I Never Meant to Reborn - Chapter 424

[424. Chapter 415 Two mothers and two daughters-in-law]

saw that Lao Chen was so enlightened, and they didn’t care about the feelings of their high school female classmates. They were determined to clear up the misunderstanding with the messy wife. .

“Okay, then it’s settled like this. You and Aunt Mo will make a public phone call tonight and explain the matter clearly. I’ll go home and find out for you first.”

Chen Hansheng patted his buttocks and was about to leave. Queen Mother Liang today I feel unwell all over, so I asked for leave and rested at home.

Chen Zhaojun nodded: “Then let’s contact by text message. In fact, I wanted to ask for leave to take care of your mother, but she kicked me out.”

Lao Chen was a little embarrassed after speaking, but he still reminded: “Your mother may not have lunch at home, you Go to the noodle restaurant in the stadium to buy some, she likes the fried noodles there the most.”

“Got it!”

Chen Hansheng turned to look at his father, in fact, Lao Chen is almost 50, although there is no gray hair on the temples, but the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes are getting more and more deeper.

“Why are you still arguing when you’re too old? I’m really full and free.”

Chen Hansheng walked downstairs, not knowing what to think of, and suddenly raised his head: “In two years, my granddaughter will bring you a whole area, See if you still have time to quarrel!”

“Stinky boy…”

Old Chen smiled, seeing Chen Hansheng leaving the parking lot of his unit in a small Xiali, he felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.

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There are many fried noodles in the downtown area of Hong Kong City, but the best one is the one in the stadium. Chen Hansheng bought a warm fried noodles and went home. He didn’t dare to knock on the door for fear of disturbing Liang Meijuan who was resting. .

Quietly opened the anti-theft door, while changing shoes, Liang Meijuan suddenly stretched out half of her body from the kitchen, staring at Chen Hansheng in a daze.

The mother and son looked at each other for about 10 seconds. Empress Dowager Liang immediately closed the kitchen door, covered her head, and walked into the bedroom with a haggard face.

Chen Hansheng was a ghost. He saw that the oil stains on Liang Meijuan’s mouth hadn’t been wiped off, so he put down the fried noodles and rushed into the kitchen.

Liang Meijuan didn’t stop even if she wanted to.

Not long after, Chen Hansheng came out of the kitchen with a small pot, knocked on the lid of the pot and said: “Spare ribs and green vegetables noodles, I thought you were crying because of sadness today, but you are cooking pork ribs noodles in the kitchen.” !”

“Mom, are you doing this to me?”

Chen Hansheng said with grief and indignation.

“What are you yelling about?”

Liang Meijuan was also taken aback at first, thinking that her husband had come back early, but fortunately, Chen Hansheng didn’t mind seeing it: “I only have the strength to divorce when I’m full   .

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Sitting on the sofa: “I’ve never seen someone secretly cooking spare rib noodles at home before the divorce. If you miss your son, just say something, why use this method to trick me back home.”

Liang Meijuan refused: “Who lied to you? Do you know how horrible Chen Zhaojun is? He didn’t mind having dinner with that woman, but he even lied to me for a social meeting. I don’t want to live with a liar. Think about it quickly. After the divorce, you will be with your father or with me.”

“Besides, I will change my surname.”

Liang Meijuan snorted coldly, “Change to Liang Hansheng.”

“Forget it, I’ll ask the orphanage if they accept me like this .” A baby who is 5 years old and more than 100 months old.”

Chen Hansheng stood up and opened the bag of fried noodles: “Come and eat, Queen Mother.”

Liang Meijuan twitched her index finger when she smelled the fragrance, but she was a little embarrassed, and said seriously: “Chen Zhaojun and I We quarreled tonight.”

Chen Hansheng nodded indifferently: “I know.”

“I cried for a long time last night, but your dad didn’t coax me.”

“Didn’t you drive him out of the bedroom, how did he coax him.”

“My I feel really uncomfortable.”

“I’ll accompany you to the hospital tomorrow, the head office.”

“He shouldn’t have lied to me.”

