Although Sheng Shiwu didn't know the details of the grudges between Dong Yuanyuan and her husband, he knew the general situation.
When he finished speaking, Song Zijie's car also entered the gate of the compound, and Sheng Shiwu said worriedly.
"Well, I don't know why Dong Yuanyuan hasn't divorced yet after making such a fuss for half a month."
"Xiao Wu, why are you worried about her?" Song Zijie asked in confusion.
"I'm not worried about her. I'm afraid that she was reluctant to divorce before, but she wanted to divorce immediately after seeing Brother Su."
"That has nothing to do with our Su brother, right?"
"Why don't you care? What if she pesters Brother Su? What will happen to Jiaojiao?"
"Dare to pester me? Who gave her the courage?" A cold and angry voice sounded in the car.
The extremely cold air was like being in an ice cellar, causing the two people in the front row to shiver involuntarily.
In an instant, the chill disappeared completely, and Song Zijie and Sheng Shiwu looked at each other.
The two of them saw from the rearview mirror at the same time that Su Shuoci in the back seat had the corners of his mouth raised, and seemed to be still smiling.
Sheng Shiwu stared at Song Zijie with wide eyes, as if asking him, would he miss Dong Yuanyuan?
Song Zijie hinted to Sheng Shiwu with a firm look that it was absolutely impossible.
Su Shuoci thought of his wife. She surprised and delighted him, and he liked her more and more.
No one should try to destroy the relationship between them. Dong Yuanyuan and Dong Fangfang should just get as far away from them as possible.
He had never been attracted to them before, and he would not be influenced by them now.
He, Su Shuoci, never needed a delicate woman to act coquettishly towards him.
There is no need to be as outstanding as a lady from a noble family, being well-behaved and boring.
Until he met his wife, Gu Jiaojiao, who was sometimes shy and timid and sometimes brave and bold.
Sometimes she is calm and composed, sometimes she is arrogant and flamboyant. The most important thing is her unique temperament and the determination and ruthlessness in her eyes.
Even though he was paralyzed in bed at that time, and even though they didn't spend much time together, she had already attracted him deeply, making him fall in love with her uncontrollably.
Besides, his wife has been acting coquettishly towards him occasionally recently, and thinking of her makes his blood boil.
Just as Su Shuoci was reminiscing sweetly, the car had already arrived at the door of the Su family.
As soon as the car stopped, Su Shuoci got out of the back seat and wanted to go to the trunk to take out his luggage.
As soon as he turned around, he saw a hunchbacked elderly couple pushing a snack stall out of his house.
Su Shuoci looked at this scene in disbelief. Who were they? Why were they in his house?
"Old man, take a quick look. Is that tall kid our son?"
Su's mother suddenly looked up and stared at Su Shuoci, and shouted at the old man who was struggling to push the cold noodle stall.
Hearing the voice, Su Shuoci's heart tightened, and he immediately looked over carefully. It was indeed his parents... Why them!
How could they look so old? It’s only been three months since they separated, and his parents have become more haggard than when he was disabled!
Although he had heard Chun Nizi say on the phone that his parents were working day and night more than before to support his second sister's family.
But he didn't expect his parents to be so old. The wrinkles on his father's face were even deeper than those on Grandpa Gu's face.
Father Su looked up and saw his son standing next to the car. He could really walk!
His hands trembled twice, and a hint of surprise and uncertainty flashed in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by worry.
"Ci bastard, it really is you! Even though you said on the phone that you can walk normally, we thought you were just trying to comfort us!"
"Ci boy, why did you come back alone? Where is Jiaojiao?" Su's mother also ran over quickly.
"Dad...Mom...how did you become so old?" Su Shuoci choked.
He also took a step forward, hugged his father with one hand and his mother with the other.
Su's mother hugged her son's arm, and tears of grievance instantly burst out of her eyes, soaking the clothes on Su Shuoci's arms and also soaking his heart.
"Oh, our son, you're so tall when you stand up. Where's our Jiaojiao? Why didn't you come back with us? Old man, what did I say? He definitely didn't take good care of Jiaojiao..."
Su's mother wiped the tears from her face with her hands and began to chatter incessantly, with infinite joy in her voice.
When Father Su heard what his wife said, he quickly reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes and spoke excitedly.
"Let's not talk about anything else for now, Mom, let's go into the house and make breakfast for Cizi."
Upon hearing this, Mother Su touched the back of Su Shuoci's hand with a look of pity and affection: "Child Ci, you must be starving, right? Let's go in quickly."
Su Shuoci shook his head and said softly, "I'm not hungry. Jiaojiao made a lot of food for me to eat on the train."
Mother Su shook her head: "Child, no matter how many snacks you have, they won't be enough to fill your stomach. Let's go in quickly. I'll make some steamed meat buns for you."
Father Su nodded, then pushed open the snack stand, held his wife's shoulders, and followed his son home.
Su Shuoci was very quiet along the way, just walking silently in front of his father.
I thought to myself, his parents probably rarely eat those meat buns. Jiaojiao used to strongly insist that they have a balanced diet at home.
Even if the second sister is demanding, his parents earn a lot of money and they wouldn't be so stingy as to even be stingy with their own food.
But what he didn't know was that his parents had to save some money to raise their grandchildren in the future, and also give money to their second daughter to raise her three grandchildren.
They would like to spend every penny wisely, so how could they bear to eat meat buns?
While Su Shuoci was talking to his parents, Song Zijie and Sheng Shiwu took his luggage bag out of the trunk and put it on the ground.
They saw Uncle Su and Aunt Su pulling Brother Su into the house, and the two of them followed behind carrying the luggage.
Ever since Brother Su and his wife went to the capital, they often went to Uncle Su and Mother Su's snack stand to buy cold noodles and meat buns.
The meat buns tasted as delicious as before, so they never dreamed that Uncle Su and Aunt Su would be reluctant to eat them for a long time.
It wasn't until they reached the living room that Su Shuoci asked, "Dad, Mom, I have something to ask you..."
Mother Su smiled and nodded: "Ask, whatever you want to know, just tell your parents, aren't we a family, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."
Although Father Su didn't say anything, he also looked at Su Shuoci with anticipation.
Su Shuoci lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked at his parents seriously.
He whispered, "You guys set up the stall every day, so you shouldn't be making any money, right? Why are you losing weight? You should eat more and stop going out so often."
"Ci boy, you ask this?" Mother Su was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then rubbed her hands a little at a loss.
"Dad, Mom, is it so difficult to take care of yourselves? Have you never looked in the mirror?" Su Shuoci's voice was filled with infinite disappointment.