Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it has been a week since Pei Ziheng started kindergarten.

Except for the first and second days, Shen Mingzhu never met Shen Baolan again after she sent Pei Ziheng to school.

According to Shen Baolan's mother-in-law, Shen Baolan went to work in a cotton mill, and the task of taking Zhou Hao to school usually fell on her mother-in-law.

Shen Mingzhu usually walks with a few young mothers she is familiar with. They chat as they walk, discussing things like food and clothing. However, Ma Sufen is too old to talk to young women like Shen Mingzhu, and prefers to walk with the older generation who also pick up and drop off their grandchildren.

I don’t know if this is the reason, but in the book, the relationship between Pei Ziheng and Zhou Hao, who were good friends when they were young, has become much more distant.

Anyway, during this week of kindergarten, Shen Mingzhu had never seen Pei Ziheng and Zhou Hao play together.

Shen Mingzhu was happy to see this result.

In the book, Zhou Hao is the male protagonist. He is loved by his grandparents, spoiled by his father, and has a good stepmother. He has a smooth journey, is admitted to a prestigious university, marries a beautiful and wealthy woman, and has a successful family and career. He is definitely a winner in life.

However, Pei Ziheng suffered from the abuse of his stepmother, and was hungry and cold, which was in sharp contrast to Zhou Hao. He was eventually turned evil and twisted into a villain, doing all kinds of bad things and ending up with a miserable death.

Therefore, she secretly did not want her stepson to get close to Zhou Hao, fearing that Zhou Hao's aura as the leading man would affect her plan to get Pei Ziheng right.

Although the result was what Shen Mingzhu wished, she would still inquire about the relationship between her stepson and Zhou Hao from time to time.

"Ziheng, who do you have the best relationship with in your class? You must answer. Don't forget our agreement."

Pei Ziheng rolled his eyes at her, saying, "No."

"Didn't you often play with Zhou Hao before? Isn't he your good friend?"

"no."

"Why?"

Pei Ziheng's dark pupils were filled with impatience, as if he was annoyed that Shen Mingzhu talked too much.

Shen Mingzhu pretended not to notice and looked at her stepson with gossip in her heart, "Tell me, did you have a fight? Or did he bully you?"

Pei Ziheng glanced at her and said, "Because of you."

"Hey, you're quite good at passing the buck. The conflict between you and Zhou Hao is your business. I didn't ask you to stop playing with Zhou Hao."

"You and Zhou Hao's stepmother started fighting as soon as you met. How can I still be friends with him?"

"…Then let's just fight our own battles. You guys are yourselves. If you want to be friends with him, you can still do it. I won't be angry about it."

"I don't want to."

"Why?"

"No reason, I don't like it."

"Who do you like to be friends with?"

"No one likes it. Don't ask me. You're so annoying."

"Alright, I won't ask any more questions. Don't yell at me. I'm your elder after all... Where are you going? Don't you want to eat?"

"I'm full from your nagging. I'm not going to eat anymore."

“…”

Is she nagging? Maybe, because she was a broadcaster in her previous life. If a broadcaster is not good at speaking, the audience will not like to watch her.

Shen Mingzhu was sad for a second, and then she happily started to eat the ribs, her favorite garlic ribs.

Pei Ziheng sat on the sofa, appearing aloof but his eyes kept secretly glancing at Shen Mingzhu.

Seeing Shen Mingzhu chewing the ribs with such relish, he swallowed his saliva in frustration.

The lunch in kindergarten was neither tasty nor oily, so he was not full every day. He could only have a delicious and filling meal when he got home at night.

Pei Ziheng was very depressed when he saw Shen Mingzhu chewing one piece after another and completely ignoring him.

"Why did you eat all the ribs!?"

Shen Mingzhu sucked her fingers and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to eat anymore?"

Pei Ziheng was so angry that tears welled up in his eyes, but the next second he was stunned.

Shen Mingzhu used chopsticks to dig out the rice in his bowl, revealing several pieces of golden and crispy pork ribs hidden underneath.

"Look how anxious you are. I left some for you. Eat it. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Seeing her stepson staring blankly at the bowl, Shen Mingzhu rubbed his head with amusement, and then saw her stepson glaring at her like a cat with its fur standing on end.

“Your hands are all oily!”

"No, I sucked it clean."

"Saliva is even more disgusting!"

"Disgusting? Then don't eat it."

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Shen Mingzhu pretended to take the bowl, but Pei Ziheng was faster and snatched it away, carrying it to sit on the sofa and eat.

Shen Mingzhu jokingly shouted, "You don't even want to pick up the chopsticks, do you want to eat rice with your hands?"

Pei Ziheng turned around and looked at her for a while. Seeing that she had no intention of taking her bowl of rice, he returned to the dining table, found a seat as far away from Shen Mingzhu as possible, and started eating.

The garlic-flavored pork ribs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. They are so delicious that you want to swallow them. When you take a bite of the fragrant rice, even the bad woman looks a little pleasing to the eye.

Compared to Shen Mingzhu's side, the Zhou family's dining table was much more lively.

Zhou Hao was held by Shen Baolan and fed. Ma Sufen complained to her son, daughter-in-law and husband about Shen Mingzhu while they ate. "Her husband is not at home, but she wears red and green every day. She doesn't know who she is dressing up for. She is obviously a restless person. She doesn't earn a penny for the family, but spends money like water. Sooner or later, she will spend all the wealth of the old Pei family."

"Mom, don't say too much about other people's family matters."

On the one hand, Zhou Shuhuan disliked the nagging of the old woman. On the other hand, he felt that Shen Mingzhu, a woman with a child, who never saw her husband all year round and couldn't even spend some money to dress herself up, wasn't her life like that of an ascetic monk?

Shen Baolan glanced at her husband and felt a little uncomfortable.

Although she is now the daughter-in-law of the Zhou family, she is still wary of Shen Mingzhu because of what happened in her dream. She is worried that Shen Mingzhu will snatch Zhou Shuhuan away, and she is even more unwilling to see Zhou Shuhuan speak for Shen Mingzhu.

"It's not mom's fault for meddling in other people's business. Mingzhu is really a bad person. She used to be a lazy person in the village, and her family spoiled her. You have never eaten the food she cooked. She wouldn't even eat it if she fed it to a dog."

These words killed two birds with one stone, as they not only saved the face of my mother-in-law Ma Sufen, but also took the opportunity to belittle Shen Mingzhu.

Look, Ma Sufen looked at Shen Baolan with great satisfaction.

Just imagine, which mother-in-law doesn’t like to support her daughter-in-law?

"You are really virtuous and capable, Baolan. You are good at everything at home and outside. Shuhuan made the right choice by marrying you."

"Mom, if you put it that way, isn't that what all daughters-in-law do? I just did what I was supposed to do."

"Not every wife is like you. If I marry someone like Shen Mingzhu, I'm afraid I'll be pissed to death."

The more Ma Sufen disliked Shen Mingzhu, the happier Shen Baolan felt.

After eating and washing the dishes, Shen Baolan took out the second-grade math textbook she had finally found and taught her stepson Zhou Hao the multiplication tables.

"How many is one plus one?"

"One plus one equals two."

"What's two times two?"

Zhou Hao counted on his fingers for a while and said happily, "Two plus two equals five!"

(End of this chapter)