"Mom, now that you have decided, I will also say the ugly things first.
First, I will not divorce Li Jingming. Their family treats me better than your old Yang family. I will not act unconscionably and do such an immoral thing to be pointed at the back of my head and scolded.
Second, even if Li Jingming and I get divorced and remarry, it will have nothing to do with your old Yang family. Don’t even think about the betrothal gift.
Thirdly, Mr. Wang is such a good man, if you can marry me, I think you can create a couple in two days."
Yang Lina couldn't bear it anymore. She thought she had a "mother" after traveling through time, but she didn't expect that this mother only had her son in her heart. This daughter seemed to be superfluous.
"Snapped--"
The flowers fell, Yang Lina's cheeks felt hot, and she felt a burning pain.
"Your brother is right, you are a heartless bitch. Have you let a dog eat your conscience? I raised you up with all the hard work. You don't want to repay me, but you still let me marry you."
Old Man Wang.
I asked you to get married, but I didn't ask you to die. Is it necessary to slap your nose and face like this?
I tell you, you must marry."
Yang Lina felt like she was filled with rage. If she hadn't used the body of the original owner, she would have thrown this woman out of here long ago.
Before that, she had forgotten the bad situation she was in. Now even if she leaves here, she can't escape the original owner's mother.
"You're angry when I ask you to marry Mr. Wang. Don't ask me to marry him again.
Mom, I still call you Mom. Jing Ming hasn’t come back yet, so I’ll pretend I didn’t hear what he said. After this meal, don’t come to me if you have nothing to do in the future. I won’t get divorced, and I won’t marry Wang.
Old man, just give up on this."
Suppressing the anger in his heart, his face was expressionless and he looked at Chen Er'e coldly.
"How can that be done? Your brother already charged me five hundred yuan."
When Chen Er'e heard that Yang Lina disagreed, she slapped the table excitedly and stood up. Thinking of the purpose of coming today, she suppressed the anger in her heart, endured it and continued: "We can wait until Jing Ming comes back to discuss this matter. Let's go cook first. You
I want to starve your mother to death."
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. You accepted Li Jingming's dowry gift of three hundred yuan without telling me. I didn't ask you about it because you are my mother. If you still insist on your own opinion,
, From now on, we sever the relationship between mother and daughter."
I feel sorry for the original owner by doing this, but Yang Lina has no choice. If she is not cruel, she might be sold by Chen Er'e and her son one day when she goes out.
When Chen Er'e heard that it was three hundred yuan, she immediately avoided her eyes and asked pretending to be confused: "What three hundred yuan? Don't wrongly accuse a good person."
Yang Lina smiled coldly and slowly got up and went to the kitchen. She felt tired even if she said another word, so she might as well remain silent.
It’s okay not to have a mother like this.
There wasn't much wheat in the field, so Li Jingming had finished cutting it before dinner, and he carried several bundles on his back when he came back. When he was almost walking to the door, he saw his mother-in-law, who didn't usually come to the door, standing at the door looking around. He quickened his pace and followed behind her.
When I put down the wheat on my back and was about to open the door and enter, the conversation between the two women was overheard.
The mother-in-law first asked about their marital status, and then asked them to divorce as soon as possible.
Li Jingming snorted coldly, as expected, like mother, like daughter.
I thought Yang Lina had changed, but unexpectedly she still disliked herself for being a cripple.
The hand on the doorknob tightened. Listening to his mother-in-law's rearranged marriage for Yang Lina, Li Jingming felt a trace of hatred in his heart.
Although Li Jingming is a cripple, he is also very talented. When did he become inferior to an old man in his fifties?
As the saying goes, it is better to demolish a temple than destroy a marriage. Is this talking about marriage? What is the difference between this and selling animals?
When he heard Yang Lina say that his family treated her better than the old Yang family, Li Jingming suddenly remembered that when he filed for divorce, Yang Lina burst into tears and said that he was not divorcing her, but pushing her into a pit of fire.
Now it seems that it was my mother who pushed her into the fire pit.
She doesn't want a divorce, and neither does she, so let's discuss it and work it out. If it doesn't work out, just get divorced as soon as possible.
The two answers were clear in my heart. I blew out the cigarette hanging from the corner of my mouth before pushing the door open and entering.
As soon as Yang Lina entered the kitchen, she heard the sound of the door opening. Her heart suddenly rose, and she turned back as if she had done something wrong, trying to confirm the identity of the person coming.
Li Jingming's face remained as usual, and his tall figure was limping. He seemed not to have heard the conversation between the two of them, and his heart dropped as he raised his throat.
"Hey, Jing Ming is back?"
When Chen Er'e saw Li Jingming's whole body exuding a cold aura, she swallowed her saliva in panic, laughed awkwardly, and planned in her mind how to talk about their divorce.
"Well, mom is here?"
The cold voice, the cold expression, and the atmosphere were so cold that it made people tremble all over.
Yang Lina was distracted for a moment, always feeling that something was wrong with Li Jingming, thinking that he probably heard the conversation just now.
"What are you doing standing around? Why don't you go cook quickly?"
Seeing that Yang Lina was indifferent, Chen Er'e shouted louder.
She rushed over as soon as she got home from the field. Her stomach was already growling with hunger. The two of them didn't want to eat, so she, the mother, had to eat.
Yang Lina was speechless, as if she hadn't heard Chen Er'e's words. She waited until Li Jingming finished washing before turning around and slowly putting the four dishes on the table.
Seeing the four dishes and one soup on the table, Chen Er'e's eyes lit up and she licked her lips, eager to eat quickly.
Four dishes and one soup are the standard for banquets in the village. I didn't expect that this girl's life is so good now. She will have to give Liye some living expenses when she leaves later.
Chen Er'e's eyes rolled, and she kept thinking in her mind.
Yang Lina slowly took three bowls and put them on the dining table. Chen Er'e quickly took them from Wan and wanted to eat the rice. She thought about it for a while and waited for Yang Lina to fill up two bowls of rice, then grabbed the basin in Yang Lina's hand.
"I've been hungry all day and this bowl is too small. I'll just use this one."
There are many families in the village who have enough to eat, but they only eat a few meals of white rice throughout the year. Chen Er'e didn't even think about it, and just wanted to eat more when she got the chance.
The combination of the softness of the white rice and the freshness of the vegetables made Chen Er'e's appetite whet her appetite. Her mouth was full and she didn't forget to say a few words about how delicious it was.
The rice grains in her mouth sprayed on the dining table with the energy of her words. Yang Lina held her forehead speechlessly, losing her appetite for the white rice in front of her. She supported her chin with one hand and watched absentmindedly as the original host mother took out half of the dishes on each of the four plates.
Pour it into the basin and devour it.
Suddenly, Yang Lina understood where the original owner's character came from.
The air was unusually quiet. Li Jingming sat on the table without moving his chopsticks, looking calmly at Chen Er'e who was eating wildly, suppressing the displeasure in his heart.
"Eat, why don't you eat?"
Chen Er'e was eating her rice. Seeing that the two of them didn't move their chopsticks, she asked while she was still swallowing.
"You've finished the meal, what should we eat?"
Most of the bowl of white rice was eaten by Chen Er'e in a short time.