Yu Jinwen raised his dark and deep eyes and said in a rising voice, "Sister Nan?"
"Sister Nansong."
Yu Zeyu's clear eyes were full of innocence, "Aren't you all divorced? I can't still call her 'sister-in-law'. That would be inappropriate."
"..."
This is such a rationale, but when Yu Jinwen listened to it, he felt very uncomfortable.
It's like there is a thorn stuck in my heart.
Yu Zeyu didn't pay much attention to this title and said excitedly: "The two types of jewelry from Sister Nan's company are so popular. The boys and girls in our class are discussing them, but they can't even queue up to buy them. Fortunately, I was smart and asked Sister Nan in advance.
I got a key pendant. My brothers know that Sister Nan is my ex-sister-in-law, and they all envy me. It’s a pity that you are already divorced, otherwise I can go through the back door openly..."
He murmured something, almost every word of which was heart-breaking, stabbing Yu Jinwen's heart time and time again. The more Yu Jinwen listened, the darker his face became.
"What back door?"
He scolded his younger brother with a cold face, "The most important thing for students is to study. You know how to do these things all day long. During this time, you can do two more sets of papers. The final exam is coming soon, have you reviewed it?"
Yu Zeyu looked aggrieved after being scolded, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't I just mention my ex-sister-in-law a few times? Why are you so anxious? If you don't take good care of your wife, you have lost her, so why are you venting your anger on me...
..."
"What did you say?"
Yu Jinwen looked cold and stern, "Speak louder and tell me!"
As soon as he drank, Yu Zeyu ran away trembling, shouting unconvinced as he ran, "Brother, if you don't chase Sister Nan back, our whole family will not treat you well!"
Yu Jinwen looked at Yu Zeyu's hurriedly running back, his forehead bulging with anger, he secretly squeezed the shower head in his hand, wishing he could grab him back and beat him up.
This stinky boy didn't learn from the good ones, so he learned to turn his elbows outward.
Old Mrs. Yu listened, but she couldn't laugh or cry at the side, "Xiaoyu's words express our feelings. It has been so long, and you have made several trips to Nancheng. Have you made any progress?"
Yu Jinwen's face was covered with black lines and he had a migraine.
These days, almost everywhere I go I face this problem. People are urging me to get married, and everyone around him is urging me to remarry. This is the first time in the world that this has happened.
"She refuses to pay attention to me. She refuses to eat oil or salt, and refuses to eat anything soft or hard."
Yu Jinwen raised the corners of his lips, his smile was a little bitter, and he was full of helplessness, "I took one step forward, and she took two steps back, and I was helpless."
The old lady listened, but couldn't help laughing and said, "Isn't this the same as how you treated Xiao Song back then?"
Yu Jinwen looked over suddenly: "?"
"You and Xiao Song have been married for three years. I have seen it really. No matter how good Xiao Song is to you, you always treat others with a cold eye, refusing to accept anything, neither soft nor hard. If she takes any further steps, you can't wait to retreat.
step."
The old lady shook her head gently, "Sure enough, the debt you owe emotionally will have to be repaid sooner or later. I didn't expect that your kid would be like this, hahaha."
"..."
Yu Jinwen's face turned completely dark: "Grandma, am I your grandson?"
The old lady laughed at her grandson, then accepted it, and said: "Because we are relatives, we hope you will be well. We hope you can find a virtuous, virtuous, and good wife who will satisfy your wishes. Marry a virtuous wife, and marry a virtuous wife.
A good wife can influence three generations of children and grandchildren. If you really marry a vixen, your life will be over. You can weigh it yourself. We cannot afford to worry about this..."
She took the showerhead back from Yu Jinwen's hand and patted him.
"Okay, don't sit around here. If you have anything to do, go in and talk to your grandpa. Your mother will be back soon, so she won't scold you again when she sees you."
Yu Jinwen still smiled bitterly to himself, because Nan Song, his current status in the family is probably not as good as that of Dahuang who looks after the home and the courtyard.