Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 3
"Ah, let's go now? Isn't tomorrow the weekend, and now you have to go back to work?" Lin Qiong, who was concentrating on arguing with his wife, turned around and grabbed her son with a look of reluctance.

Wei Xuan replied: "There will be an inspection tomorrow morning, it will be more convenient for me to stay in the dormitory."

"What about that night, can you go home for dinner?" After finally seeing her son, she was about to leave without saying a word, how could a mother be willing to do so.

"I'll try my best." Wei Xuan nodded.

"Go to Xiao Song's house if you have time, don't come back." Wei Changkong reiterated.

"Old man, if you tell my son not to go home, I will never end with you!"

Seeing that the two were arguing again, Wei Xuan hurriedly left the house wisely.The moment the door was closed, Wei Xuan involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.

If he had known that going home would cause them to quarrel, he would not have come back.If his father hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten that he still had a "wife", a "wife" who had only met twice today.

As Lin Qiong said, Wei Changkong faced a lot of risks when he underwent heart bypass surgery a year ago. Before the operation, he asked Wei Xuan to marry Song Zhiwei, the daughter of his former comrade-in-arms, and fulfilled his wish.In order not to affect his father's condition, Wei Xuan agreed, but this was just a plan for him and Lin Qiong to delay the battle. They married Song Zhiwei temporarily, and after Wei Changkong recovered, they divorced on the grounds that they had no relationship.

This marriage itself is just a smoke screen, and it will be dissolved when the time is right, so Wei Xuan didn't take it to heart at all, and Song Zhiwei's existence didn't matter to him.

But judging by his father's reaction today, the only way to get a divorce is to ask the woman to propose it.

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"Ah!" Song Zhiwei, who fell asleep on the table, woke up from the sneeze. She rubbed her stiff arm, and it was already dawn.

Stretching, she didn't wake up the male nurse who was still sleeping on the single bed, quietly walked out of the duty room, went to the bathroom to tidy her appearance, and it was time to start the day shift in an hour.

Fortunately, there was no emergency last night, she fell asleep in the middle of the night, and she is in good spirits now.

Make a cup of coffee, another busy day.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Song Zhiwei did not return home.This one-unit apartment was bought by her with all her savings the year before last, and she paid a lot of monthly payments every month.Although it is hard work, only with a house can we gain a foothold in this city, which means that we will no longer wander.

She usually lives alone, but now when she opens the door, the lights in the house are on.

"Weiwei, you're back, have you eaten yet? Mom made your favorite dish, come and try it." A short, fat middle-aged woman wearing an apron was serving food to the table when she saw Song Zhiwei coming in. Immediately greeted with a smile on his face.

"Mom?" Song Zhiwei was taken aback, "When did you come, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"You child is still talking about me. I called you a few times and you didn't answer, so I had to wait for you at home." He Yuxiu complained to her daughter, urging her to hurry up for dinner.

Song Zhiwei was so hungry that she smelled the aroma of the food and didn't care to say anything. After washing her hands, she sat down and wolfed it down, and said vaguely while eating: "Oh, I forgot to turn the phone on silent, but today I'm busy and don't have time to answer the phone."

"You, how many times has my mother told you that it is better to be married than to be a good woman. You are so old, why don't you hurry up and find someone to marry, you really want to be an old girl for the rest of your life. By the way, there is a woman in your aunt's town The doctor just got divorced, and although he is a little older, his income is pretty good." He Yuxiu couldn't help nagging at the mention of her daughter's life-long event.

Objectively speaking, despite her short stature and rough skin, He Yuxiu's facial features are still very delicate. It can be seen that she was also a beauty when she was young. Song Zhiwei's appearance followed her, not stunning enough, but quite delicate.In terms of height, Song Zhiwei followed her father. She is not tall, but her proportions are very good. The proportion of 8 heads and body abruptly turned 1 meters into 63 meters. In addition, her skin has inherited her grandmother's fair and delicate skin. On the whole, Song Zhiwei is definitely the type that many men like.

"Mom." Song Zhiwei didn't want to listen to these clichés, so she interrupted directly, "Tell me, are you here to hide from my debts again this time?"

"What about avoiding debts? It's so ugly. Can't mom come and see you?" He Yuxiu rolled her eyes at Song Zhiwei and said feigned anger.

Munching vegetables, Song Zhiwei pointed to the big cloth bag by the corner, and said mercilessly: "You even brought your luggage, and you plan to hide from the limelight with me? Don't deny it, you are my mother." , I know what shit you're going to do when you poke your ass."

"Bah, bah, bah, why are you talking so rudely as a girl, no wonder you can't get married now." He Yuxiu pinched Song Zhiwei's arm fiercely, and taught her a lesson.

"Oh, you're so ruthless, am I your own!" Song Zhiwei yelled exaggeratedly.

"Stop talking to me, hurry up and eat." He Yuxiu rolled up her sleeves while talking, and began to tidy up the house.

"Mom, don't you want to eat?"

"I've eaten." He Yuxiu muttered while tidying up, "Look at the mess in your room, clothes and shoes are thrown around, the trash can is not covered with a pocket, and the dust on the cabinet is as thick as your finger. gone."

"Mom, can you wait until I finish eating before cleaning, you've made the whole room full of dust, how can I eat?" Song Zhiwei protested as she stood up with a rice bowl in her hand.

"Then you stand in the kitchen and eat." He Yuxiu turned around the room like a spinning top, neatly cleaning up the mess in the room.

Song Zhiwei looked at her mother's busy figure while eating rice, with mixed feelings in her heart: Mom is a good mother, but it's a pity that she has another purpose.But she won't ask, otherwise she will be asked to "wipe his ass" for that brat.

After dinner, Song Zhiwei went to take a shower, and when she came out, she heard He Yuxiu calling in a low voice.

"Where does Mom have any money? Didn't I give you all before I left, and it was used up so quickly? Your sister? I'm with your sister, but Mom dare not mention it to her. You forgot the last time she sent such a Got a big temper? And said that if you gamble again, your hand will be cut off! It’s not like you don’t know your sister’s temper, if she knows that you owe another gambling debt, she might really kill you. "

Song Zhiwei's face was gloomy, and she knew that the kid must have owed a big debt again, and the creditor chased him home, forcing the two mother and son to go out to hide the debt.

She really wanted to get angry, but she was so tired that her eyelids couldn't hold it anymore.Forget it, no matter how much you scold them, she won't listen, so she went to sleep.

The door was closed with a "bang", she fell asleep on the bed without even blowing her hair.

(End of this chapter)