She was afraid that she would scream out loud, so she quickly covered her mouth, then tiptoed out and stood guard at the door, not daring to let anyone in.
Her little heart was pounding.
Oh my God, what did she see?
Her godmother and Secretary Song were behaving in an intimate and ambiguous manner... Could it be... Could it be that her godmother was about to have a second spring?
But Zhou Mingli thought that her father-in-law had been dead for almost six years, and it was time for her godmother to consider her own personal affairs.
What's more, Secretary Song is young, good-looking, has a good job, and has a good family background. If my godmother follows him, she will definitely live a good life.
But what Zhou Mingli was most worried about was what if Secretary Song’s family did not agree?
Just as she was worried, Zhong Xiaoxiao came over holding Zhong Yuanyuan in one hand and Zhong Hongqing in the other.
When she saw Zhou Mingli, she was about to speak, but Zhou Mingli quickly raised a finger to her mouth and blinked to signal her not to speak.
Zhong Xiaoxiao was full of confusion. She let go of Zhong Hongqing's hand, walked over quickly, and lowered her voice: "What's wrong, sister?"
Zhong Mingli took Zhong Yuanyuan over, kissed her on the cheek, and then lowered her voice: "Mom and Secretary Song are in the kitchen!"
When Zhong Xiaoxiao heard this, her eyes lit up and she immediately prepared to lean over to take a look, but Zhou Mingli pushed her head back.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Zhong Xiaoxiao's tone was full of excitement. "Sister, what did you see? Could it be that the two of them were..."
She raised two thumbs and slowly approached.
Zhou Mingli didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She raised her hand and hit her on the head: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
But she quickly reacted, her tone a little surprised: "You, you already knew about them?"
Zhong Xiaoxiao almost jumped up: "Huh? What's going on between them? Are they really going to have a fight?"
Zhou Mingli was dumbfounded: "You don't know?"
Zhong Xiaoxiao rubbed her hands excitedly: "I don't know! But I really hope they are okay!"
"I've wanted Teacher Song to be my stepfather for a long time!"
She tugged at Zhou Mingli's sleeve again: "Sister! Sister! Tell me! What on earth did they do?"
Zhou Mingli was embarrassed to tell her this, and was struggling to figure out how to explain it when Zhang Chunxue walked to the kitchen door.
"What are you two whispering about here?"
Zhong Xiaoxiao immediately said: "Mom, you and Teacher Song..."
Zhou Mingli reached out and covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wandering. "Um...we want to ask...Mom, have you and Secretary Song finished cooking? Do you need our help?"
When Zhang Chunxue saw her like this, she guessed that she must have seen something just now, and her face, which had just recovered with great difficulty, turned slightly red again.
She coughed lightly and said, "I'm going to start cooking soon...Xiaoxiao, come in and light the fire!"
Zhong Xiaoxiao received the order and immediately rushed into the kitchen like a rabbit. She sat in front of the stove, staring at the fire in the stove seriously, but her eyes kept glancing at Song Xingzhi.
Song Xingzhi remained calm and even smiled at her: "Xiaoxiao, you're going to the city to attend high school in a month, right?"
Zhong Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly.
Song Xingzhi smiled again: "Well, study hard and don't let your mother down."
Zhong Xiaoxiao said in a serious tone: "I will definitely study hard!"
She smiled slyly again: "After all, I can't let down Teacher Song's guidance of me over the past two years."
Zhang Chunxue also walked to the stove at this time. Seeing Zhong Xiaoxiao looking at her with a sly look, she felt a little amused.
"Keep the fire going! If it goes out soon, I'll take care of you!"
Zhong Xiaoxiao immediately patted her chest and promised: "I will definitely make the fire burn brightly!"
Zhou Mingli also walked in at this time, also a little embarrassed: "Mom, is there anything I can help with?"
"Just try to comfort Yuanyuan!" Zhang Chunxue pinched Zhong Yuanyuan's face. "It's just a home-cooked meal, why would you need so many people?"
Zhou Mingli felt a little embarrassed and took Zhong Yuanyuan to sit aside.
At this time, Zhong Hongqing was standing at the kitchen door, looking at the family in the kitchen with a hesitant expression. Finally, he moved in carefully and sat obediently next to Zhong Yuanyuan.
Zhang Chunxue just glanced at him and didn't say anything.
Soon, the aroma came from the kitchen.
Zhong Chengfa came back in the afternoon, full of anger, so he lay down on the bed and fell asleep. He slept until now. When he opened his eyes, he smelled the aroma of food.
He got up, put on his slippers, rubbed his eyes and walked to the kitchen.
"Mom, what are you cooking tonight? It smells so good!"
Zhang Chunxue was serving the dishes and didn't even look up when she heard this: "No matter how delicious it is, there's no place for you."
"Don't forget, we have separated today."
Zhong Chengfa's action of touching his belly suddenly froze.
Yes, they have separated.
Zhong Chengfa felt a little aggrieved: "Mom! Can we not separate the family? Li Hongjuan, she... "
He stamped his feet in anger: "She never came back with me."
"Oh," Zhang Chunxue responded calmly, "What does it have to do with me?"
She continued to ask, "I asked you to divorce a long time ago, but you couldn't bear it, didn't you? Why are you complaining to me now?"
"Didn't you go to your father-in-law's house every day these past few days, chopping firewood and tilling the soil for them..."
"Now if you don't want to get your wife back, do you still expect me to make the decision for you?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Zhong Chengfa, your son is three years old, not you."
Zhong Chengfa's heart sank when he saw Zhang Chunxue's expression: "Mom..."
"Okay!" Zhang Chunxue interrupted him directly, "We've finished using the stove, you can use it now."
"Remember to clean the stove and pots and pans after use!"
"Also, build a stove for yourself tomorrow and don't come to me every day! Otherwise, it will be hard to tell whose rations are short!"
Zhong Chengfa was even more shocked when he heard this: "Mom! I'm your biological son, why are you so picky?"
"You're my biological son, and your wife isn't my biological daughter, is she?" Zhang Chunxue didn't even bother to look at him. "Your wife even drank up all the fish soup meant for Mingli's health like a bandit. Who can guarantee she won't secretly steal our rations?"
Zhong Chengfa felt even more aggrieved when he heard this: "But Mom, Li Hongjuan didn't come back with me!"
"She'll be back sooner or later," Zhang Chunxue poured a bowl of rice for Zhou Mingli. "After all, she's your precious daughter-in-law, the one you'd rather split up than divorce!"
These words were like a stab in Zhong Chengfa's heart.
Yes, he agreed to split the family for Li Hongjuan, but what about Li Hongjuan?
Zhong Chengfa felt even more depressed.
Seeing that Zhang Chunxue obviously didn't intend to pay attention to him, he turned around and walked out angrily: "I won't eat dinner!"
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