Chapter Seventy-Four: I'm Here to Fetch My Son
However, just when the little guy thought that he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, the scene turned bad again.
"Zhou Meng, look at you, the children are crying, how can you still look like a mother!" Xiao Cheng scolded Zhou Meng.
Zhou Meng's gaze turned to Xiao Qingqing, glared at her fiercely, turned around and walked into the bedroom, slamming the door hard.
"Mom, you too, can you really watch me hungry. ”
Facing his own mother, Xiao Cheng's attitude immediately softened, and he came to Xu Xia's side with a smile, "You also know that it is not easy to raise children, and the salaries of the two of us are ......."
"It's not that my mother won't give you money," Xu Xia snorted coldly, "It's this woman who is hiding from you! The 18,000 bride price she gave her at the beginning, wasn't it all put away by herself?"
"Besides, she's been in charge of the money for so long, can she have nothing left?"
Xiao Cheng had no choice but to give Xu Xia a reluctance.
At the same time, warmth starts at home.
The time when the little guy sent her a message was two hours earlier than the time agreed by the two, and this time she went to Xiao's house again, so she naturally didn't wear ugly makeup.
Walking to the familiar residential area, Wen Wen stopped, raised his head, and his eyes fell on the balcony that had not been cared for for a long time.
Scold.
"Knock-"
"Who?"
Xu Xia impatiently went over to open the door, and as soon as the door opened, she was stunned.
The woman with a delicate face in front of her did not apply powder, but only put red lipstick on her lips, and her aura suddenly became stronger.
The eighteen-centimeter high heels made the warmth of the already tall figure completely taller than Xu Xia.
That's not what surprised her.
This woman's face is so ...... Familiar?
"You...... You are ......"
Although there is not much change in appearance at all, the temperament is completely different.
No one can compare the aura of the workplace elite in front of him with the humble and timid little woman five years ago.
"I haven't seen you for five years, can't you recognize it?" Wen Wen chuckled, hooked his lips slightly, and there was a bit of mockery in his eyes.
"Warmth—"
Xiao Cheng, who rushed over later, subconsciously called out her name.
Xu Xia froze suddenly, and her expression became a little subtle.
She could never have imagined that this woman, who had been kicked out of her house five years earlier, would become so amazing.
But......
She glanced at Warm from head to toe and smiled disdainfully.
The clothes on his body are all famous brands, and he is dressed up so beautifully, he looks like a rich man's junior.
"Warmth, why are you here. Xiao Cheng stepped forward a little urgently, and he had just quarreled with Zhou Meng, and a surprised smile appeared on his face.
It seems that Nuan Wen and his son have already met?
Xu Xia's gaze swept between the two, and finally hugged her arms arrogantly.
"Yo, I thought you were so good out there all these years that you would come back here to seduce my son. Xu Xia looked at the warmth contemptuously, "What's the use of dressing up beautifully." ”
"Mom, don't say that!"
Xiao Cheng hurriedly touched Xu Xia's arm, but his heart blossomed.
He couldn't wait for Xu Xia to scold the warmth as worthless as possible, so that this woman would think how noble she was, and then the lion would open her mouth.
"What's wrong with what I said!" Xu Xia rolled her eyes, "I have been married to you for so long, and I haven't been able to give birth to a son and a half daughter, that is, a hen that doesn't lay eggs, who would marry such a woman?"
"Don't give me any kind kindness, why, are you homeless and running here to ask for take-in?"
Seeing that Xu Xia said very excessively, Xiao Cheng pretended to be embarrassed on his face, "I'm sorry, warm, you know my mother's temperament......"
"Did you misunderstand something?"
Nuan raised the corners of her lips slightly, and took a few steps inside, "I'm here to pick up my son home." ”
In a word, it was like a huge slap on Xu Xia's face.
As he spoke, he beckoned to the little one.
As early as when he heard the sound of the door opening, the little guy already knew, but Xiao Qingqing's mood had just stabilized, and his aunt was talking to those two people again, so he didn't go over.
It's just that......
Listening to what the man said to his aunt becoming more and more excessive, the little guy couldn't help but clench his little fists, and he couldn't wait to rush forward—
No, you cannot.
He was in the midst of a fierce ideological struggle when he saw his aunt waving at him.
Hey!
He hurriedly ran over and hugged his aunt tightly, looking at the nasty grandmother in front of him with a proud face.
Xu Xia's eyes widened.
This- how is this possible!
The little boy I like so much will be a warm son.
followed by the little guy, as well as Xiao Qingqing, who hung down his little head.
Nuan handed the delicate bag in his hand to Xiao Qingqing, "Qingqing, happy birthday." My aunt has visited many stores and thinks this style is still the most suitable for you. ”
Xiao Qingqing carefully took out the contents of the bag - it was an extremely exquisite little pink dress, which was exactly what she liked.
Her eyes were filled with tears.
Grandma gave her a perfunctory gift, and Mom and Dad used her birthday to ask for money, but Auntie, as an outsider, was so attentive.
Wen Wen took the little guy's hand, walked to the door, suddenly stopped, turned around, and pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that you can't give birth to a son, you have to ask your son." ”
As he spoke, he simply led the little guy away.
Isn't this a clear mockery of Xiao Cheng!
What's even more infuriating is that this turned out to be the truth.
Xiao Cheng, who originally thought that he could "continue the frontier" with warmth, was suddenly beaten by this dull stick of reality.
Zhou Meng, who was sulking alone in the room, waited for Xiao Cheng to compromise, but he didn't expect to hear a warm voice.
Damn it!
She slammed open the door and rushed out, and saw Xiao Cheng and Xu Xia sitting sullenly on the sofa, and her daughter was excitedly fiddling with the new skirt.
The anger in her heart had nowhere to vent, and she didn't dare to scold Xiao Cheng and Zhou Meng, so her eyes suddenly turned to her happy daughter.
"Isn't this for you to warm that slut!"
Zhou Meng raised her voice, and her sharp voice made Xiao Qingqing realize that something was wrong, and subconsciously shrank back, "It was the ...... that aunt gave me"
"Bring it!"
Zhou Meng shouted while going up **.
Xiao Qingqing stubbornly protected her skirt, but she was a child, how could she have the strength to snatch the adult?
Tearing it two or three times, the skirt was in Zhou Meng's hands.
Zhou Meng looked at the label, and the four-digit price made her grit her teeth for a while.
That's almost half a month's living expenses for their family! Why can you give away the warmth you want?
She picked up the scissors and cut the skirt like crazy.
"Don't-"
Xiao Qingqing watched his beloved little skirt being cut into rags by his crazy mother, and he was speechless in distress, and cried "wow".
"Zhou Meng, you're enough!"
Xiao Cheng couldn't look at it anymore, and got up to protect the little girl who was crying loudly, "Look at your current appearance, you're a shrew at all!"