In the ward, Widow Zhang was lying on the bed, looking at the man standing at the end of the bed with a smile, and said softly, "Zicong, it's really troublesome for you, you have to come to see me when you're so busy." ”

The man smiled, his voice was a little hoarse, "What did Aunt Zhang say, come and see you, my mother is very good, and you are one of her few good friends." ”

When Widow Zhang heard this, her smiling eyes were gone, "Okay, when I'm ready, I'll go to your house in the future and talk to your mother." ”

"Okay." The man smiled and nodded.

I was standing in the doorway, and all I heard was the movement inside.

Because of the agitation, I put my hand on the doorknob and stopped moving.

At first, my grandparents thought that the doorknob was a little difficult to twist, but after waiting for half a minute, seeing that I was still like that, my grandma couldn't bear it anymore, so she stepped forward and pushed me away, and then pushed the door open, and reprimanded me, "You said that you girl, you open the door so slowly, what's the use of asking you?" ”

At this point, the conversation in the room stopped abruptly, and everyone turned their heads.

I pursed my lips and stood in the doorway, took a deep breath, looked up, and saw the man standing at the end of the bed at a glance.

He, Zhu Zicong.

My husband for eight years.

Finally, in the delivery room, I joined forces with Zhang Qiongyu's mother and daughter to send me to death.

Speaking of hate, it seems that he hates him a little.

When it comes to love, it doesn't seem to have any feelings.

He is a chicken existence to me.

Back then, if it weren't for Widow Zhang's lobbying and arrangement, she arranged for me to have intimate contact with Zhu Zicong, and finally kept whispering in my ear, saying that a woman should follow her first man, and I wouldn't have married him so smoothly.

Later, there were too many trivial things in life, which made us so strange that we could not say a word for half a month.

But after ten years together, I thought that even if there was no love, there would be family affection.

But as a result, this man secretly got involved with my stepsister.

Maybe it wasn't because of love in the first place, but now that I think about it, I don't have a particularly strong hatred.

Of course, it's impossible to like him.

So I only glanced at Zhu Zicong, then quickly lowered my head, walked up to my dad, and shouted, "Dad, Aunt Zhang." ”

It was about my actions that made Widow Zhang understand that she was shy, and she was very happy to call me over, "Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang, you come, my aunt will introduce you to you, this is the son of my aunt's good friend, Zhu Zicong, twenty-two years old this year, Zhou Zheng, and a capable young man, come and come." ”

I hung my head and didn't move, "Dad asked Grandpa to call me, is there something wrong?" ”

My dad seemed to have just woken up, "Ah, it's a little something, Xiao Jiang, you're eighteen years old this year." ”

"It's eighteen." I frowned and glanced at my biological father, "Dad, what's wrong?" ”

"It's not a problem." My dad's expression was a little hesitant, "That's it, do you remember what I told you twenty-nine years ago?" ”

Isn't it just to introduce me to the subject.

I thought that the resolute refusal at the time was enough to dissuade them.

But now, I'm thinking too much.

"I don't remember." In order not to complicate myself, I decided to deny it.

But my dad didn't give up at all, he pointed directly at Zhu Zicong and said with a smile, "At that time, my dad said that he was going to introduce you to a partner, and you just happened to meet you today, so let's get to know each other, Zicong is four or five years older than you, Zhou Zheng, who looks good, has a good temper, and is a rare good man." ”

I turned my head to look back, Zhu Zicong smiled at me gently, his eyes were still as peaceful as in his previous life, and there were no ups and downs in peace.

At first, I thought he had always been like this, but it wasn't until later, when I saw Zhang Qiongyu's appearance when he was leaning on his arms, that I realized that his eyes could also be light.

The memory of the last scene in the delivery room of my previous life suddenly came to me, and I turned my head as if I had been stung and said loudly, "Dad, do you know what you're doing?" You tricked me here just to introduce me to someone? No, I don't want to. ”

My dad's smile froze on his face, and his tone became stern, "Shen Jiang, don't go too far, Zicong is a good boy, where is he not worthy of you?" How are you going to resist this? ”

"It has nothing to do with whether I am worthy or not, I am still in school, I am still underage, I don't want to get married, and I don't want to fall in love." I said coldly.

My father's face softened, but his tone was still so cold and hard, "Then you can get to know Zicong first, be friends, and then get married when you are an adult." ”

"......" I was completely speechless, "does Dad think that my life should be arranged and controlled by you?" Whoever you ask me to marry, I will marry? It's ridiculous. ”

"Shouldn't it? I'm your dad! My dad roared, "You are my child, you have half of my blood in your body, who do you marry, can't I still call the shots?" ”

"You also said that I only shed half of your blood, and the other half still has my mother, why do you have full control over my life." My temper also came up, and I quarreled with my father, "Besides, I am also a personality with my own thoughts, why should I be manipulated by others." ”

"Just because I'm your dad! Without me, you wouldn't be in this world! My dad got more and more excited.

