Chapter 04: How are you, my scumbag ex-husband?
"vomit--"
Zhong Qiao's stomach was already empty, and now he was about to vomit bile.
Her eyebrows twitched, and she tilted her head, holding back her anger and gritting her teeth, saying, "Take it away."
The pregnant woman in the bed next to her had just given birth, just like her. Both her husband's family and her own family were waiting by her side.
My husband's family prepared food and daily necessities, as well as a newly made big red quilt. They surrounded the newborn baby and looked at him curiously and excitedly.
My mother’s family all looked distressed.
A middle-aged woman in red plaid clothes sat by the bed with tears in her eyes. She brought warm rice porridge with vegetables and shredded meat, carefully fed it to the pregnant woman, and kept muttering.
"Sister, we're really going through hell having this one. You've been in poor health since childhood, so please don't have a second child. In Suzhou, sperm is precious, and one son is enough! You don't know how scared your dad and I were when your water broke! How come it happened half a month early?"
The honest man next to him touched his head, feeling out of tune with this warmth.
After a long while, she rubbed her hands nervously and said, "Mom, you and Dad have worked so hard. I didn't expect the birth to be premature... Fortunately, you and Dad sent Yan to the nearest health center."
The woman snorted coldly, "Damn you! My daughter and child would have been gone long ago. It's all because of you. You didn't get a single factory quota, and you didn't get a house allocation. The whole family is crammed into one room. My daughter is pregnant and can't live at her parents' house. She can't sleep well at your place. Even if this didn't happen yesterday, it would have happened sooner or later..."
He Jinyan scolded, "Mom! Stop talking!"
The woman curled her lips in dissatisfaction, but looking at her daughter's haggard face, she sighed and said no more.
The man could sense the sarcasm in her words and couldn't hide his embarrassment.
In 1976, there was a shortage of materials. Local people in Suzhou might not be able to eat meat once a month. Most of the time they had porridge with pickles, dried salted fish, and either green vegetables or cabbage without oil. This was considered a luxury for a pregnant woman.
Look at yourself.
Zhong Qiao suppressed his nausea, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, barely regaining some strength.
She licked her cracked lips.
I gave birth to two children and didn’t even have a sip of water.
She endured this kind of life for more than ten years.
In her previous life, she died innocently and became someone else's wedding dress.
In this life, no matter what, she must find a way to take her daughter away from the Xu family. As for the ungrateful little bastard, since he admired his father so much in his previous life, to the core, he still looked down on her and thought she was good for nothing.
Zhong Qiao then fulfilled his wish and tied the little ungrateful man and the big ungrateful man together.
She wanted to see what would have happened if she hadn't worked so hard in the factory in her previous life to earn money to support her family, wearing out her hands, exhausting her body, and becoming old and ugly.
Xu Shaojun lost his source of income before becoming a professor. Could he still maintain his outward appearance and act as a peacemaker without any hesitation?
Fortunately, there is still time.
In her previous life, when Xu Shaojun knew she was pregnant, he used her studies as an excuse and made promises to her, saying that if she gave birth to a son, he would hold a wedding for her. However, he dragged it on until she could no longer hide her belly and gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, but still didn't hold the wedding.
Now that I think about it, I was so stupid!
After having children, men will just think that the duck is already in their hands and can’t run away, so why bother spending money on a wedding?!
Zhong Qiao looked at his ring finger again.
That was the only thing she got after marrying Xu Shaojun.
The gold ring that was once treasured has disappeared, leaving only a shallow trace.
Good.
She thought the gold ring, which symbolized pure love, had actually bound her like a shackle for half her life. Now that it was lost, it was just what she wanted.
Zhong Qiao retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Water, I want to drink water."
Zhou Ping scratched her ears, her eyes filled with disbelief: "You don't want to eat this good thing? You want to drink water?"
The good thing she was talking about was naturally this bowl of porridge with pickles.
