Chapter 90 I really feel sorry for the divorce
Zhao Chengfang was panicked when he saw Gu Wanxing walking away resolutely.
"What should I do? If my brother knew, wouldn't he kill me?"
She asked the woman next to her in a panic.
"What are you afraid of? No one can take care of a child better than a mother can. When your brother sees the changes in your niece, he will be grateful to you."
Zhao Chengfang looked at her friend speechlessly: "You mean I'm not a good parent? Aren't children like that? They want to play with everything. Is it because I don't wash her?"
When Gu Wanxing returned to the stall, Zhang Xiumei was wiping Zhao Chao's hands with toilet paper.
As she approached, she inadvertently noticed a small handprint on a piece of clothing by the side.
"Come on, I'll take you to find your dad."
Gu Wanxing would never keep Zhao Chao by her side, so when she learned that it was not Zhao Chengyan's intention, she prepared to go to the steel plant to ask if she could keep him.
It was because she was absolutely sure that Zhao Chengyan would not give up Zhao Chao that she dared to ask this.
Zhang Xiumei couldn't help but worry, "Can we go find her father now? The steel mill certainly won't allow children to be brought along."
"He will take a leave to send the child home." The moment Gu Wanxing lowered his head, he saw Zhao Chao wiping his hand on the back of his butt after eating the popsicle.
In her previous life, she taught herself this behavior for almost two years, and it was not until she was seven years old and in the first grade that she finally got rid of this bad habit.
Or he would pick his nose and wipe it on the headboard, and never throw garbage into the trash can. Wherever he eats, there is garbage.
It turns out that these bad habits started from this time.
"Then go ahead. I think Zhao Chao is a little bit abnormal."
Zhang Xiumei thought about it again and again, and finally expressed her true opinion. When the child was teaching her, she had no reaction at all.
No matter whether she learned well or not, she should at least give a response, but she didn't, as if she was deaf.
"What's abnormal? I think it's quite normal." After Gu Wanxing finished speaking, he bent down and picked up Zhao Chao.
Whether it is normal or not has nothing to do with her, so why bother her about whether it is normal or not.
Gu Wanxing complained silently in his heart.
She put Zhao Chao on the back of the bicycle and pushed it towards the steel plant.
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At the same time, Liu Xitun visited the Fu family.
"Oh my god, are you really okay? That's great, mom was scared to death..."
Zhang Yulan was so excited when she saw her upright son that she even wanted to kneel down and kowtow to God.
Ah, no, I suddenly thought of Gu Wanxing.
That girl is my savior.
"Son, tell me what happened. Did you disappear? Did you hide or something? Why didn't anyone find you? Are you hurt?"
Fu Zheng said helplessly: "Where can I hide? I was indeed washed away by the flash flood, but it's not that serious."
There were some things he didn't want his old mother to know too much, otherwise she probably wouldn't be able to let him return to the army.
Zhang Yulan looked at her son's eyes and eyebrows that resembled the old man, and couldn't help but burst into tears again.
"You don't know how I've been through these days. Oh, let's not talk about that anymore. Come into the house quickly and I'll cut some watermelon for you."
Zhang Yulan dragged Fu Zheng into the house, first poured a glass of water for her son, and then went to the well to fish out the watermelon that her daughter had thrown into the well that morning.
While sniping at her, he praised Gu Wanxing to the skies: "During this time, when you were away, it was Wanxing who comforted me. It's that girl you rescued last time. She's a good kid, pretty, and kind-hearted. She came to help me clean up the next day. Look, she made the door curtains. She's quite skilled. She even came to give Yiyi and me some clothes the day before yesterday. She said they were the new styles she was selling, and asked us to wear them to promote her products in the village."
"That's not for us to promote, they just want to give us clothes, that's all. The child is really good, ah."
Zhang Yulan cut the watermelon and pushed it in front of her son. She sighed heavily and sat down opposite him.
It's a pity that she is divorced, otherwise she could really get along with her son.
"What's wrong?" Fu Zheng actually knew what his mother meant, but he just wanted to find a reason to bring the topic to Gu Wanxing.
There are some things she can't fucking know too much about, but there are some things she must know.
Zhang Yulan was still immersed in the joy that her son was not dead, and she accidentally said what was in her heart: "It's nothing, I just feel a little sorry."
She really felt it was a pity.
Such a good girl, after getting divorced, her life will be difficult and it will be hard to find a partner.
Fu Zheng's eyes darkened. Does his mother look down on her?
He thought his mother wouldn't care about this, but unexpectedly...
"What's so regrettable? Tell me about it." Fu Zheng picked up a piece of watermelon and took a bite. It was sweet and juicy, refreshing all over, instantly clearing away the restlessness in his heart.
This taste is clearly brought by her.
It is impossible that the things I brought last time were kept until now, so I guess they were just brought out.
Zhang Yulan stared at her son in surprise for a moment. He had never been so clingy before, but this time he insisted on getting to the bottom of things.
She simply didn't hide it: "It's that girl. I really feel sorry for the divorce."
"Why do you feel it's a pity to get a divorce? I think she is very clear-headed. She would rather be single with high quality than compromise." Fu Zheng said with great appreciation.
If Zhang Yulan hasn't noticed something is wrong this time, then she is really an idiot.
"Son, do you like that girl?"
She had felt something was amiss last time, but she hadn't thought much about it. After all, she didn't think there would be anything going on between them. They were completely unrelated.
But no matter how I look at it now, I feel that something is wrong with my son.
"Didn't you say she was very good?" Fu Zheng said calmly.
"She is indeed very good, but she is not suitable for you." Zhang Yulan's eyes became alert. She didn't want her son to find a divorced woman, especially since they had children.
"Mom, I think she's perfect for me."
Fu Zheng put the watermelon rind he had eaten on the table and spoke in a serious tone.
Zhang Yulan stood up suddenly: "Are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy. A failed marriage cannot be used to judge a person's goodness or badness. You are also a woman. Why can't you be more tolerant towards women? What if it was Yiyi? If Yiyi was disliked by others, would you join in and spit at Yiyi?" Fu Zheng's eyes revealed a fiery concentration, burning like flames, making it impossible to look directly at her.
It was the first time that Zhang Yulan saw her son talking to her so seriously.
She clasped her fingers tightly in her palms, gritted her teeth, and finally snorted coldly, "I don't care. If you really marry her, don't wait until you two have a conflict to use this matter to expose her shortcomings. A woman's divorce is like losing half her life, so you have to control yourself. Don't marry someone out of gratitude and then hurt them later."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zheng lowered his eyelashes and withdrew the sharpness from his previous words. He murmured softly, "These are still some distance away. I haven't made it clear to her yet."
Zhang Yulan rolled her eyes at her son in disgust and sat down again, as if the tension just now had never happened.
She knew her son's character very well. He was stubborn and once he made up his mind, no one could pull him back.
So the more you talk, the more mistakes you make, so just follow him and you will be right.
What is the purpose of life? Isn't it just happiness? Once you are happy, money and love will follow.
"Let Wanxing come to dinner tonight."
The joy of her son's return has gradually diluted. Since he likes her, she, as a mother, cannot fail to express her feelings. She has to see him off when he comes to dinner in the evening and when he goes home.
The opportunities have been created for him, and it depends on him whether he can seize them or not.
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