Ming Jing and Yang Wu looked at each other for a while, and then they said dryly.

"When the time comes, let Aunt Mei invite Mrs. Jiang over, Mom, you are so smart and you should know Song Zhifeng's plan if you talk casually." Song Jiaojiao thought about everything.

Ming Jing looked at Yang Wu and felt that this method was not impossible, but it seemed a little embarrassing to let a cold person like her go to contact Mrs. Jiang.

Song Jiaojiao knew at a glance what Ming Jing was thinking, and said, "Mrs. Jiang has wanted to come to our house for a long time, but the old grandfather didn't let her come, and tomorrow Aunt Mei will say that she wants to make some small clothes for the younger brothers and sisters in her belly, and one reason is enough for her to come to the door, and it won't be strange that you are inquiring at that time."

Ming Jing nodded, and in the evening Ming Jing told Aunt Mei to invite Mrs. Jiang over tomorrow.

Although Aunt Mei was strange, she didn't ask much, nodded and promised to bring it to Mrs. Jiang tomorrow.

After eating, the good husband helped Ming Jing out again, Yang Wu sat on the sofa and looked at Song Jiaojiao who was paralyzed on the sofa like a stall of water.

Suddenly, he said, "What do you think? Your mother is not in the right state now, you let her deal with Song Zhifeng's affairs, okay?"

"Absolutely." Song Jiaojiao slumped on the sofa, watching Aunt Mei and Old Man Xie playing chess by the window.

"My mom is just having some prenatal depression now, and I've been observing her for almost a month, and I found that she is mainly because she feels that she is too useless now and has fallen into self-doubt."

"What! Ming Jing is so good, and you still think it's useless?" Yang Wu feels that there is no reason in this world, and people like Ming Jing are still dissatisfied with themselves, and even cause depression, so what should ordinary people like them do?

"Aunt calm!" Song Jiaojiao waved her hand to signal Yang Wu, who was about to go crazy, to calm down.

"My mom is like this, and my dad and I (here referring to Xie Bihe) are also responsible, because my dad is too good, and I don't grow up to be as slimy as when I was a child.

In the past, my mother was busy with her career, and when she was successful in her career, she naturally didn't feel that she was useless, but now isn't she going home? I can't talk about my dad's work.

My business has just begun, and my mom is not very interested in this kind of thing, people are stressed and bored, so it is easy to think about depression."

"You mean your mom is a little too idle?" Yang Wu's expression was a little indescribable.

Song Jiaojiao took a breath, she didn't dare to say.

Prenatal depression exists, but it can also be transferred, Mingjing's depression is not very obvious, her performance is mainly a little restless, Song Jiaojiao wants to find something for her to do, maybe she won't be depressed.

And Song Zhifeng has a grudge against them, if Song Zhifeng really does something out of the ordinary, just let Ming Jing teach him a lesson, and maybe he can cure Ming Jing's depression.

Yang Wu could only give Song Jiaojiao a thumbs up, and she took it!

Aunt Mei quickly told Mrs. Jiang that when Song Jiaojiao came back from school the next day, Mrs. Jiang was sitting on the sofa chatting with Aunt Mei with a smile.

Ming Jing sat on the side and would say two sentences from time to time, and the whole looked very harmonious.

Song Jiaojiao said hello obediently and was about to go upstairs, but Mrs. Jiang immediately praised: "You see that your children are obedient, their grades are good, and they are beautiful and lovely.

Where is it like my bastard, if you don't study hard all day, you don't know what your son is these two days, and you don't go home after school, and you can't find anyone."

Song Jiaojiao tilted her head, Jiang Erdan couldn't find anyone, it seemed that he was collecting evidence and exposing Song Zhifeng's true face.

Song Jiaojiao didn't care too much, went upstairs and continued to sort out her entrepreneurial plan.

Sure enough, after Mrs. Jiang came, Ming Jing's mentality really changed a lot, because Mrs. Jiang's daughter was getting married, and she was busy with a lot of things every day, so she could only take time to come over in the afternoon to talk to Aunt Mei and them.

Ming Jing also knew from Mrs. Jiang that Jiang Xin was indeed going to marry Song Zhifeng.

"That person's name is Song Zhifeng?" Ming Jing said lightly.

"yes. is still Jiang Xin's classmate. "Mrs. Jiang has been with Ming Jing and Xie Bihe

got married, and after knowing that her daughter didn't have a chance, she immediately began to please Ming Jing.

Even if you can't have a good relationship with Ming Jing, you can't let Ming Jing retaliate.

Those who know the times are vividly cashed out in Mrs. Jiang.

"Then he's not too young, right?" Ming Jing's eyes flashed. Z.br>

He said that when he went to the countryside, he didn't meet a suitable one, so he was delayed, and now he is in his early 30s, and he has been assigned to work in a newspaper office." Mrs. Jiang shook Song Zhifeng's situation to the bottom without the slightest defense.

"That's really a coincidence, my ex-husband's name is Song Zhifeng." : Ming Jing smiled coolly.

"This..." Mrs. Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then the whole person was very embarrassed.

Aunt Mei smiled and said, "That's really fate."

Mrs. Jiang smiled dryly, and within a few minutes, Mrs. Jiang couldn't sit still and made an excuse to go home.

