"Now, are you going to be vexatious? Do you still think you've done nothing wrong?"

"What did I do wrong?" Tian Sangsang asked coldly, his eyes slightly red.

Jiang Jinghuai didn't expect to make her cry.

In the end, he sat helplessly on the bed, gently pressed her shoulder with one hand, and whispered: "Don't do this again, okay? She is in very poor health now, and people who already have heart disease have been hit hard by tossing like this. I'm going back to the army tomorrow, and I hope you're all okay before I go. ”

Tian Sang Saun took his hand away and looked at him coldly: "Could it be that I hit her with my car? What does it have to do with me like this? I neither drove into her nor let her run out." She was going to run out on her own, and she wanted to push it on my head if something happened, right? I tell you, I won't carry this black cauldron!"

"Why did she run out?" Jiang Jinghuai's eyes sank, and he almost gritted his teeth: "Because you vomited." ”

"Have you ever wondered why I'm throwing up?

He was stunned by her question.

"But it doesn't matter anymore. Tian Sangsang shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and stood opposite him, "From the beginning, your mother has never accepted me." I'll tell you directly, I don't like her, just as she doesn't like me. Let me apologize to her, it's not possible in my life! I've had enough of her!"

"Before you came to the capital, you didn't tell me that your mother didn't like me like this, if you did, why would I humiliate myself and come to her? I wouldn't come to the capital with you at all!" She thought at the time that she could let go of that pride and compromise for his sake...... But the ending is not satisfactory, and compromise does not bring respect.

Her husband, in particular, was definitely more worried about his mother's body than hers.

Jiang Jinghuai was silent, his eyes darkened, and he asked for a while: "Do you think you have been wronged by marrying me?"

"That's right. Tian Sangsang looked at him mercilessly: "The thing I regret the most in my life is that I married you." If it weren't for words, I wouldn't have been able to marry you. ”

"I should have understood that you never had me in your heart. I regret marrying me, you want to marry Zhao Chun, do you?" His hand clenched into a fist, extreme anger and extreme injury had washed away his reason, and he glanced her up and down: "But you don't look at yourself, huh...... In your words, second-hand. As a second-hand item, he will rarely ask for you?"

"How can you say such a thing?" she shuddered and pointed at him in disbelief: "You give me the river Jinghuai." Bastard, shameless...... I don't want to see you again. ”

"This is my home, where do you want me to go?"

"Then I'll get out of here. She stepped aside, took off her pajamas and changed her clothes, and rushed out the door. Running down the stairs, tears could no longer be suppressed. This is a man? There is no good man in the world. Throw it away when it's used up, throw it away when you're tired of it, they all say that it's a seven-year itch, and she became a second-hand product before seven years arrived, and she still carried two drag oil bottles.

Sure enough, what is said is right, girlfriends will be centrifuged, men will change their minds, only RMB, as long as you respect it, it will never abandon you, and it will never betray you for the rest of your life.

It's much more reliable than men!

**

Tian Sangsang hugged himself and squatted in the corner of the street in despair, silently shedding tears.

She and Jiang Jinghuai have come to this point, who is to blame? In fact, she herself is also responsible.

Suddenly, my stomach hurt.

She stood up in fear, her hand resting lightly there.

Only when she thinks of her children does her heart warm. She had already thought about it, she would never go back to the Jiang family again, she couldn't stand the oppressive environment. As for Jiang Jinghuai, he has children, he is dispensable, and besides, she is dead to him now.

Regardless of whether she and he divorced or not, the child must belong to her, and she must also find a way to take Meng Shuyan over. It was born by herself, and although she didn't experience it herself, she remembered it as before. How could she give the child away for nothing? But Meng Shuyan was already sensible, and if she rashly started a battle, it might cause damage to his psychology, and she couldn't make it too obvious. In fact, many people's personalities originate from their surroundings, including the family environment and the social environment. Especially the home environment, which occupies a large proportion. A habit of a parent can affect a child. As a parent, you have a responsibility not to casually do something inappropriate in front of your children.

Thinking about it this way, she felt even more sorry for Meng Shuyan. She remembered that in this marriage with Jiang Jinghuai, there was no end to the separation and reunion, and it was time to make a break and cut through the mess.

Tian Sangsang wiped his tears, took out the mirror to look at it, and tidied up his appearance.

If the eyes are red, it will be terrible to be seen by Grandma Tian and Aunt Tian. Yesterday, both of them said that they would take her to Jiang's house to ask for an explanation, but the loud one said that she was stopped by her. Ye Jueyi is sick, and she will not lack virtue to make trouble when others are sick. When a person with a bad heart is excited, it is not easy to clean up, and when the time comes, she just has no pot on her back, and she also carries a pot hard.

It used to be a virtual pot, but at that time it was a real pot, can it be compared?

Grandma Tian is recuperating, although she always says that she doesn't need to raise it, she is always idle, and she has to do this and that. Aunt Tian couldn't stay idle, and she was bored when she had nothing to do. So, when Tian Sangsang was doing business, he let her also watch from the first floor.

Aunt Tian looked at the women who came and went, whether they were young or about the same age as her, they were all dressed up fashionably. Compared to them, she couldn't even raise her head, but she was curious and kept watching quietly.

Seeing this, her psychology has changed. In the past, she lived in that small village, and the contact area was too small, and there was no transition in the middle, so she suddenly went to the upper floor to take a look. She looked at her niece Tian Sangsang, introduced the product, smiling, she was beautiful and not kitsch, she had a bookish atmosphere, and the other people were also elegant and decent, this is the world she has never been exposed to.

In the afternoon, I looked at the time, and it was almost five o'clock.

Tian Sangsang picked up the bag, explained it, and hurried out.

When she arrived in front of the Cultural Palace where her son was, her heart suddenly burst and she slowly stopped.

The driver, Uncle Wang, stood in front of the car, and Jiang Jinghuai held Meng Shuyan.

Seeing her, a dark light flashed through Jiang Jinghuai's deep eyes.

"Yanyan, you go back with Uncle Wang first, and I'll talk to your mother. He touched his little head and said it was inevitable.