Unexpectedly, just two days after the wedding, her good-for-nothing daughter ran back to her parents' home, crying and sobbing in front of her, saying that her son-in-law had given her the cold shoulder after the wedding banquet and hadn't said a word to her for two days.
Han's mother's thoughts drifted to this point. She withdrew her gaze from Song Qingbin, whispered something to Han's father beside her, then turned and left the crowd, heading towards her home.
She was only stimulated by the happy smile on Song Qingbin's handsome face, and at the same time, she was also greatly stimulated by the smiles on Feng Xueyi and his mother's faces.
If she continued to stay at the Feng family home, or even went to Song Qingbin's house as a relative or friend of the woman's side for the wedding banquet, she was afraid that she might not be able to help but show an unusual expression.
And by sheer coincidence, she was seen by Song Qingbin or Feng Xueyi and his wife, making people feel that she was not there to offer congratulations, but rather to cause trouble and bring bad luck.
Furthermore, Han's mother was filled with deep regret.
They were the first to choose their future son-in-law, and the marriage had already been arranged. However, because she and her husband had spoiled their daughter too much since she was a child, she had raised her to be willful and ungrateful.
She abruptly ended her good marriage and married that unreliable young man from the Zhao family.
With a sigh, Han's mother quickened her pace home, but she didn't expect that as soon as she stepped into the house, she heard the sound of a bicycle behind her.
When I turned around, I saw my daughter with red eyes, pushing her bicycle, looking like she was about to cry.
For a moment, Han's mother felt both heartache and disappointment. She asked, "What's wrong now? Don't you know you're pregnant? Riding your bike from the county town back to town so early in the morning, aren't you worried about what your father and I would do if something happened to you?"
Wearing thick clothes in winter undoubtedly concealed Han Bailan's already showing pregnancy belly; otherwise, even if she had gotten pregnant on her wedding night, she wouldn't have shown it before the New Year.
However, as the saying goes, wearing thick clothes temporarily covered up Han Bailan's ugliness and preserved the reputation of the Han and Zhao families for the time being.
That's right, it's temporary. After all, when spring comes next year and the weather gradually warms up, people will wear lighter clothes, and Han Bailan's pregnant belly will be impossible to hide.
The people around her weren't blind, especially those who were older and had experience with childbirth. How could they not tell how many months pregnant Han Bailan was?
Okay, it's a bit early to talk about that now.
Let's get back to the main topic.
"Do you think I wanted to ride my bike all the way back early in the morning?"
Han Bailan was like an ingrate, completely oblivious to her mother's concern. Tears streamed down her face, and she said in a very unpleasant tone:
"Zhao Jing didn't come home last night, and this morning he came in and immediately started yelling at me, cursing me... He called me a slut!"
Her hand slipped, the bicycle fell to the ground, and Han Bailan walked towards the house she had lived in before her marriage, crying as she went: "I don't want to go back to the Zhao family. I want to divorce Zhao Jing. Why did he have the right to curse me? And curse me so horribly! I hate him so much!"
Han's mother's expression was extremely gloomy. She followed behind Han Bailan, and the two of them entered the room where Han Bailan lived before she got married.
"Don't your in-laws care?"
Watching Han Bailan get into bed and pull the covers over herself, Han's mother casually closed the bedroom door and asked about Zhao's parents' attitude at the time.
"What do I care? Zhao Jing is their son, and I'm just an outsider. I'm already grateful as long as they don't help Zhao Jing bully me!"
What a jerk! Before the wedding, he sang sweet nothings to her, saying he liked her, loved her, and couldn't wait to marry her so she could stay by his side for life. But what happened?
Upon learning of her pregnancy, he looked astonished, showing no joy whatsoever, and did not propose to marry her. If it weren't for her father's pressure, she might have been taken advantage of for nothing.
Originally, she thought that even if that damned jerk Zhao Jing didn't like or love her as much as he claimed,
But he should have some feelings for her. As long as she manages to win his heart after marriage, everything in their future life will be in her hands.
To her surprise, on the day of the wedding banquet, that jerk gave her the cold shoulder.
Her in-laws weren't much better; they treated her like a familiar stranger, barely exchanging a word with her.
Lately, perhaps because of her pregnancy, she has developed spots on her face, her complexion doesn't look very good, and her emotions are not very stable. Shouldn't her husband try to comfort her?
She's carrying his child, a child of the Zhao family!
Han Bailan felt increasingly upset as she thought about it, and the more upset she felt, the angrier she became.
She was not only angry at Zhao Jing's attitude towards her after marriage, but also angry that Zhao's parents didn't care about their son and let their pregnant daughter-in-law suffer.
"Why don't you open your mouth and tell your in-laws about your husband?"
Han's mother was furious. She said, "You're carrying their eldest grandson. As in-laws, how can you let your son bully your daughter-in-law?!"
"My father-in-law is very busy at work during the day. After coming home in the afternoon, he either has dinner or stays in the study and goes to sleep in the bedroom at night. As for my mother-in-law, she either goes shopping with others during the day."
She would either lock herself in her room and lie there, then knock on my door at mealtimes, demanding I hurry up and cook so Zhao Jing and his father wouldn't be hungry when they got home.
Han Bailan became more and more aggrieved as she spoke. Looking at her, Han's mother frowned: "Who told you to sell your perfectly good job?"
She suggested that her daughter try to transfer her job to the county town. Besides, the Zhao family also had this idea, but the brat was unwilling, saying that she was pregnant and had no energy or mind to go to work, and insisted on selling her job.
The Zhao family naturally wouldn't say anything; in her view, they might not say anything, but they were definitely unhappy inside.
Selling your job means losing one source of income for your family.
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