Hearing Zhang Lingling say such words, I felt a little regretful and afraid, if it was really as she said, then this family was really enough. The father can use a knife to cut his daughter, and the daughter will scold the father and beat the father. What kind of family is this?

After Zhang Lingling finished speaking, seeing that I didn't speak, she suddenly asked: "Auntie, do you want to get a certificate with my father?" Maybe Zhang Xu didn't tell her about our certificate, so she asked like this.

"Yes, of course I'm with your dad to get married." I say. Because I didn't want to tell her that we had received a marriage certificate, I was afraid that she would complain about her father Zhang Xu. After finishing speaking, I seem to understand, Zhang Lingling said so many bad things about her father to me, didn't she want me and her father to get a marriage certificate? But what was she afraid of? Her father and I got a marriage certificate, and it won't affect her.

After listening to what I said, Zhang Lingling did not express her position and did not say anything else. I asked again: "Lingling, don't you really want your dad to remarry your mom?" "So I am still a little worried about asking like this, I am afraid that there will be something involved between them, because after all, they have such a big daughter, and looking at Lingling's meaning, they don't like the way I and Zhang Xu are together.

Zhang Lingling said affirmatively: "No, my mother has a boyfriend now." My mom is fine now. "As soon as I heard Zhang Lingling say such things, I was relieved.

This is the first time that Zhang Lingling and I have said so many words face to face together. After saying these words, Zhang Lingling stood up and said, "Auntie, I'm leaving." ”

I hurriedly said, "Let's go after dinner, Lingling?" Your dad hasn't come back yet, and he misses you. ”

"Forget it, if he missed me, he shouldn't have abandoned my mother in the first place, and the moment he abandoned my mother, he would no longer be my father." Zhang Lingling actually said such a thing.

Hearing the little girl say such things, I could feel the hurt she had suffered in the first place. Suddenly I remembered my son. Is my son thinking the same way as hers? Does my son hate us too? Although my divorce from my ex-husband is not because of who betrayed whom, the divorce must also have a big impact on the children, right? Thinking of this, my heart is also quite sad. For the first time, I felt how sorry I was for my child.

Although my heart was not comfortable, I still comforted Zhang Lingling a few words: "Lingling, you may not understand the things between your parents, but no matter how you are, he is your father, even if you are divorced, you are still his daughter, maybe he doesn't love your mother anymore, but his love for you will not change." These words were not only said to Zhang Lingling, but perhaps also to my own son.

After Zhang Lingling listened to what I said, she said to me, "Auntie, I'm really leaving." Good bye. With that, he had already walked out of the door.

I followed her and escorted her to the gate. Again, she said, "Goodbye, Auntie." ”

I also said, "Goodbye, Lingling, remember to come back to see your dad more often, your dad misses you very much." ”

"I see."

I didn't go back to the house immediately, but kept watching Zhang Lingling's background disappear from my sight.

Zhang Lingling is now living with her boyfriend. She only came back occasionally to live with her mother, and her mother's place was not far from us, in the neighboring village, ten minutes walk away. Zhang Lingling also walked back. In the past, when Zhang Xu was at home, he used to ride a motorcycle to take her to her mother.

After sending Zhang Lingling away, when I returned to the house, I was also sullen and unhappy. Thinking of my son, is he also suffering psychologically like Zhang Lingling? Although he has never shown it like Zhang Lingling, is it because he is a boy and likes to hide something in his heart?

But things have come to this point, and it's useless to think about anything. On the surface, my son is quite sunny. I comforted myself, and in order not to think about unhappy things, I started to go to the kitchen to cook.

Because in the past, when Zhang Xu and I were resting, I would invite Zhang Xu's parents to come to the house for dinner, so today is no exception, although Zhang Xu went out to help others, he may not come back to eat at noon, but he still has to come back in the evening. So I decided to invite his parents over for dinner in the evening.

But now I have changed my mind, I want to let his parents come over at noon, anyway, it's not interesting for me to eat alone, they are also old, and they usually cook at a time, and they don't like to be too troublesome.

Now that I'm at home, let's let them come over early and talk together. I know they still like to come to me. Because every time they invite them over, they are very happy.

With that in mind, I went to the kitchen and got to work. Zhang Xu's mother likes to eat the pancakes I baked, so I first reconciled the noodles and woke up there, and then I started picking vegetables, washing and cutting the vegetables, and I called Zhang Xu's mother.

The call was answered by Zhang Xu's father, and before I could speak, Zhang Xu's father asked, "Wen Li, is there something wrong?" Because Zhang Xu's father knew that this was my phone number, he spoke first before I could speak.

"Dad, will you and Mom come here for dinner?"

"It's hard to rest, don't bother, your mother and I can eat at home." Even though they came to eat with us every Sunday, they still had a polite word with me.

"Don't bother, I'm ready, you're here, you're almost ready to eat, you guys come over quickly."

"Okay, then we'll get there." Zhang Xu's father was no longer polite, and agreed very happily.

They live in Zhang Xu's eldest brother's house, and although they live there, they don't eat with them, they all eat their own food. Zhang Xu's eldest brother and we are from the same village, and he lives behind us, not far from our home. Every time he came to our house, Zhang Xu's father rode an electric tricycle with Zhang Xu's mother, so he would arrive soon.

Although Zhang Xu's father is eighty years old, he is still in good health, and he usually rides a tricycle out for a walk when he has nothing to do. Zhang Xu's mother is also in good health, but her ears are a little deaf and her legs hurt a little, but it is not a big problem, but because of the leg pain, she usually doesn't like to go out.

After I hung up Zhang Xu's father's phone, I started to go to the kitchen to cook cakes and stir-fry.

Within a few minutes, Zhang Xu's father and mother arrived. I heard the door open, so I quickly wiped my hands and went out to pick them up.

Zhang Xu's house is the kind of iron gate, which is open left and right, and there is a slide, probably because the gate is too long, so the slide is also a little astringent, not too easy to open, and it takes a lot of effort to open.

I was afraid that they would be too old to open the door, so I ran out to pick them up as soon as I heard the sound.

I forcefully opened the gate and let Zhang Xu's father and mother into the house, and I pushed Zhang Xu's father's tricycle to the yard to find a place to park it.