Jiang Xin also happened to get off work and entered the house with Song Zhifeng.

"Mom, are you at home?" Jiang Xin said hello and pulled Song Zhifeng to sit on the sofa.

Song Zhifeng has also been here a lot recently, so naturally he was not as restrained as he was at the beginning, and sat on the sofa with Jiang Xin.

The man greeted Mrs. Jiang like a dog.

As soon as Mrs. Jiang saw Song Zhifeng, she immediately thought that this guy had concealed the fact of divorce, and as soon as she was angry, she immediately said loudly, "Kneel down for me!"

After saying that, I realized that I was saying this sentence without a point. Mrs. Jiang immediately added, "Song Zhifeng, you kneel down for me."

Song Zhifeng's face changed greatly, and Jiang Xin also jumped up from the sofa and said, "Mom? What are you doing? Where did Zhifeng upset you?"

"What upsets me!" Mrs. Jiang jumped so high that she couldn't help but raise her voice when she looked at her stupid daughter who was dazed, "Song Zhifeng, let me ask you, are you really not married? Your ex-wife is still quiet!"

"What! Really?" Jiang Xin almost jumped up, turned to him, and questioned Song Zhifeng, who was blocking behind him at the beginning.

"This ......" Song Zhifeng's face turned pale, and the sweat on his forehead kept flowing down his forehead.

These days, he has been avoiding Mingjing's family, just thinking that Mingjing can't pierce himself on the day of marriage, and when the time comes, he has become the son-in-law of the Jiang family, and they can only break their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs when they are unhappy.

I didn't expect Mrs. Jiang to suddenly know her secret, could it be that Song Jiaojiao said it?

Song Zhifeng was shocked, thinking that he accompanied Jiang Xin to school two days ago, and saw a little girl who looked a little like Song Jiaojiao.

At that time, I was shocked, and found that the little girl just glanced at herself and ran away, and I later inquired with Jiang Xin, that girl was Song Jiaojiao, and I didn't recognize herself.

That's what Jiang Erdan said?

Song Zhifeng's heart kept flashing over many people, all of whom felt suspicious, and there was that person who couldn't figure out who it was.

Seeing that Song Zhifeng still didn't understand anything about Mrs. Jiang, she pulled Jiang Xin over, and her big fleshy hand was about to fan Song Zhifeng's dog-like face.

Song Zhifeng subconsciously wanted to hide, and Jiang Xin hugged Mrs. Jiang even more.

"Mom, don't be impulsive yet!" Jiang Xin hugged Mrs. Jiang's thick old waist and persuaded loudly.

"Song Zhifeng, you go first, run!" Jiang Xin tried a few glances at Song Zhifeng, and saw that Song Zhifeng couldn't move, so he could only speak.

"Oops!" Sure enough, Jiang Xin's back was hit, and seeing Song Zhifeng running away, Jiang Xin immediately let go, she knew that Mrs. Jiang would never run out regardless of her face.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Jiang saw Song Zhifeng running away, her face was red with anger and her neck was thick, and she rushed her anger to Jiang Xin, who was paralyzed on the sofa.

"Tell me, how old are you, how can you still be deceived? A divorced man, who has no future, and who looks like he is in his early 30s, what do you want him to do? Tell me where your brain is?"

Mrs. Jiang roared, seeing that Jiang Xin was still unrepentant

Look, Teng Teng ran into the kitchen, took the rolling pin and was about to come out.

When Jiang Xin saw that Mrs. Jiang was serious, he immediately hugged Mrs. Jiang's thigh and begged for mercy, "Mom, don't be impulsive."

Seeing that Jiang Xin knew that she was soft, Mrs. Jiang immediately gasped and said, "Immediately break up with the person surnamed Song, and the wedding will be canceled."

"Mom, no. Oops!" As soon as Jiang Xin's words came out, he was hit with a rolling pin.

"Why not? Why not? Don't tell me that you have a deeper love for that surnamed Song, and you have to die or live to marry him."

Mrs. Jiang's hand was raised high again, and seeing that the rolling pin was about to fall on him again, Jiang Xin had no choice but to rush over and hug Mrs. Jiang's thigh and cry, "Mom, if I don't marry Song Zhifeng, will I still have a way to live?"

"Why didn't you..." Mrs. Jiang looked angry and puzzled.

"My dad is going to marry me to an old man in his forties with children, I don't hurry up and find someone to marry, do I want to give someone who is about to go to college at a young age and be a stepmother!"

Mrs. Jiang's anger was stunned, but she still patted Jiang Xin's back with her hand in anger, and slapped Jiang Xin twice, "Then you can't find such a man to make do with casually, right? Is this not as good as that old man in his forties? At the very least, people still have money and power. What does that Song Zhifeng have? It's not worth lifting shoes for others."

"Mom, I didn't plan to be with Song Zhifeng." Jiang Xin saw that Mrs. Jiang was sincerely helping her, and immediately told her plans one by one.

"I knew that Song Zhifeng had a marriage history, and he didn't want to think about what kind of people we were, it was not easy to find out a person, even if he left, there was a record."

"And you're still with him, a dead girl?" Mrs. Jiang patted Jiang Xin again.

Jiang Xin grinned, "I didn't want to be with him, but I just used him to block my father."