The porridge was about to go moldy, and the pickles were rotten and had maggots. She was afraid that they would die from eating them, but also afraid of wasting them, so she washed them with soap beans, cooked them in a pot, and served them to Zhong Qiao, so that she could also gain a reputation as a good mother-in-law.
But Zhong Qiao, with his submissive nature, had taken the wrong medicine today? How dare he refuse to accept it?
"Oh! I am an old woman with a miserable life!"
Zhou Ping put the bowl on the table, her eyes rolled around, and she slapped her thigh and cried.
"My family is so poor that we can't even afford to eat! I worked so hard to make a bowl of porridge, and ran ten miles in the middle of winter. My shoes were worn out, and my feet were broken, all just to give my daughter-in-law a sip of porridge. How could you despise an old woman like me? You didn't even look at me. I'm really asking for trouble!"
Zhou Ping was born in a remote rural area. No one knew where she learned this skill, but when she encountered problems that could not be explained, she would just cry and howl, and she would howl for three days and three nights without getting tired.
In her previous life, Zhong Qiao dragged her body with a high fever to take care of two children, and also had to serve the old woman and the Xu family humbly and carefully.
This old woman was arrogant and bullied the weak, finding fault with her for the slightest thing she did not do well, which prevented her from taking good care of herself during the confinement period. As a result, she suffered from back pain and cough in winter.
Every time we have an argument, I can never win against Zhong Qiao.
Zhou Ping would immediately lie on the ground and cry, the kind of crying that doesn't even shed a tear.
He cried with all his heart, and sang and howled like he was in an opera.
The tail sound is long and lingering, which is extremely annoying.
At the end of the song, Xu Shaojun asked her to serve tea and apologize, and only then did the old woman give up. This trick always works.
Someone next door couldn't help but speak up for Zhou Ping.
"Little sister, this isn't a good thing. Your mother-in-law has had a hard time! We can't let her hard work go to waste!"
Zhou Ping sneered inwardly and howled even harder.
This little girl really wants to fight with me!
No way!
Zhong Qiao looked at the person who was speaking with a smile and waved.
The man who spoke scratched his head. Although he didn't understand the reason behind Zhong Qiao's action, he still walked forward with a puzzled look on his face.
Zhong Qiao raised his chin and motioned him to look.
"Pickled vegetables, if you like them, don't let them down."
Before the man could take a closer look, a foul smell filled his nose and made his stomach churn.
Immediately, he looked at Zhou Ping with an expression as if he was looking at a fool.
I thought it was the evil daughter-in-law bullying the mother-in-law, but it turns out the mother-in-law is mentally unstable. This pickle is older than his grandmother! It’s really hard for the daughter-in-law!
Zhou Ping angrily said, "This is a good thing! You all don't know its value! You are bullying an old woman like me!"
After saying that, he continued to sing and cry, and slapped his thighs while crying.
The man was so scared that he stepped back, thinking that she was suddenly possessed by a ghost.
If there is glutinous rice, I really want to sprinkle a handful.
After living a new life, although Zhong Qiao looks like a 19-year-old, his soul has already been transformed into a 35-year-old.
Back then, I was young and immature, and I thought it was the end of the world. But now, looking back, it was nothing special, and I even find it funny.
Zhong Qiao appreciated it silently, feeling the lingering sound in his ears, and even clapped his hands.
"Good, nice, really nice!"
She praised sincerely: "You sing really beautifully."
Zhou Ping was furious.
He jumped up from the ground, immediately furious, and was about to explode when the door was pushed open.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Several people came in one after another.
Zhong Qiao turned his head and his eyes suddenly focused on the face of the person walking in front. He couldn't help but hold his breath and his pupils suddenly shrank.
The handsome and polite young man in front of him and the ferocious-looking man from the previous second were completely identical.
She had that strange feeling again.
A suffocating feeling from a previous life.
My throat was dry, my neck seemed to be being strangled, and my eyeballs were hot and burning, about to pop out of their sockets.
Xu Shaojun.
22-year-old Xu Shaojun.
Really, I hope you are well.
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