On the day of her blind date, Pei Qinghuan flash married and registered her marriage with a man she had only met once. She originally thought they could just make do until they divorced, but unexpe...
Lu Zhicheng thought about it and waved his hand in disgust: "Forget it, I just swore at the police station that I would never see you again. It's okay, Mom, I have a new goal now."
He showed Lu Ma the photo of Xu Qixia, and Lu Ma was a little dissatisfied.
"Zhicheng, Mom knows that men like young and beautiful women, but being young also has its disadvantages. Take Li Jing'er back then. She didn't know how to be frugal and manage the household at all. I had to teach her step by step. Mom is old now and can't afford to spend that kind of time."
Lu Zhicheng looked proud: "Mom, don't worry, she can cook. She often shows off her delicious meals on WeChat Moments. Her cooking skills are really good."
If Xu Qixia was here, she would definitely roll her eyes. This is clearly her own hobby. Who would become a housewife and cook for men?
But Lu Zhicheng didn't know. He thought Xu Qixia posted it on WeChat Moments deliberately for him to see.
When Lu Ma saw Xu Qixia's circle of friends, she was immediately very satisfied: "Our Zhicheng has good taste. Although this girl is young, she is quite good at managing her life."
"Zhicheng, when you get her, Mom will teach you how to waive the betrothal gift."
Lu Zhicheng snorted lightly: “But it’s not so fast to get it now, let alone the betrothal money.”
In his words, he and Xu Qixia are still in an ambiguous period.
Fortunately, Xu Qixia was not here, otherwise she would have vomited. It turned out that the boss on the other end of the phone was such a common man!
As Lu Zhicheng spoke, a smile appeared on his lips. Lu's mother immediately showed a look of understanding. She looked at Xu Qixia's photo again. She was very satisfied with it from left to right. In her mind, she immediately changed the image of her future daughter-in-law into hers.
Looking at Li Jing'er who was busy coaxing the child in the room, he immediately felt dissatisfied.
Mother Lu came into the room and yelled, "What are you doing? You can't even take care of our precious grandson. Is this how a mother should be?"
Li Jing'er suddenly looked aggrieved: "Mom, this is my first time, why don't you come to help me? Look at this child, why is he always crying?"
Li Jing'er held the baby in one hand and the bottle in the other, but the child just couldn't drink the milk.
The more Mother Lu watched, the more upset she became. She grabbed the child and said, "Get out of the way! It's time to change the diaper. How can you, as a mother, not understand anything?"
The more she looked at her precious grandson, the more distressed she felt, and the more impatient she became with Li Jing'er's attitude.
Li Jing'er felt even more aggrieved: "Mom, how would I know? I just came out of confinement and haven't held a baby many times."
Before, it was Lu Zhicheng who helped take care of the child. Later, Lu's mother loved her grandson so much that she would not let her touch him at all.
As a mother, she finally managed to hold the child for a while today, but the child kept crying.
Lu Ma waved her hand impatiently: "Go get a basin of hot water. You're just making things worse."
Li Jing'er had no choice but to go pour hot water first.
Before she could see what Lu Ma was doing with the hot water, Li Jing'er looked at the time and found that it was almost time for work.
She wiped her hands and said a little awkwardly: "Mom, I'm going to work first. You take care of the child first."
Mother Lu waved her hands impatiently: "Go away, go away. You can't help much with me here. It seems that it's better for me to take care of this grandson in the future."
Li Jing'er felt a sense of unease, but there was no time to think, so she had to go out first.
Once they arrived at the KTV, Li Jing'er started working without stopping for a moment. When she had some free time to check the time on her mobile phone, she found that it was already half an hour past the closing time.
Li Jing'er wiped the sweat off her forehead, feeling annoyed that the manager didn't remind her. She looked up but couldn't see the manager anywhere.
She curiously asked the employee next to her, and the employee replied: "The manager resigned the day before yesterday. Something happened at home, and the salary at this job was not enough, so he went to look for a new job."
Li Jing'er suddenly realized: "Then the manager position is vacant?"
The employee glanced at her thoughtfully, "Why, do you want to take over?"
Li Jing'er waved her hands quickly: "I don't have such thoughts, don't talk nonsense."
The employee scoffed, "Forget it, you'd better not even think about it. A new manager will be taking over in a few days. The higher-ups have already arranged it. He's a relative of the store manager."
Li Jing'er was a little annoyed. She had clearly said that she no longer had such an idea, so why was this person still so aggressive? But just as she was about to open her mouth to refute him, he packed up and went home, so she had no choice but to shut up.
Li Jing'er was furious at the thought that the store manager's relative would be more troublesome to deal with than the gentle manager before. In addition, she had to work overtime for more than half an hour for no reason, which made her even more annoyed when she got home.
As a result, when she entered the house, the lights were already turned off. She had no choice but to go into the bedroom and found that the crib that had been placed there had disappeared.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly woke Lu Zhicheng in the bed: "Zhicheng, where is our child? How come the crib is gone? Why don't you keep a closer eye on our child?"
Lu Zhicheng rubbed his eyes drowsily, looking impatient: "What are you doing? I was sleeping soundly. The child was taken to her room by her mother to be taken care of."
Seeing Li Jing'er's aggrieved and shocked look, he wanted to say something.
Lu Zhicheng directly shut her up: "You don't know how to take care of the child. Isn't it better to let Mom take care of it? Besides, don't you have a job? Taking care of the child distracts you. Isn't it good for Mom to do this?"