Transmigrated into a Book: The Doomed First Wife Takes Her Child and Joins the Army

An Huan suddenly transmigrated into the 1960s and became the doomed first wife of the male lead in a period novel.

The original wife was a rich and spoiled young lady who looked down on her u...

Chapter 437 How could Li's parents have such vision? (1/2)

"That damn girl said she was coming back, why is she still nowhere to be seen?" The mother was a little worried, "Is she not coming back?"

The father was sitting at the table smoking a cigarette. Hearing this, he said, "If you don't come back, we will continue to look for newspapers. How dare you deny your biological parents, you unfilial thing?"

The mother smiled and said, "That's right. People who are not filial will be hated by everyone no matter where they go."

My father-in-law warned me: "If she comes back, don't treat her like you did when she was a child. After all, she has grown up and has a promising future. She needs to be coaxed."

The mother-in-law's face instantly fell, and she said unhappily: "As a mother, I still have to coax her? I might as well just be filial to her!"

"Tsk!" The father glared at the mother impatiently, "Do whatever I tell you to do, or else go back to your mother's house!"

The mother was silent, and after a while she began to complain: "Of all the children, why did the most unfilial youngest child have to succeed? If it were any other child, I wouldn't have to live this life. My life is so miserable..."

The mother-in-law looked around the house and said, "I heard that girl has bought a house in the capital, but we two old people are still living in this shabby house that has been there for decades. You are reluctant to smoke even a pack of cigarettes, and you are reluctant to buy even a bottle of wine."

The father's face became worse and worse. He took a deep puff of cigarette and said with a dark face: "Since she earns so much money, she should be filial to us... However, it's okay if we asked her to hand over all the money she earned before, but she only needs to hand over half."

The mother-in-law gritted her teeth and nodded, "Yes, at least half! The old lady Huang next door is not related to us, but she buys TVs and refrigerators for people and arranges a job for her youngest son. We are her biological parents!"

The more the two talked, the more they hated Jingjing.

In fact, in the first two years, Jingjing did not completely cut off contact with her family. She said harshly, but after all, this was the home where she grew up, and her parents were her relatives. The more neglected a child is, the more they crave their parents' approval.

So when Jingjing first became famous, she suddenly had a fantasy: would her parents look at her differently because she had become successful? Would they lean towards her a little more?

At that time, Jingjing gave some money to her family, but her parents never said a word to her about it. They used her money to subsidize her older brothers and sisters, but they still felt it was not enough and wanted more money. They threatened that if she didn't hand over all the money she earned, they would not acknowledge her as their daughter.

Only then did Jingjing give up and stop contacting her family.

As long as she doesn't contact her family, they won't be able to find her.

But someone gave her parents a tip and they even made it to the newspapers.

When Jingjing returned home with the diary, the first person to see her was her neighbor Aunt Huang.

"Jingjing, is that Jingjing?"

Jingjing had fashionable short hair, wore a leather coat and sunglasses, and looked very similar to the Jingjing on the billboards on the roadside. When she suddenly appeared in their narrow alley, Aunt Huang was a little afraid to recognize her.

Jingjing took off her sunglasses and called out with a smile, "Auntie Huang."

"Oh, it's really you!" Aunt Huang came up quickly and asked excitedly, "Why are you back? You... Hey, come in quickly, Auntie will make you something to eat!"

Jingjing smiled faintly, "No, Auntie, I just came back to see my parents and will leave soon."

Aunt Huang then realized that the child's biological parents also lived here, so it was not her turn to entertain them. She showed a regretful expression. If such a little child was hers, she would definitely hold him in the palm of her hand and cherish him!

When the father and mother heard the noise, they came out too.