"You're my dad?" I suddenly smiled disdainfully, "Have you done your duty as a father?" Did you raise me? Did you pay my tuition? Did you buy me clothes? No, all your money is used to buy clothes for others and pay for tuition, and you are not worthy of being my father at all, so you are not worthy of being in charge of my life. ”

"You ......" My dad's face turned blue with anger, and suddenly he raised his hand, and a slap fell on my face.

Crisp, reverberating.

My grandfather and my grandmother were stunned, Widow Zhang was lying on the bed trying to suppress the smile on the corner of her mouth, and Zhu Zicong's eyes condensed some unhappiness.

"Uncle Shen." After a while, he said very calmly, "This kind of thing can't be forced, Miss Shen Jiang doesn't like it, she doesn't like it, the twisted melon is not sweet, and I Zhu Zicong doesn't have to be her." ”

"Zicong." My dad was still a little guilty in his eyes just now, and as soon as Zhu Zicong spoke, he became panicked, "Shen Jiang, this kid is just a little stubborn, it's not that she doesn't like you, she's used to singing against me, and she doesn't want to do anything to my wish, she's like this, still young, and ignorant." ”

After that, my dad gave me a look.

I ignored him, stood up, and looked at my grandfather solemnly, "Grandpa, you just told me that Dad called me over to apologize to me, I have been waiting for this apology since I entered the door, but I waited and waited, but I only waited for a slap, grandpa, don't you explain it to me?" ”

My grandfather came back to his senses at this time, looked at me dumbfounded, and muttered, "Little girl, I really don't know...... Didn't know this was going to happen......"

He wanted to say something more, but my grandmother pulled him and didn't speak again.

I sneered, and my eyes inadvertently fell on Zhu Zicong's face, and I found that he was looking in the direction of the door, and there was a faint light in his eyes.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw Zhang Qiongyu standing at the door of the ward with tears in her eyes.

At that moment, I had some understanding, and some suddenly realized.

"Mom, Dad." As soon as Zhang Qiongyu walked in, she cried and threw herself into my father's arms, "Dad, I listened to you just now, and I went to call Sister Xiaojiang to come, but ...... But she actually pushed me to the ground, I don't know why Sister Xiao Jiang did this to me...... Why ......"

My dad raised his head, glared at me angrily, and said angrily, "Shen Jiang, how can you do this to Qiongyu!" Even if you're not happy with me, you shouldn't bully Qiongyu, she's younger than you! ”

I glanced at Zhu Zicong, who was standing at the end of the bed, although he didn't speak, but his eyes were already flashing with pity, and suddenly he couldn't help but laugh.

"Laugh, you still have a smile on your face!" My father's angry face turned blue, "Shen Jiang, your heart is getting more and more poisonous now, and you are getting more and more ruthless, and you are no longer the daughter I know." ”

"You're not the dad I know anymore." I resisted the sourness that surged into my throat and yelled, "My dad never beat me before, he would buy me good food, and he would hug me and my sister when he came home, but you are now, look at your current appearance, you are not the father I know anymore." ”

With that, I strode out of the room.

As soon as I walked to the door, my dad called out to me, "Shen Jiang, do you really want to be so ruthless?" ”

I know that what he said is ruthless, not because I have a ruthless attitude towards him, but because I didn't listen to him and went on a blind date with Zhu Zicong, which would lead to him not getting the job he wanted.

"Yes, that's the same heartlessness." I looked up at the sky and blinked the tears in my eyes, "You don't want to sell me for a job, if you want to sell, sell the daughter you are holding in your arms." ”

With that, I pushed open the door and strode out.

Suddenly, my dad stood up, walked over quickly, and grabbed my arm.

I tried to struggle, but I couldn't move, so I turned my head and stared at him hatefully, "Let go of me." ”

My dad ignored me, but looked at Zhu Zicong and said a little apologetically, "I'm really sorry, Zicong, I have something to deal with at home now." ”

"It's okay uncle." Zhu Zicong smiled understandingly, "Then I'll go back first." ”

"Qiongyu, you send a send." My dad shouted casually.

Zhang Qiongyu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, smiled at Zhu Zicong, bypassed me, and sent him out of the ward.

With a straight face, I watched the two of them talk and laugh and gradually drift away, and I felt a little inexplicable in my heart.

Suddenly, my dad spoke, "Shen Jiang, why don't you want to help me?" Even if it's just for you to meet him and talk a few words, in order for me to have a job, can't you? Is it that hard? With no job, no salary, how can I earn money to support my family? I can't even afford to pay for the maintenance of your sisters, is this kind of life really good? Don't you want me to make money? ”

It was as if he was making money all for the sake of flowers for our sisters.

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