Chapter 1389: Not satisfied
Age of Rebirth: the Stepmother of the Sick Beauty Only Wants Salted Fish
Chapter 1389 Not satisfied
Ji Rongrong was so frightened that she stopped crying after being scolded by Ji's mother, but she didn't want to stay at Ji's father's and mother's house anymore, so she stood up and walked out of the living room door.
âStop! Where are you going?â
Seeing Ji Rongrong losing her temper, Ji's mother couldn't help raising her voice and asking.
âIâm going to find my mother!â
Ji Rongrong sobbed softly while holding back the tears.
Ji's mother was furious and said angrily: "Call your mother first. If she is willing to come and pick you up, you can just follow her!"
She doesnât want her disobedient granddaughter!
Ji Rongrong sniffed and walked to the landline. She picked up the phone and dialed the phone number of her mother's office.
Hearing the familiar voice coming from the microphone, all the grievances in Ji Rongrong's heart turned into tears and burst into her eyes: "Mom! Mom... can you come to grandma's house to pick me up? My dad got married today and brought another woman to the house. I don't want a stepmother. , Mom, you..."
However, Ji Rongrongâs crying did not win her mother Zhang Wenwenâs heart.
âBe good, mom is busy. Iâll call you later.â
Zhang Wenwen said a brief sentence, and then hung up the phone.
Originally, this person was thinking about Ji Rongrong's daughter. Unexpectedly, she was found to be pregnant in the hospital more than two months ago. Almost instantly, all her thoughts were focused on the unborn child in her belly.
Because in Zhang Wenwen's view, she has been divorced and her previous child, Ji Rongrong, was sentenced to her ex-husband Ji Dongming, so Ji Rongrong is no longer her responsibility.
She only needs to pay the corresponding alimony on a quarterly basis.
The child in her belly was what she had longed for. It was the fruit of love between her and her current husband, and it was not something Ji Rongrong could compare to.
"how?"
Ji's mother glanced at Ji Rongrong and saw that the unpleasant granddaughter was crying and holding the phone in silence for a long time. She said without emotion: "Your mother hung up the phone."
Itâs not a question, itâs a statement.
âI am my parentsâ child, and all of you donât like me. Do you think I am superfluous?â
Ji Rongrong lost control of her emotions. Although she was only a seven-year-old child who had only attended first grade for one semester, she already knew a lot of things. Moreover, after her parents divorced, she felt that the attitude of everyone in the Ji family towards her had changed. , no longer caring about her emotions, and treated her indifferently, as if she was a dispensable existence.
Now, her mother, who still loves her and cares about her, seems to have changed, otherwise, she would not hang up the phone so quickly.
And she actually heard the impatience in her mother's tone.
This shows that the mother who originally loved her has indeed changed...
"You kid, what nonsense are you talking about? Why don't we care about you and regard you as superfluous?"
Ji's mother's face was gloomy: "Your mother taught you to tell the truth, right? She wants to slander your father and the entire Ji family?"
âNo, no, I can feel it!â
Crying loudly, Ji Rongrong ran to her room on Ji's father's and Ji's mother's side.
The wedding banquet was over, except for Ji's mother who took Ji Rongrong home, and then Ji Dongming took Wang Pan to his home in the Faculty and Staff House of Shuimu University. Ji's father and the rest of the Ji family returned to work in their respective units.
In other words, Jiâs mother and Ji Rongrongâs grandparents and grandchildren are the only ones present at Jiâs father and Jiâs motherâs house.
âLao He, are you at home?!â
A figure walked into the living room of the Ji family.
The visitor's name was Zheng Shufen, and she was quite close to Ji's mother on weekdays. She came to Ji's mother with doubts.
By the way, Jiâs motherâs name is Helan. "Where else can I go if I'm not at home? It's not a good thing to wander outside in this cold weather."
Ji's mother said and asked Zheng Shufen to sit down.
âThatâs the truth.â
Zheng Shufen smiled and lowered her voice: "I wanted to ask you at Dongming's wedding banquet in your home, but I thought the occasion was inappropriate, so I couldn't help but hold back until now to ask you clearly."
"What's up?"
Jiâs mother frowned.
What to ask her? Need to be so careful!
âYour Dong Ming newly married, why do I look like Vice-President Jiangâs daughter-in-law? And the names are the same, so she canât be the real one, right?â
Zheng Shufenâs eyes are full of curiosity and inquiry.
âYou came here to ask me about this?â
Jiâs mother was a little unhappy, but there was no obvious abnormality on her face.
âI didnât hear from the gossip that Deputy Director Jiang and his wife were divorced, and I havenât seen Deputy Director Jiangâs lover in our family home for a while. This is the wife of your family, Dongming, who has entered the house..."
Before Zheng Shufen could finish her words, Ji's mother said, "Yes, my Dongming is indeed marrying Deputy Jiang's ex-wife, but what does that mean?
Divorced people are just two people who donât want to have sex. My Dongming and his current wife were introduced through acquaintances. They had an honest blind date. After seeing each other, they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register and get a certificate, and they were legally together. "
Ji's mother has average feelings about Wang Pan, let alone being satisfied, but Ji Dongming's **** looks at Mung Bean and feels that Wang Pan is the woman he wants to live with in his life, so he ignores Wang Pan's former colleague from Ji's father's workplace, Deputy Jiang As a daughter-in-law, she insists on marrying someone into the family.
The reason is that he does not live in Beicheng Petrochemical Family Courtyard after his marriage. The chance of meeting people in the Family Courtyard, especially Jiang Guoan, can be said to be very few.
Considering Ji Dongmingâs attitude, combined with the reasons for Ji Dongmingâs previous divorce and the freedom of marriage, Jiâs father and mother made a compromise and agreed to the marriage between Ji Dongming and Wang Pan.
âLook at what you said, I didnât say that itâs illegal for Dongming of your family to be with his current wife. I just wonder what you and Lao Ji were thinking about letting Deputy Chief Jiangâs ex-wife be your daughter-in-law.â
Zheng Shufen didn't seem to notice that Ji's mother looked unhappy. She said, "In our family home, who knows how much Deputy Jiang dotes on the person in front of him? It's Deputy Jiang who cooks, washes, and picks up the children." Chu comes alone. The person in front of him does nothing but go to work. She can divorce Deputy Chu Jiang. I really donât see how she can catch your Dongmingâs eye. "
âAs you said, isnât it someone elseâs ability?!â
Ji's mother said calmly: "If I had the same ability, I would also like to sit and be served comfortably by my old Ji. Don't say you haven't thought about it."
â¦â
Zheng Shufen was so choked by Ji's mother that she had an awkward expression on her face.
After a long time, she adjusted her mood and said, "Since even you think Deputy Jiang is very kind to the person in front of him, why did the couple get divorced?"
âIf they canât survive and break up, they will naturally have their reasons.â
Jiâs mother responded casually.
âThen you are not worried that your Dongming will take care of the housework at home and serve you like an ancestor?â
Zheng Shufen looked like she was watching a good show.
"What do I have to worry about? If I want my Dongming to be like her ex-husband, she must first show the ability to control my son."
She wants her son to stay down and be a child, and serve him like he serves Lafayette. Go and dream!
After all, Ji Dongming knows his own son well. Ji's mother knows very well whether Ji Dongming can cook.
As for washing clothes, Ji Dongming knows how to do it, but it depends on whether he is willing to wash other people's clothes.
There are still updates. . . Then catch the bugs. . .
(End of this chapter)