Eight Zero: I was born again after the divorce

When Ji Xiaoling and Zhou Ziming returned home, the old couple of the Zhou family were not there, and it seemed that they had already gone to work.

Ji Xiaoling said, "It's so early."

The place where the two of them work is close, so it stands to reason that they didn't go out so early.

It seems that the two old guys still can't bear to lose face and don't want to see her.

"Hey!"

Living under the same roof, she wanted to see how long the two could hide.

Ji Xiaoling went to the dining table to take a look.

Very good, keep it for breakfast, fried dough sticks and porridge.

The fried dough sticks are bought outside, and the gruel is cooked by yourself.

Ji Xiaoling scooped up the porridge and took a sip, not bad, Tang Jiangying's craftsmanship is quite good.

She always thought that this person couldn't cook, so she would just sit on the sofa and watch TV every day.

At this moment, Zhou Ziming who put away his things also came out.

The two ate the breakfast left on the table, and then Zhou Ziming was ready to go to work with his bag.

He has been on leave for a week.

"Ziming, put away the table."

Ji Xiaoling called him to stop.

Zhou Ziming was silent and did as he did.

Ji Xiaoling: "I'll buy two catties of melon seeds when I come back in the afternoon." Eating melon seeds while watching TV is the most satisfying.

Zhou Ziming left without saying a word.

Ji Xiaoling smiled faintly, she knew this man would follow suit.

Zhou Ziming rode his bike back to the unit, and was called into the office by the leader as soon as he entered the door.

He was demoted from office clerk to dispatcher.

When he graduated from high school, he also worked as a dispatcher for two months, which was a springboard for him to become an officer.

But now clearly not.

That incident completely affected his job. If he hadn't had a father who was a manufacturer, the job would have been impossible to keep.

At the end, the director also said to him: "Reflect on your own problems and make up for the mistakes you made before."

Zhou Ziming: "I understand."

Leaving the office, I just ran into a colleague from the next station coming in to make a report.

The two had a face-to-face meeting.

If it was before, it would definitely be to greet each other warmly and chat casually.

But this time, when Zhou Ziming clearly felt his colleague's eyes on him, his expression became playful and subtle.

Although he also said hello, there was still a smile on his face.

But Zhou Ziming knew that he was crazily laughing at himself in his heart, and under that fake smile, there were several questions that he couldn't wait to know.

"Zhou Ziming, are you really not good enough?

Innate or acquired?
You are so perverted to live a married life like that.

I'm serious, you don't need to get married like this at all, it's a disaster for a good girl.

What should we do now?Let people be widows?
Do you want me to help you?

Hahahahaha..."

Many pairs of eyes and many faces flashed in front of Zhou Ziming. At the beginning, those faces were all the people he had met in the past few days. Later, everyone's faces, whether he knew him or not, began to flash back in his mind.

That's why Zhou Ziming wanted to cover up his physical condition. He couldn't bear that kind of ridicule, and he lacked the dignity of a man.

"Ziming, Zhou Ziming, what's wrong with you?"

The colleague saw him standing at the door with sweat dripping from his forehead, so he patted him worriedly.

Zhou Ziming subconsciously waved his hand away, said hastily, "It's all right," and left.

The colleague looked at his back and frowned, and said softly, "You are also a poor man." Even a man can't stand this kind of question.

In fact, he didn't mean to ridicule at all, it was Zhou Ziming who thought too much.

At noon that day, Zhou Ziming didn't go to the cafeteria to eat.

He felt that everyone looked at him with ridicule and ill intentions.

He was so hungry until the afternoon, when he received a task, packed his bag, and went out to the market to get materials.

After being hungry for a long time, Zhou Ziming went outside, couldn't wait to find a restaurant, and ordered a bowl of noodles.

This time period is not a meal time, and there is no one in the store.

While waiting, the two waiters sat chatting not far away, and what they were talking about happened to be the farce between him and Ji Xiaoling.

This matter spread to the ears of people who had nothing to do with it, and his and Ji Xiaoling's names were gone, and the other party only knew that they were from the central community, a respectable family.

Zhou Ziming listened beside him, lowered his head lower and lower, and finally left without eating.

Zhou Ziming spent the whole day in extreme torment.

After finally getting home from get off work, Ji Xiaoling reached out to him for melon seeds.

"What? Didn't you buy it?"

Zhou Ziming: "Forgot."

Ji Xiaoling pursed her lips, "Then go out and buy it now, the non-staple food store at the door has it."

Zhou Ziming didn't speak, just stared at Ji Xiaoling who was lying on the sofa watching TV.

Her taking it for granted, her self-satisfaction, stung his eyes.

At this time, Zhou Zhicheng, who was cleaning with a feather duster, came over and said to his son, "You rest, I'll go."

Zhou Ziming shook his head, put down his things, turned around and went out.

Going to the gate of the community, I just ran into Tang Jiangying who was carrying a basket of vegetables.

After Zhou Ziming's incident, Tang Jiangying was visibly haggard, the white hair on her head appeared, and she suddenly aged several years.

Zhou Ziming felt distressed looking at it, he took the vegetable basket in Tang Jiangying's hand, and said to her: "Mom, you go back first, I will buy something, and I will go back in a while."

Tang Jiangying: "What do you want to buy? I'll go buy it."

There are many people in the non-staple food store at this time, and her son was criticized and talked about in the past, and she felt extremely uncomfortable when she thought about it.

Zhou Ziming: "She wants to eat melon seeds."

Eat melon seeds!
Watching TV at home all day, but still want to eat melon seeds?

Tang Jiangying's breath was unsteady, and he wanted to curse.

But no, she was also interviewed when she returned to work two days ago. If something happened at home, her position as the trade union director would not be secure.

Tang Jiangying went to buy two catties of melon seeds, and when the mother and son returned, Ji Xiaoling was lifting her feet while Zhou Zhicheng was sweeping the floor beside her.

Tang Jiangying couldn't bear it anymore, she sneered and said, "Do you really think of yourself as a young mistress?"

Ji Xiaoling smiled and said, "Aren't you the same way before, one was an old lady and the other was an old man. Now, Mom, can you understand my mood at that time?"

Tang Jiangying was so angry that he almost threw the melon seeds in his hand to her face, "Ji Xiaoling, are you trying to torture our family on purpose?"

Ji Xiaoling said innocently: "Mom, how can you think so? If this is called torture, then what are the things you did before?"

"you……"

Tang Jiangying was so blocked that she couldn't speak.

At this time, Zhou Zhicheng put down the things in his hands and went to persuade her.

"Okay, it's not good for people to hear, let's go to the kitchen to cook."

Tang Jiangying gritted her teeth and left, but when she saw that the pots and pans in the kitchen were still piled up in the sink from morning to noon, she was so angry that she broke a bowl.

Ji Xiaoling ate melon seeds and watched TV, pretending she didn't hear it.