Chapter 12 This table is made of dough, and the legs are legs.
Jiang Jinzhou saw Liang Xiulan smile and smiled too.
"Xiu Lan, you're not annoying me anymore, are you?"
When asked this question, Liang Xiulan turned her face away again.
"bother!"
"Why? What did I do wrong? What exactly is it about me that bothers you?"
Liang Xiulan looked up at him and was about to speak, but suddenly closed her mouth.
I have looked up to him all my life, and I have lost to him in terms of momentum all my life.
In this life, I can't lose again no matter what.
After looking around in the yard, I finally found a suitable stool to stand on.
She put her hands on her hips and looked down at him.
"You want to know why I'm bothering you?"
Jiang Jinzhou looked at her deliberately standing on the stool and wanted to laugh, but he held it back.
"Yes, tell me and I'll change it!"
"Okay! Then let me ask you, if your mother and I fell into the river at the same time, who would you save first?"
An old question, but very new in this era.
Jiang Jinzhou was stunned. He raised his hand to scratch his forehead, his eyes darting back and forth, not daring to say anything.
After a long while, he finally said, "From now on, can we walk around the river?"
This question came so suddenly that Liang Xiulan stomped her feet in anger.
"This isn't a question of whether or not to go to the river. I'm asking, between me and your mother, who do you choose?"
Jiang Jinzhou frowned. It was so difficult. He didn't dare to choose.
He looked up at Liang Xiulan and said with a look of grievance, "Can you change the question?"
Liang Xiulan rolled her eyes and curled her lips, then thought for a moment and said:
"Okay, let me change the question. If your brother invites you out for a drink and I ask you to stay home and take care of the kids, would you go out for a drink or stay home and take care of the kids?"
At this time, pampering his wife is the most important thing, and he can answer without hesitation that he will take care of the children at home.
But when he opened his mouth to answer, Liang Xiulan suddenly leaned close to his face and stared into his eyes.
She said faintly, "I can see through your heart. It's best not to be perfunctory with me and think carefully."
Her voice became deeper and deeper, and her eyes were fixed on Jiang Jinzhou. Jiang Jinzhou suddenly felt as if his soul was being captured, and he felt under tremendous pressure.
He swallowed and opened his mouth, not daring to answer easily.
At this moment, Liang Xiulan suddenly stood up, folded her arms across her chest, lowered her eyes and looked at him with a cold laugh.
"You're hesitant, so your subconscious answer must be to go drink with friends."
"You think anyone can take care of the child, but your friends can't do without you. Even if the child's mother is not around, you will just stuff the child into someone else's hands and go to meet your friends."
"In your heart, your friends come first, then yourself, then your parents and your family, then your children, and finally me."
"Why would I marry you if I knew what was going to happen next was tragedy?"
The sadness in her eyes was about to overflow, which made Jiang Jinzhou's heart suddenly tighten, and he felt inexplicably suffocated and painful in his heart.
Why would she say that?
How could she know her position in his own heart?
They weren't married, so where did the child come from? Why did she think he would choose friends over children?
Jiang Jinzhou stood there in a daze, watching Liang Xiulan jump off the stool. He wanted to reach out to catch her, but Liang Xiulan pushed his hand away.
His throat was stiff and he couldn't speak. He watched Liang Xiulan disappear from his sight.
Looking at her back, I felt empty inside. Could it be that she was determined not to be with him anymore?
He was in a daze the whole night, and he refused to give red envelopes to the midwife and doctor when Jiang Yizhou asked him to.
A man was riding a bicycle and fell several times on the way, with bruises on his legs and hands.
After more than a year of relationship, was he going to give up just like that? He was unwilling to do so.
But what could she do? She kept saying that she was annoyed by the sight of him, that she would not be happy if he was with her.
But why? What makes her think so?
Looking at the facial oil that hadn't been handed out yet at the bedside table, Jiang Jinzhou's eyes turned red, and mist filled his entire eye sockets...
In the morning, Liang's
Liang Xiulan cooked a pot of thick millet porridge early in the morning, boiled two eggs, made soft batter pancakes, and fried a plate of vegetables.
