Reborn 1980 Koi Cute Wife

Chapter 82
"I'll eat, don't be angry."

Jiang Xiuru didn't dare to give in any more, she honestly took a bite of the poached egg, tears welled up in her eyes, the taste of the egg was so delicious that she couldn't bear to swallow it.

Seeing that her mother was finally willing to eat on the first day of the new year, she lowered her head to eat the noodles. She ate very quickly, but basically did not make any sound.

Nian Wenxue stood aside and looked at her daughter, why did she feel that she was eating gracefully, as if she was very qualified.

Trying to remember what it was like to eat on the first day of the new year?She seems to keep her head down and dare not raise her head, submissive, eating like eating cat food, and when she looks at her occasionally, she is too scared to pick up her food, and she is completely different from now.

No matter how fast a person changes, he can't change drastically within a few days. Now he even suspects that the one in front of him is not his own daughter, and has been secretly replaced.

With such a flash of skill, he had already eaten all the noodles on the first day of the new year, and glanced at Nian Wenwen with an empty bowl, his eyes were full of coldness.

She knew he hadn't eaten and just heard his stomach growling, but she just didn't want to give him food.

When I was in the countryside, my grandma got angry and took her out on her. She just let her kneel and watch the whole family eat, and even slapped her mouth on purpose. The humiliation will never be forgotten for several lifetimes. I don’t know her heart Is it black?
Jiang Xiuru ate mixed flavors for this meal, and the eggs were delicious. Her daughter has grown up and knows how to care for her.

She didn't notice the sound of her husband's stomach growling, and she ate up a bowl of noodles under Nian Wenxue's watchful eyes.

"Mom, I boiled hot water for you to soak your feet."

On the first day of the new year, I came out with a kettle, poured hot water for my mother, and took away her empty bowl after eating. Everything was done so naturally.

Jiang Xiuru couldn't help but shed tears. Only after being cared for by her daughter did she feel that she was a human being, not a machine, not waste, not rubbish.

Nian Wenxue looked at his daughter-in-law with envy, and at his daughter with resentment. The daughter's completely different attitude towards him and her mother pierced his heart like a sharp sword.

"I still have something to do in the factory, so I'll go back first. On the first day of junior high school, dad will send you to school tomorrow morning."

There is no place for him in this family, Nian Wenxue couldn't stay any longer, found an excuse to leave, and pretended to be a loving father before leaving.

On the first day of the new year, he raised his eyes and looked at his back, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"Mom, eat the can."

Seeing the canned hawthorn, the mother didn't move at all, brought it to her on the first day of the new year, and coaxed her to eat it softly.

The little koi said that there is spiritual power in this water that can cure diseases, and it is best if the mother does not get sick, so she will not die.

"You child, you are so good to your mother, why do you treat your father like an enemy?"

Jiang Xiuru took the bowl and put it on the table. She was reluctant to eat and wanted to keep it for the first day of the junior high school. Looking at the sensible girl, the corners of her eyes were moist, and her nose was sore and uncomfortable.

"Because he doesn't deserve to be my father."

On the first day of the new year, he replied with a cold face, not wanting to mention that man.

"On the first day of junior high school, your father didn't know that we were being bullied." Jiang Xiuru thought of her husband's instructions, and wanted to take this opportunity to persuade her daughter to let go of her prejudices.

On the first day of the new year, he snorted and sneered, lowered his eyelids not to look at the hope in his mother's eyes, turned around and went back to the house, and didn't want to discuss Nian literature at all.

Jiang Xiuru was stunned for a while, then sighed softly, with a wry smile on her face.

When the child grows up, he remembers everything.

In the evening, Nian Wenxue didn't come back. On the first day of the new year, I felt that the air at home was fresh without his presence. I took out Lu Haoting's book and read it for a while.

Looking at these books now, it feels so simple. His eyes fell on the annotations marked by Lu Haoting in the books, his eyes were as gentle as water, and his slender fingers couldn't help brushing those words.

(End of this chapter)