Chapter 48 Where did the money to buy the gold necklace come from?
"snort!"
She snorted loudly, her nostrils practically spitting fire.
Upon hearing the noise, Zhong Chengfa shuddered, knowing that his mother was about to have another outburst.
He quickly tugged at Zhong Hongqing's arm, lowered his voice, and said like a thief, "Quick, Hongqing, call her Grandma louder!"
Zhong Hongqing was still a little dazed after being lectured by his father all morning.
Pulled aside, and seeing Zhang Chunxue's gloomy face that looked like it could be wrung out of water, she trembled in fright, her voice barely a whisper: "Grandma...Grandma..."
Zhang Chunxue didn't even lift her eyelids, completely ignoring the father and son.
She gets angry just looking at Zhong Chengfa's pathetic face, and she even looks at the younger one with a bad attitude.
She walked straight to the kitchen, thinking about what delicious food to cook for Zhou Mingli and the children that evening.
As soon as she reached the kitchen doorway, the curtain was lifted, and Zhang Chunxue froze.
There sat the good-for-nothing second son, Zhong Chengren, sitting arrogantly on a small stool, holding a ladle in his hand, as if he had just scooped up some water to drink.
"you……"
Zhang Chunxue's anger surged like a spoonful of hot oil being poured over her.
Goodness! One after another, they're all causing her trouble!
Without saying a word, she turned around and began groping her way into the corner.
"Where's my fire poker? Where did I put my fire tongs?"
Zhang Chunxue muttered to herself, her eyes searching around for a suitable "tool".
Upon hearing his mother's familiar opening remarks, Zhong Chengren dared not remain seated any longer.
He sprang up from the bench with a "whoosh," his face plastered with a fawning smile.
"Mom! Mom! Please calm down, please calm down!"
He rushed over in a few quick steps, blocking Zhang Chunxue's way, and said with a grin, "I...I've put the fire poker and fire tongs away for you, because it would be inconvenient for you to bend over and take them."
"Mom, I was wrong, I was really wrong! Look at me, I know I was wrong, so I came back specifically to apologize to you!"
As Zhong Chengren spoke, he pulled out a piece of meat from behind him and presented it to Zhang Chunxue like a treasure.
"Mom, look, I specially went to town to buy you and Yuanyuan a good piece of pork belly! We'll stew it for dinner tonight!"
Zhang Chunxue searched for a long time but couldn't find the fire poker that had been with her for many years, and she felt a surge of anger rising within her.
She looked at Zhong Chengren's grinning face, reached out, and slapped him on the back several times.
The force wasn't strong, but the sound was quite loud.
"You little bastard! Why didn't you just die in that vixen's arms? Weren't you so tough back then? You even dared to come back?"
Zhong Chengren didn't dodge, letting Zhang Chunxue hit him while he cried out "Ouch, ouch!" with his usual carefree smile on his face.
"Mom, you did the right thing, you did it well! Your son is unfilial and has made you angry!"
"Nowhere else is as good as home, nowhere else is there as dear as Mom!"
After Zhang Chunxue finished beating and vented her anger, Zhong Chengren fawned over her.
“Mom, you must be tired carrying Yuanyuan. Let me help you put Yuanyuan down.”
He quickly helped Zhang Chunxue untie Zhong Yuanyuan from her back and carefully held her in his arms.
"Oh, my sweet little girl, do you miss Daddy?"
Zhong Chengren held his daughter in his arms, his face full of affection, it was almost sickeningly sweet.
He would kiss his daughter's little face for a while, and then rub his stubble on his chin against her tender neck, making Zhong Yuanyuan giggle.
Seeing how he treated her like his precious daughter, Zhang Chunxue's anger subsided a little, but she still couldn't hold back her words.
She snorted coldly, glancing sideways at Zhong Chengren: "Oh, now you know how to cherish your daughter? Didn't you cherish that Meng Wanshu even more? For her, you abandoned your home and even dared to talk back to your own mother! What are you doing back here?"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Chengren immediately put down his hand that was teasing his daughter and looked at Zhang Chunxue with a serious expression.
"Mom! What you're saying is really hurting my feelings!"
He patted his chest and said confidently, "No matter how much other people cherish you, they are still outsiders! How can they compare to you! You are my own mother who gave me life and raised me! No matter how much of a scoundrel I am, Zhong Chengren, I would never abandon my own mother for some other woman!"
Zhang Chunxue scoffed, "You talk a good game! I remember every single one of the outrageous things you did and the nonsense you said!"
"Don't think that a few nice words and a piece of flesh will make this matter over!"
Zhong Chengren quickly stepped forward and said with a grin, "Mom, you're a very magnanimous person, you're definitely not that petty! Besides, I already know I was wrong! From now on, I promise to turn over a new leaf and never make you angry again!"
In his heart, however, he was already planning: if his luck improved in a couple of days and he won some money, he would buy Wan Shu an even thicker gold chain; she would definitely look better in it. Then, he could coax her, and maybe she would go back to him.
Zhang Chunxue had no idea about the twisted and filthy thoughts running through his mind.
She just stared coldly at Zhong Chengren, her gaze seemingly able to see right through him.
"Now that you're back," Zhang Chunxue said slowly, her voice carrying a chill, "I'd also like to ask you something. Where did you get the money to buy that vixen Meng Wanshu the gold necklace?"
As soon as Zhang Chunxue said this, the smile that Zhong Chengren had just managed to put on instantly froze on his face, as if he had been hit by hail.
His eyes started darting around, unable to meet Zhang Chunxue's gaze, which seemed to see right through him. His mouth stammered, "Mom...that...that's...that was borrowed from a friend! Yes, borrowed from a friend!"
Zhong Chengren, as if grasping at a straw, suddenly raised his voice.
Zhang Chunxue's lips curled into a cold smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes at all: "Oh? A friend? When did you, Zhong Chengren, make such a rich friend? How come I didn't know? He's even willing to lend you money to buy gold chains for women?"
Sweat beaded on Zhong Chengren's forehead as he hurriedly waved his hands, "Oh dear, Mom, it's not just one friend, it's...it's several! We scraped together the money from all sides, but we just wanted to...we couldn't let them down!"
He spoke vaguely, and his eyes darted around uncertainly.
To prevent Zhang Chunxue from pressing him further, he quickly handed the oil paper package forward again, forcing a fawning smile: "Mom, look at this meat! What a fine piece of pork belly! Perfectly marbled with fat and lean meat. Please make us some braised pork for lunch to satisfy our cravings!"
Zhang Chunxue glanced at the piece of meat, her coldness undiminished: "Noon? The sun is almost overhead, how can we possibly make braised pork! Let's talk about it tonight."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Chengren immediately nodded vigorously: "Okay! Whenever Mom says we'll eat, we'll eat! It'll taste even better at night!"
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to smooth things over. His eyes darted around, and then, as if remembering something, he casually asked, "By the way, Mom, where's Mingli? I haven't seen her."
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