PFC Chapter 141 Adding fuel to the fire
Chapter 141 Adding fuel to the fire
The moment she saw the photo, Jiang Shuya took a deep breath and glanced at Tangtang, who was playing with a puzzle on the sofa.
A smile inadvertently broke out on her face. The two people in the photo were very close. Huang Minghao hugged Ren Jing from the waist and looked at her affectionately.
The girl had a pretty face, a delicate and pretty appearance. When she smiled, she had a shallow dimple on her face. She was very friendly and was a completely different type of person from herself.
Although Jiang Shuya doesn't care much about her appearance, she thinks she is as good-looking as anyone she knows. Obviously, the woman in the photo is not as outstanding as herself in terms of appearance. It also shows from the side that Huang Minghao's criterion for choosing a partner is not necessarily based on appearance.
What exactly was the reason that caused this pair of lovers to break up? The girl's family is from Anhui Province, and her parents may not come to Jiangdao to investigate, or maybe it was because of the sky-high bride price.
With doubts in her mind, she smiled with relief, and once again felt very sorry for her past self. It was not worth sacrificing her life for an illusory person.
In the kitchen, the mother-in-law was busy and complaining all the time. The old man was sitting at the kitchen door, scalding the slaughtered chicken with boiling water, preparing to pluck the feathers. Huang Minghao was sitting leisurely on a wooden chair in the backyard with his legs crossed, smoking a cigarette. The atmosphere in the family seemed exceptionally harmonious.
"I say, Haohao, what are you thinking? Do you want to get a divorce? I don't want to serve you as my wife anymore.
You see, it's New Year's Day today, but she hasn't even bought anything decent for the family. I'm busy preparing a table of dishes, but she doesn't even come out to help. She's like a hands-off boss who won't even help when the oil bottle spills.
My family doesn't want such a person, you should find a way to get a divorce as soon as possible, because every day I see her, I live one day less."
Li Yuxiang kept complaining and talked about the gifts given by Zheng Jia and Li Xiaohua a few days ago again.
The old man also echoed and reported how he had been freezing outside all night that day.
Huang Minghao exhaled a wisp of smoke from his mouth, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He recalled that when he was having dinner at his grandfather's house yesterday, his grandfather mentioned that Jiang Shuya had given him a gift.
Uncle, Third Uncle, and Second Uncle all praised this granddaughter-in-law for being filial and sensible, and for making Haohao proud. They couldn't help but show joy in the corners of their eyes:
"Mom, I know about the gift-giving thing. She was right to do that. Grandpa has been very concerned about me since I was a child. Those few gifts are nothing. Don't blame her.
As for not cooking, I'll talk to her later and ask her to help more in the future. You just need to teach her patiently, as she's not good at cooking."
Hearing this, Li Yuxiang jumped up with a squint, holding a kitchen knife in her hand and making exaggerated gestures:
"Haha, it's harder than climbing to the sky to ask your wife to cook. You said that when she first came to my house, she looked so obedient and cute, but in just over a year, she has changed so much!
She just knows how to contradict me all day long. Which daughter-in-law is like her? When I ask her for some money, she makes all kinds of excuses and acts like asking for money is like asking for her life.
The little money I took out was not enough to cover the household expenses. The most infuriating thing is that she also set three rules for me. She doesn't allow me to go to the cards, and she also wants to control my card playing. She is so arrogant that she even orders me to go out to work while she wants to enjoy herself at home. What? She wants me to support her?"
The words were getting more and more outrageous. Li Yuxiang was very good at adding fuel to the fire. Now that her son, her big supporter, had returned to her side, she was determined to find a way to vent her long-suppressed dissatisfaction.
Huang Minghao heard this, threw down his cigarette butt irritably, and said impatiently:
"Mom, I've only been married for less than two years, and you want me to divorce her on New Year's Day. How would that sound good if it got out?
Others just say that my family can't accommodate her. Besides, you should know better that Grandpa won't agree. No matter how unhappy you are, you have to endure it for now. You said you have no money to spend. This time when I came back, I gave all my salary and bonus to you, and I didn't send it to Grandpa. "
Sure enough, the son always considered his mother. The first thing he did when he came back was to give all his money to his mother, and ultimately he ignored the person he did not love.
Jiang Shuya was standing on the second-floor balcony above their heads at this time, and could see everything they said.
Li Yuxiang refuted again without further explanation:
"Why do you only consider the feelings of that old man? I am your biological mother. Do you know what it feels like to be penniless? You know your father's character. He doesn't give the family a penny every month. He goes out to gamble after get off work every day and often stays out all night. He doesn't care about my life or death at all."
After saying that, he pointed the knife in his hand at the old man viciously and complained again:
"Ask him how much he owes. A few days ago, I went to the market to buy New Year's goods, and the mahjong boss asked me for money. How should I spend the New Year? I was nervous about the 10,000 yuan you gave me, for fear that I would give it to him."
Huang Minghao frowned when he heard this, and stood up with a frown and pointed at Huang Guohua who was plucking the chicken:
"I'm warning you now. If you have the ability to make up for the holes you've caused outside, then fill them up yourself. If you don't, then stay in there and don't bring any trouble to the family. If I find out that the creditors come to visit, I'll be the first one to cut off your arms."
Unexpectedly, the old man stretched his neck and yelled at his son with anger in his eyes:
"Come, take the knife in your mother's hand and hit me here. I want to see how my adopted child attacks his biological father. Is it the father who controls the son, or the son who controls the father?"
Huang Minghao stood there stubbornly. After a while, he tried to take the knife from Li Yuxiang's hand. Li Yuxiang struggled and stamped her feet, refusing to give it to him. She said anxiously:
"You little bastard, you really did it! I was just mad at him for not living up to his expectations and bringing trouble to the family. You dare to hit your own father, you can't get away, you are stupid, son."
From childhood to adulthood, such a father never paid any attention to him. In Huang Minghao's memory, his father was not at home all day, and it was mostly his mother Li Yuxiang who gave him warmth and company.
After growing up, Huang Minghao discovered that his father's behavior attracted more people's contempt. He felt inferior in his heart and felt ashamed many times for having such a father.
Seeing that Li Yuxiang was holding the kitchen knife tightly in her hand, Huang Minghao went upstairs in a rage.
When I got upstairs, I saw Jiang Shuya holding Tangtang and telling her a story softly. In her hand was a children's story with comics. The little baby's big eyes were blinking as she listened, and she was very engrossed.
Upon seeing this, Huang Minghao put away his anger, went into the second bedroom, closed the door, lay on the bed, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.