Chapter 38: Jiang's mother is a drama spirit

Gu Xiang said: "He should be busy." ”

"Should?" Hearing this, Mother Jiang frowned. She looked at Gu Xiang and snorted, "Do you think you don't even know what your husband is busy with?" ”

Gu Xiang was stunned for a moment, this, she really didn't know.

She hadn't contacted Jiang Chi in the past two days, and Jiang Chi hadn't contacted her either.

Isn't it normal for the two to have no emotional foundation in the first place, so they get busy and don't contact each other?

Gu Xiang said: "He has a lot of things, and I don't want to disturb him." ”

"What's that call an interruption?" Mother Jiang was a little unhappy, "Since you are married to him, you should know what he is doing, if he doesn't come home, you will call him." If the husband and wife don't contact each other, no one cares about anyone, they know their jobs one day, how will they have children in the future? Grandpa's biggest expectation is that the two of you will be together and marry you in, but it is not that you will not do anything every day. ”

Jiang Chi's mother was a first-class beauty when she was young, and even now, when she speaks, even if she complains, it is that kind of gentleness and gentleness, which makes you unable to get angry at all.

Gu Xiang felt that she seemed to be quite dissatisfied with herself.

As a result, as soon as she heard that she let herself and Jiang Chi have a child, her whole head became big.

At the beginning, he just asked her to marry, but he didn't say that he wanted her to give birth to Jiang Chi!

If you really give birth to Jiang Chi, this loss will be very great.

Gu Xiang was thinking about it in his heart, but when he saw Mother Jiang staring at her, he said with some hatred: "What are you still sitting there for, call him!" Let him come back quickly. ”

"......" Gu Xiang was speechless, so he could only pick up his mobile phone and make a call.

It was hands-free, the phone was connected, and Jiang Chi's voice said, "What's the matter?" ”

Receiving Gu Xiang's call, he didn't seem very happy.

He seemed to be still angry about what had happened that day.

Gu Xiang didn't want to call him either.

But his mother is here.

She couldn't help it.

She said, "I'm at home now, my mom is too, and she asked me to ask when you'll be back." ”

"Not available." Jiang Chi said: "You accompany her to have a meal and talk, so be it, I still have something to do, hang up." ”

It looks so cold that it's going to die!

Jiang Chi was about to hang up the phone, but he heard Jiang's mother on the other side suddenly holding a handkerchief, covering her mouth and coughing.

Hearing this, Jiang Chi frowned, "Mom, are you sick?" ”

Mother Jiang said: "It's okay, it's a small problem, it's not serious, you are busy with yours, don't worry about me." Anyway, you're all busy, don't worry about me as an old woman. ”

She sounded like she was complaining, and she was coquettish.

When Jiang Chi heard this, he was very helpless, "Okay, I'll come back to see you later." ”

He hasn't come to see his mother for a few days, and now that his mother is sick again, he is still quite worried.

Hearing that he was coming back, Gu Xiang hung up the phone.

As soon as the phone hung up, Jiang's mother stopped coughing.

So she was acting just now?

The point is that Gu Xiang almost believed that she was really sick.

She stared at Mother Jiang, and Mother Jiang also noticed that Gu Xiang was looking at her.

Mother Jiang, who was very face-saving, immediately straightened her face and said, "What do you think I do?" Like you, stupid, you think you can call him back? Since you are married to Jiang Chi, you should put more thought into him. ”

"......" Gu Xiang didn't know what to say.

The aunt at home poured tea for her, "Young grandma." ”

"Thank you." Gu Xiang picked up the tea and took two sips, trying to hide the embarrassing atmosphere.

But I heard Jiang's mother say: "You and Jiang Chi don't have a round house yet, right?" ”

(Uh, good night!) It's Friday again. Everyone's go to bed early, Momoda)