Shen Qinghe didn't expect to meet Zhu Qiaolan when she went out. This direction was the opposite of the Guanghua Garment Factory's staff quarters.
It seemed like she was blocking them here on purpose.
"Zhu Qiaolan, you're out. Did time pass so quickly? I thought your hair would be all white by the time you came out."
Zhu Qiaolan's face changed. Shen Qinghe was cursing her to work hard for the rest of her life.
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Qiaolan smiled and said, "It seems that you are old and your memory is not good."
Shen Qinghe sighed, "It feels like time is passing very quickly now that I have a baby."
Shen Qinghe gently stroked Doudou's back and said, "You have to have your own baby to have this feeling. You won't have this feeling when you take care of someone else's baby."
"You..." Zhu Qiaolan was so angry that she was about to die. Shen Qinghe was mocking her for being someone else's stepmother.
"Oh, right." Shen Qinghe seemed not to notice Zhu Qiaolan's ugly expression, as if she had just remembered something. "I heard that you married Zheng Haicheng secretly. Is it shameful?"
"We have obtained the certificate, and it is recognized by the state." Zhu Qiaolan said gritting her teeth.
Shen Qinghe said thoughtfully, "That means it's not good enough!"
Zhu Qiaolan: "..."
Shen Qinghe continued, "Yes, the daughter of the Zhu family was once a beautiful girl in the family compound. She was the ideal partner that many unmarried men dreamed of."
"Tsk tsk, who would have thought that she would be in jail in the blink of an eye, and when she comes out, she can only be someone's stepmother."
"It's shameless to do this. It would be embarrassing if you did it!"
Zhu Qiaolan came out to try her luck and intended to make things difficult for Shen Qinghe, but she didn't expect that she would end up being pissed off to death.
He glared at Shen Qinghe, then turned and left.
She swore that she would bring disgrace to Shen Qinghe!
The humiliation she inflicted on her today, she would repay a hundredfold in the future.
"Will she be mad at you to death?" Jiang Chunlin said with a smile as he looked at Zhu Qiaolan's trembling back.
Shen Qinghe also glanced at Zhu Qiaolan's back and smiled faintly.
"I was deliberately trying to irritate her."
"Huh?" Jiang Chunlin withdrew his gaze in confusion and looked at Shen Qinghe in puzzlement.
"Zhu Qiaolan's moves, step by step, are clearly an attempt to retaliate against me. I don't have the patience to wait for her to slowly make her moves."
Jiang Chunlin understood instantly and sympathized with Zhu Qiaolan for a second.
You said that now that you are out there, why can't you just be a good person? Why do you have to seek death?
"Let's go, Doudou wants to go out for a walk, let's take her to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy some snacks for Yuyang and the others."
"Big brother and Li Juan are getting married too, so pick out a gift for them."
Jiang Chunlin nodded, holding Doudou and Shen Qinghe into the supply and marketing cooperative.
After Zhu Qiaolan returned home, Zheng Jingchu was watching cartoons. When he met Zhu Qiaolan's vicious eyes, Zheng Jingchu was so scared that his body trembled. He moved his buttocks little by little to the edge of the sofa, trying to slip back to his room.
"Jingchu."
Zhu Qiaolan came over, squatted in front of Zheng Jingchu, and pinched his little face hard, leaving a purple bruise immediately.
Wang Guimei saw it and frowned, saying, "Even if you want to hit him, you have to hit him in a place where we can't see him. It's so obvious, Haicheng will come back and ask what to do."
Zhu Qiaolan didn't look at Wang Guimei, her eyes were always on Zheng Jingchu, and she asked calmly, "Jingchu, if your father asks you, how will you answer?"
Zheng Jingchu shrank up in fear and whispered, "Fighting with other kids."
"Very good." After saying that, Zhu Qiaolan pinched his other face again. Zheng Jingchu trembled with pain, but he did not dare to cry out loud, for fear of being beaten more viciously by Zhu Qiaolan.
