After Zhou Qingmiao left the hospital ward, Jiang Tingting looked at her back as she left gracefully, her eyes were full of envy, not envious of her beauty, but young and energetic!

This young and beautiful girl probably hasn't started a family yet, she doesn't have to worry about the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea at home, and her whole energy is not stumped by the trivial matters of goosebumps and garlic, and she is busy in front of the smoke stove all day long, looking dull and greasy.

Therefore, the eyebrows are still smart and sprinkled, and the face can always be filled with youthful beauty, innocent and romantic smile, as if you never know the taste of trouble, and the biggest worry is to wear that dress when you go out.

It's good to be young!

Jiang Tingting remembered that before getting married, she was still thinking angrily that she would leave the house one day, so that her parents who didn't value her would regret it, and her parents regretted that she didn't know, but at this moment, she missed the unrestrained days when she was a girl.

Although my parents are patriarchal, and there is endless work at home, which is very tiring, they also have their own unremitting efforts to achieve goals and endless energy.

Instead of being as tired as she is now, sighing like an old man in her twilight years, she looks down on herself like this, and wants to give herself a few ear scrapers.

She lay on her back on the hospital bed, staring at the pale ceiling in a daze, thinking about what to do with the mess in her home.

Jiang Tingting didn't think about it for too long, and then left, the clothes on her body were already soaked, it was the clean clothes that the kind girls had changed for her just now, she remembered that in addition to the clothes, she still had medical expenses that had not been returned to the other party, and she was slightly annoyed.

She should have asked the other party's home address just now, but fortunately she remembered the girl's name, since the girl knew Jiang Tianjiao, it shouldn't be difficult to find it.

……

Jiang Tingting returned to the family building, her long hair, wet and embarrassed appearance attracted the attention of many family members, as well as worried and gossipy eyes.

"Tingting, what's wrong with you? How can hair be wet? ”

"yes, a change of clothes? What is this for? ”

"I dislike that it was a girl who was born, I didn't take good care of the child, and I blame my sister who just came back." Some people are yin and yang and sarcastic.

Jiang Tingting replied maliciously in the face of kindness: "I accidentally fell into the river and was rescued by a kind aunt." ”

As he spoke, he didn't care about other people's eyes and discussions, knocked on the door, and it was Zhao's mother who opened the door, and when she saw Jiang Tingting, she scolded her bloody.

"Mengzi married you, it's really a blood mold that has poured eight lifetimes!"

"What's crazy about all day? have lost the face of our Zhao family! ”

"It's really a sin to have a daughter-in-law like you, just a hen who can't lay eggs, it's not as good as Tianjiao to be well-behaved and obedient, and she can make meritorious contributions to our family!" What she wanted to say was that she could give birth to a grandson for their Zhao family, but she was afraid that the wall would have ears, but she didn't say it.

Jiang Tingting wiped the spit Xingzi that splashed on Zhao's face when Zhao's mother spoke, and at the same time was unusually calm, and looked at her twin sister Jiang Tianjiao, who looked exactly like her behind Zhao's mother.

Originally, Jiang Tianjiao was still a little worried about her and had a somewhat guilty look on her, but because Zhao's mother scolded her and stepped on her to support her, Jiang Tianjiao was a little flattered on his face, he couldn't suppress a happy smile, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, maybe she didn't notice the little smugness on her face.

I felt that I shouldn't laugh at my sister like this, for fear that I would show too many inappropriate emotions, so I hurriedly lowered my head to cover it up, hiding the expression on my face, and it was the same stuffy gourd appearance before.

(End of chapter)