Chapter 268 Tearing Off the Face

Jiang Zhizhi watched Fang Hua winding the yarn, thought for a moment, and then said, "Mom, I talked to my teacher today, and he asked me to take you to see a doctor and get some traditional Chinese medicine for you to drink first. It's nothing serious and will help you get better."

"And the teacher said that you must not get angry about this problem, and your emotions should not fluctuate too much."

Fang Hua smiled and said, "Look how nervous you are, your face is all pale. I'm not that fragile."

Jiang Zhizhi forced a smile and said, "Mom, I asked my teacher, and he said it's not a serious problem. But I'm still a complete novice when it comes to medicine, and I got scared when I heard it was related to the heart. By the way, if Dad comes back soon, you have to control your emotions and not get angry with him."

Fang Hua's smile faded, and she pressed her lips down slightly: "I won't be angry with him anymore. I was just thinking at home that with my health like this, I should divorce him even more. Maybe after the divorce, I'll feel better and live a few more years."

Jiang Zhizhi nodded in agreement: "Mom, I think you're right. Being in a good mood is indeed good for your health."

Fang Hua seemed lost in thought for a moment, even slowing down her movements as she wound the yarn. After a while, she sighed and said, "Don't tell your dad about my illness."

Jiang Zhizhi was a little confused: "Why? I think Dad should know so he won't make you angry in the future."

Fang Hua shook her head: "If he knew, he would never have divorced me. Instead, he would have used the excuse of taking care of me. If he were to take care of me, I would die even faster."

Jiang Zhizhi bit her lower lip and hesitated for a moment: "Mom, then tell me... do you think Dad would change his mind if he knew you were sick?"

Fang Hua didn't believe it at all: "Do you believe a dog can change its nature? He might care about me and take care of me for a couple of days at first, but he definitely won't in the long run. I know him very well."

Jiang Zhizhi didn't say anything more. After all, it was a matter between the couple, and Fang Hua knew better than anyone what kind of life she was living.

After finishing the yarn ball, Jiang Zhizhi quickly cooked some stir-fried noodles. She sautéed scallions, added some soy sauce, then water, brought the noodles to a boil, added some cabbage leaves, and finally drizzled some sesame oil before serving.

Jiang Zhizhi learned it from Fang Hua. Although it's simple, she feels it tastes pretty good and is easy to make.

When the food was ready, Fang Hua didn't call Zhou Xiaochuan; Zhou Xiaochuan came down by himself, drawn by the aroma.

I don't know when I got a haircut, but I washed my face afterward, so I felt quite refreshed.

She conscientiously took a bowl and served herself the noodles.

As they sat down to eat, Zhou Xiaochuan cautiously looked at Fang Hua and said, "Mom, I want to go to Xinjiang Province before the New Year."

Fang Hua put down her chopsticks and frowned at him: "The New Year is less than ten days away. What are you going to do at this time? If there is a delay on the train, you will spend the New Year on the train."

Zhou Xiaochuan's eyes were firm: "I've made up my mind. There's nothing I can do at home. I've already called my dad, and he agrees to let me go."

Fang Hua stared at Zhou Xiaochuan for a full minute before slowly uttering two words: "Whatever you say."

She thought that Zhou Xiaochuan had become a little more sensible over the past few days, but he was still just as selfish.

Knowing full well that she would worry, he deliberately chose to leave home just before the Lunar New Year, as if he were deliberately trying to make sure she couldn't have a good New Year.

Jiang Zhizhi also felt that Zhou Xiaochuan was being a bit too unreasonable and should have brought up the matter after the New Year.

If he truly has a remorseful heart, he should work hard to help Fang Hua with chores recently. The house needs a thorough cleaning for the New Year, and he can definitely help with that.

Creating such a persona makes people think that Fang Hua couldn't tolerate him.

Just before the New Year, they kicked Zhou Xiaochuan out.

Seeing Fang Hua's cold face, Zhou Xiaochuan spoke even more cautiously: "Mom, I know you'll be angry if I do this..."

Jiang Zhizhi finally lost her temper. She slammed the bowl on the table and glared at Zhou Xiaochuan: "Zhou Xiaochuan, are you really that clueless or just pretending? The New Year is a time for family reunion, but you insist on leaving. Are you deliberately trying to upset your mother?"

Zhou Xiaochuan glared back at Jiang Zhizhi: "Don't talk nonsense! Wouldn't you be happier if I left?"

Jiang Zhizhi was now certain that this fool had no remorse whatsoever; he was just pretending to be well-behaved these past few days because he had nowhere to go after leaving the house.

They're making a fuss about going to the new province now just to upset Fang Hua and make them feel bad.

He was betting that Fang Hua was soft-hearted!

Du Fanghua softened his attitude, coaxed him to stay, and then treated him with the same warmth and concern as before.

Jiang Zhizhi grew angrier the more she thought about it, and snatched the rice bowl from Zhou Xiaochuan's face: "Don't eat the food I made!"

I originally wanted to curse him out, saying that a fool like him deserves to eat shit, but I was afraid that Fang Hua would be upset if he heard it.

Just as Zhou Xiaochuan was about to lose his temper, he met Fang Hua's cold gaze and instantly fell silent, lowering his head as if he had suffered a great injustice.

As Jiang Zhizhi watched, she suddenly understood why Zhou Xiaochuan and Sun Xiaoyue were able to get along so well. It was because they were the same kind of people. When something happened, they acted as if the whole world had wronged them, and they never looked for the reasons within themselves.

Finally, they need to create the image of a weakling to elicit sympathy and pity.

Fang Hua calmed down, suppressing her anger, and looked at Zhou Xiaochuan in a cold tone: "These past few days, I've been at home, but you didn't discuss your trip to Xinjiang with me. You just called your dad directly, which means my opinion and feelings don't matter."

Zhou Xiaochuan quickly shook his head: "No, that's not it... Mom, I just want Dad to give me a letter of introduction..."

Fang Hua shook his head: "You don't need to say anything. I just said it, it's up to you. Time is short, and I can't prepare anything for you. Take care of yourself after you get there. One last thing: you chose this path yourself. If you can't make it in the future, don't blame anyone."

Zhou Xiaochuan was taken aback: "Mom... it was Dad who asked me to go to Xinjiang Province. I figured I'd have to go sooner or later, so I might as well go sooner."

Fang Hua sneered: "See, you haven't even left yet, and you're already pushing the responsibility away. Fine, think what you want."

During this time, Zhou Xiaochuan had been causing a lot of trouble, and she was becoming increasingly disappointed in the child, truly not wanting to see him even once.

As they were talking, Zhou Chengzhi hurriedly entered the room carrying his bag. Seeing Fang Hua there, he inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

As if nothing had happened, she put down her bag, took off her coat, and went over: "Is there any food left? I encountered an avalanche on the way back and almost didn't make it back."

Fang Hua glanced at him and said, "No, if you want to eat, cook it yourself. After you eat, we can talk about the divorce."

Zhou Chengzhi was taken aback, then frowned, his eyes full of displeasure: "Look at you, how old are you? Still making a fuss? So many days have passed, why are you still holding a grudge? How can you be so petty?"

Zhou Xiaochuan was also stunned for a moment: "Mom and Dad, you want to get a divorce? No, you can't get a divorce!"