"Jingchu, tell your father tonight what I asked you to do, do you hear me?" Zhu Qiaolan twisted Zheng Jingchu's leg hard.
"I heard it." Zheng Jingchu's forehead was covered with cold sweat due to the pain, and his small body was shaking like a sieve.
"Very good, come in." Zhu Qiaolan said with disdain.
Zheng Jingchu rushed back to the house as if he had been pardoned, wrapped himself in the quilt, covered his mouth with the corner of the quilt and cried, tears streaming down his face.
When Zheng Haicheng came home from get off work, he saw Zheng Jingchu's face was bruised and swollen. He paused and asked in a trembling voice, "Jingchu, who hit you?"
Zheng Jingchu's eyes were red with grievance as he met Zhu Qiaolan's warning eyes.
Finally, he said, "I had a fight with a kid."
"Who did you fight with? I'll go find him. How could he beat you like this?" Zheng Haicheng held his son on his lap with heartache. He looked at his bruised and swollen face. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but was afraid of hurting him.
"Dad, don't look for me anymore...don't..." Zheng Jingchu hugged Zheng Haicheng's neck with his little arms, crying breathlessly.
No matter how Zheng Haicheng asked, he would not say which kid beat him.
Zheng Haicheng was angry and anxious, but he could do nothing about Zheng Jingchu.
"This is my fault. Jingchu went out to play in the afternoon. I saw him playing downstairs and didn't follow him. I didn't expect him to be like this when he came back. I asked him for a long time but he didn't say anything."
Zhu Qiaolan sat next to Zheng Haicheng, patted Zheng Jingchu's back gently, and said with heartache.
Zheng Jingchu shrank into Zheng Haicheng's arms, wishing he could merge into his father's body so that Zhu Qiaolan couldn't hit him.
"Jingchu, don't be afraid. Tell your father who hit you and he will seek justice for you." Zheng Haicheng felt his son trembling with fear and said with heartache.
"No, if you find me, you won't play with me anymore." Zheng Jingchu's tears dripped into Zheng Haicheng's neck, like burning fire, which completely enraged Zheng Haicheng.
He carried Zheng Jingchu downstairs directly, stood at the bottom of the building, and yelled at several children who were playing in the yard.
"Who hit my Jingchu?"
Several children turned their heads and looked over. Seeing Zheng Jingchu’s face was blue and swollen, they were so scared that they dared not speak.
"I'm asking you? Who hit my Jingchu?" Zheng Haicheng walked over with Zheng Jingchu in his arms, and the scared kids all ran back home.
Zheng Haicheng, "..."
"Haicheng, if the child doesn't want to speak, then forget it. It's normal for children to fight. They can fight today and make up tomorrow." Zhu Qiaolan followed and advised softly.
Zheng Haicheng directed his anger at Zhu Qiaolan, "You are a dead person. You are indifferent when Jingchu was beaten like this."
Zhu Qiaolan: "..."
Zheng Jingchu hugged his father's neck and felt happy when he heard his father scolding Zhu Qiaolan.
At night, Zheng Haicheng hugged Zheng Jingchu to sleep, and let Zhu Qiaolan sleep with Wang Guimei.
"Qiaolan, you should be more careful when beating Jingchu in the future. Look how heartbroken Haicheng is." Wang Guimei was lying on the bed, whispering to Zhu Qiaolan.
Zhu Qiaolan snorted coldly, "In his heart, only his son is important."
Wang Guimei thought that if Zhu Zhihong and Zhu Zhigang were beaten like this when they were children, she would also go crazy!
The next day, Zheng Haicheng went to work.
Bang!
Zhu Qiaolan slammed the chopsticks in her hand heavily on the table.
Zheng Jingchu was so scared that he trembled.
"Jingchu, why were you crying last night? Didn't you have a fight with some kids? Why are you so aggrieved as if your whole family had died?"
Zheng Jingchu was so scared that he shrank into a curl and looked at Zhu Qiaolan in horror.
Thinking to myself, you are now a member of the family.
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