Quick Transmigration: 108 Ways for Side Characters to Die

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287. Chapter 287 Mommy’s Girl 1

Chapter 287 Mommy’s Girl 1

The original owner was a mama's boy.

Her father died in a car accident when she was young. Her mother did not remarry and raised her alone. She was especially grateful to her mother for not abandoning her and for raising her single-handedly.

When she graduated from university and it was time for her to start dating, she agreed to marry into the family at the urging of her mother.

And Ni Zhijie, an orphan, was chosen.

Both being teachers, they shared common interests, and logically, their relationship should have been a happy one.

However, the original owner was too much of a mama's boy.

Everything Mom says is right; I'll do whatever Mom tells me to do.

The mother said that the young couple didn't know how to manage their finances, so the original owner handed over all of their salary cards to his mother. The mother said that smoking and drinking were bad for a man's health, so when Ni Zhijie had a craving for cigarettes, he could only mooch off his colleagues.

Mom said that if they went to bed early at night, the couple didn't dare to make any noise during their sex life, and later they simply stopped doing it altogether, sometimes not even twice a month...

My mother also said that men should learn to cook too, so they can't always be waited on by their wives.

Men also need to do housework, so Ni Zhijie took care of all the housework at home!

Mom said, Mom said...

His mother's words were like imperial edicts; Ni Zhijie had to listen to and do whatever his mother-in-law said.

At first, the original owner would speak up for her husband, but later she changed. Whenever her husband and his mother had a conflict, she would become very impatient and scold her husband to listen to his mother.

After five years, Ni Zhijie had had enough of this life and finally filed for divorce after another argument.

The two had a big fight, and in the end, the mother said that the man was too ungrateful and that he should just get a divorce if he wanted to.

The original owner did indeed divorce, and made the other person leave with nothing.

After his divorce, Ni Zhijie resigned from the school and has not been seen since.

The original owner's life was naturally not easy afterward. She went on one relationship after another, getting married and divorced repeatedly. She died before she was fifty, and she didn't even live as long as her mother.

"Xiao Ni, look at how you cut these potato shreds! They're thicker than my fingers. You still need to practice your skills, otherwise when will my daughter ever be able to eat a meal cooked by you that she likes?"

Ni Shijie looked a little unwell. He was already very tired after spending the day at school, and when he got back he still had to prepare four dishes and a soup for his mother-in-law and wife. In fact, he used to know how to cook some simple meals. They weren't bad, but they were definitely not as good as those of a professional chef. After all, he had just made them haphazardly and had never been systematically trained. They were just enough to fill their stomachs.

Take potato shreds for example. You just need to cut them evenly, right? But his mother-in-law asked him to cut them into thin shreds, with each shred clearly separated. He really can't do that.

He couldn't help but glance at his wife, but he looked away after just one look. What was the point of looking? His wife would only make him listen to her mother anyway.

Ning Yan, who was standing at the kitchen door, went in and pulled her husband aside. "Mom is right. Potato shreds have to be cut very finely to look good and taste good when stir-fried."

"Mom, you'd better show us what you've got, so Zhijie can learn from you!"

Jiang Baoli: She came to get her son-in-law to do the work, not to show off her skills!

But since her daughter had said so, she had no choice but to agree.

I had no choice but to pick up another potato, peel it quickly, and cut it open.

Not to mention how slender she is, she looks like she's destined to be a hard worker. Ning Yan decided that from now on, all the potatoes would be chopped by her mother!

Ni Zhijie stood dumbfounded to one side. The Ning family's house was only about 80 square meters, and the kitchen was not big to begin with. With three people squeezed in, the couple's bodies were pressed tightly together. How long had it been since his wife had been this close to him?

No, that's not the point. He felt that his wife had spoken up for him just now.

Ni Zhijie suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

"Oh, Mom, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs tomorrow. You know Zhijie is really clumsy, he's just not cut out for cooking. Could you make me a meal?"

Jiang Baoli pouted. She had finally retired and wanted to relax as much as possible: "I'll practice cooking more!"

"Mom, do you not want to cook? Then forget it, let's eat out. Can you give me some money?"

"Why go outside? Food outside is so expensive; one meal there could cost as much as a week's worth of groceries for the family."

"I'll make it for you, okay?"

Ning Yan immediately chuckled, "Thank you, Mom. I knew you cared about us the most." Then she ordered two more dishes without hesitation, including sweet and sour pork ribs, which were all Ni Zhijie's favorites.

Jiang Baoli: ...I'm so angry!

However, she was afraid that if she didn't agree, the brat would really go out to eat, and the money she spent would be enough to cover the family's groceries for a month.

She had no choice but to agree to everything, lest the child cause trouble!

Ning Yan nudged her husband's arm with her own and secretly gave him a flirty wink!

Ni Zhijie: ...I was feeling so choked up inside, but suddenly, a crack appeared in my heart!

"By the way, Mom, there's something I want to discuss with you."

"you say."

“There is a teacher at our school whose family owns a construction company.”

You know Rongxin Garden, right? That's where his family built it!

I chatted with him for a bit yesterday. His company has opened a new housing development. We're on good terms, so if I wanted to buy a house there, he could give me a 10% discount.

A 10% discount! You can save 30,000 yuan on a 300,000 yuan house!

I never expected him to be so generous; the money we saved is enough to renovate the house!

In the 1990s, many work units built housing for collective investment. The house that Ning's family lives in now is a housing unit built by Ning's father's work unit. They paid money at the time, and after Ning's father's accident, their family paid some more money to take over the house.

It's 2003 now, and very few work units are building housing through collective financing anymore. Housing prices have been rising again and again!

Originally, you could buy an apartment for just tens of thousands of yuan, but now it would take more than that.

Everyone knows that the sooner you buy a house, the better; if you delay for a year, the price will be much higher.

Jiang Meili glanced at her daughter and scoffed inwardly, "Buy a house? With the little money you earn, can you even afford it?"

Don't even think about taking my money; it's my funeral savings, and I'm not giving it to me!

Ning Yan: "Look at what you're saying. I bought this house so you could live here. You've lived in this small house since I can remember. Don't you want to move to a more spacious place?"

Jiang Meili is a bit vain, and she was indeed tempted when she heard the price. "How much is that house per square meter?"

"They said the starting price is over 2,100 yuan, and they have houses of all sizes, from 70 or 80 square meters to 130 or 140 square meters, and even super large ones, called 'large flats.' But we don't have much money, so let's forget about it."

It's a real shame; once you miss this opportunity, it's gone forever!

Jiang Meili gritted her teeth: "Buying a house is fine, but it can only be registered in my name."

Ning Yan replied without blinking, "Write your name? Okay, then you can buy it yourself. It has nothing to do with me, I have no objection."

Jiang Meili was furious: "Where would I get so much money to buy a house?"

"How much money do you have?"

"About 180,000 or 190,000."