woman with a husband.
For fifteen or thirteen years, I lived with my children. From the day I found out that the man was out to make money and find women, I sentenced him to death and also sentenced me to death.
She originally planned to spend the rest of her life guarding her son, but things didn't go as planned. The man she called her husband was getting married, which forced her to re-examine her marriage and her fifteen-year life.
The marriage exists in name only, and life seems to be lived numbly just for the sake of her son and not worrying her family.
It's time to end.
When I signed the divorce papers, I felt calm and calm, as if I was mechanically fulfilling an obligation, or getting my death sentence commuted and acquitted.
I was released, and there was no joy. I just felt a little relaxed and guilty for my son.
A son is his own son no matter what, and his own blood flows through him, which cannot be changed.
It's just that we can't live together anymore, but no one can stop us, and we can't stop them.