This is the standard confinement meal, for Jiang Danyue, and she made enough for the whole family.
Pour a bowl of millet porridge, put the eggs in, sprinkle with brown sugar and stir, take the bowl, and put the batter and vegetables in it.
She peeked out of the kitchen and saw Xue Shuzhen washing diapers, so she took them over herself.
When Jiang Danyue saw her come in, she felt a little embarrassed to look at her directly, after all, she had scolded her yesterday.
"Um...I'm sorry..."
Liang Xiulan's hand that had put down the bowl suddenly stopped, and she turned her head to look at her with a suspicious look on her face.
"Hmm? Did I hear wrongly? The eldest daughter of the Jiang family, who has always been known for her arrogance and aggressiveness, actually apologized to someone?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Danyue felt as if she had been slapped in the face, and her face stretched long.
He straightened his body and raised his chin proudly.
"Whether you want to listen or not, I've already said it!"
"Don't think I'll be grateful to you just because your family saved me. My mom gave your family money!"
"You won't lose anything if you get paid!"
She spoke with confidence.
Liang Xiulan also straightened up, put her hands on her waist, and sneered.
"Oh! As expected of the Jiang family, ungratefulness and coldness are all in their blood."
"Well, since you've said that, I'll take this meal. Your family only paid for the rent, food, and service fee. These are all separate charges."
Liang Xiulan was about to bend down to pick up the bowl when she spoke. Jiang Danyue quickly reached out to stop her, "Oh, don't!"
In her excitement, she pulled the wound, causing her to gasp in pain.
Liang Xiulan was a soft-hearted person. Seeing her pale face and weak body, she withdrew her hand.
"Okay, I'm just kidding! Do you think I'm the same as you? Eat yours!"
As he said that, he handed the batter cake to her.
In her previous life, Jiang Danyue was quite nice to her two children and bought them clothes and shoes every year.
Every time Xue Shuzhen said she was wasting money, there were enough clothes left over from Lei Lei at home. That was the time she retorted to her.
"Jinzhou's two children don't have any decent clothes to wear when they go out. They've all turned white from washing. Can't you, as their grandmother, see this? You only have eyes for Leilei. Only Leilei deserves to wear new clothes!"
This was the first time she spoke on behalf of Liang Xiulan's two children, and she was very grateful.
Later, I don’t know what Xue Shuzhen said to her, but the original plan of buying once a quarter became once a year, but every time she bought something, she would bring Lei Lei’s along.
This was because Xue Shuzhen was afraid that Zhou Yun would be unhappy, and Liang Xiulan knew it clearly.
But when she bought things for Lei Lei, she never cared whether Liang Xiulan was happy or not.
When buying clothes and shoes, she would say, "Leilei grows so fast, he won't need to wear them after one season, they'll look like new. Then Momo won't have to buy any more."
Why not buy it? Why can't her children wear new clothes?
In the yard, Liang Jianguo was still making noises.
Two days ago, he only made two tables and a small stool. There was not enough wood, so he made some wooden boards and is now making the stools.
Liang Xiulan came out of Jiang Danyue's room, painting with a paint bucket.
Xue Shuzhen was twisting the diaper in her hand and making small talk.
"Xiu Lan, why do you need so many tables?"
Liang Xiulan glanced at her sideways and uttered two words: "Use it!"
"So many, what are they for?"
"For eating!"
The cold tone clearly showed that she didn't want to talk to her.
Xue Shuzhen put the diaper in place and came over to take a look.
"Haha...your dad's craftsmanship is quite good. This table is made with the surface being the same as the legs..."
In order to build closer relationships, isn't this rhetoric a bit sloppy?
Liang Xiulan couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"If you're done, go take care of your daughter and don't bother me here, okay?"
"You have to pay to chat with me!"
Getting paid for chatting? Xue Shuzhen had never heard of this term, but she could clearly hear the impatience in Liang Xiulan's tone, and her face became even more impatient.
She immediately pursed her lips, smiled awkwardly, and turned back to the house.
[After all, I offended her. This girl is really vindictive.]
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