“Emmm… Although it was a white lie, it should be educated hard. When Lao Chen comes back at night, I Make a report on behalf of the family committee, and make him reflect deeply.” In the afternoon, Chen

Hansheng

chatted with the Queen Mother Liang at home, mainly to enlighten Liang Meijuan, and help her back by the way.

In fact, for Liang Meijuan, “divorce” is a temporary cruel word. After all, her son is twenty years old, and the husband and wife usually have a good relationship.

Liang Meijuan just wanted to express her anger and sadness, and probably jealousy.

“Does it still hurt?”

Chen Hansheng asked.

Liang Meijuan nodded: “Sometimes my back hurts, then my calf hurts, sometimes my ribs hurt, and my whole body

feels uncomfortable.” Chen Hansheng sighed. The noun is called “neuralgia”, which is mainly related to mood.

“Okay, if you say it hurts, I’ll hammer it.”

Chen Hansheng was helpless, but this was his own mother, so there was nothing he could do.

Who knows that Liang Meijuan is quite disgusted: “Don’t be a hammer, talk about school things, how old is Xiao Shen’s grandma, will Xiao Yu’er want to be a lawyer after studying law, what about Luo Xuan’s parents… “…”

Chen Hansheng had to pick up some interesting things to talk about, to make the middle-aged and elderly “divorced” women happy, chatting, and the phone suddenly “ding” a message.

Chen Zhaojun: How is your mother, can she eat?

Chen Hansheng looked at Liang Meijuan’s relaxed face, and sent Lao Chen a message.

Chen Hansheng: There is no inner ghost, post some H pictures.

Chen Zhaojun:?

Chen Hansheng: I’m sorry, I’m used to posting. This sentence means that the situation is very safe and my mother is fine.

Chen Zhaojun: That’s good, I bought your mother’s favorite twist after get off work, you have to keep it secret.

Chen Hansheng: In addition to mahua, buy a bouquet of flowers, there is no use of mahua to apologize.

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In the evening, Chen Zhaojun pushed open the anti-theft door with anxiety, and saw a familiar scene.

The son is lying on the sofa watching TV, changing channels impatiently; the wife is cooking in the kitchen, and the noise of the range hood can be heard in the living room.

“How?” Old Chen asked quickly.

Chen Hansheng waved his hand confidently: “Xiao Chen is going out, one can beat two, what are you worried about?”

Liang Meijuan heard the conversation in the living room, opened the kitchen to have a look, and after finding that it was Chen Zhaojun, she closed the door again with a bang. up.

Old Chen had a worried face: “Didn’t you say that everything is settled?”

“I haven’t even made a phone call yet, so you organize your speech now.”

After Chen Hansheng finished speaking, he went to the kitchen and dragged Liang Meijuan out. Liang Meijuan was still yelling: ” The green vegetables are not fried well, wait until I turn off the gas.”

When she met Chen Zhaojun’s eyes, Liang Meijuan immediately turned cold again, sat on the sofa without saying a word, and even hit her twice Chen Hansheng, let him sit and watch TV.

Chen Zhaojun swallowed, and encouraged by his son’s eyes, he took out his PHS and dialed it.

“Hey, Mo Ke, I’m Chen Zhaojun.”

“Oh, Zhaojun, what’s the matter?”

Mo Ke’s peaceful voice came from the speakerphone, and Liang Meijuan’s face suddenly became tense. Although she didn’t look at PHS, she was paying attention. Very concentrated.

“Well, the situation is like this.”

Chen Zhaojun glanced at Liang Meijuan: “Yesterday we sat down in a cafe. Later, my wife found out about it and had a quarrel after returning home. Now I want you to prove it to me. We were just gossiping.”

Chen Hansheng was a little surprised when he heard this. Old Chen is a gangster. It would be an exaggeration to say that he has seven orifices, but he probably still has three or four. He usually pays attention to the way he speaks.

With such a straightforward communication today, he would rather offend Mo Ke than eliminate the family misunderstanding.

But Mo Ke’s reaction was just to smile lightly, and asked after a while, “Is Meijuan here?”

“Yes.”

Chen Zhaojun handed the phone to Liang Meijuan.

Liang Meijuan was caught off guard and gave her husband a hard look.

“Hello, I, I’m Liang Meijuan.”

Liang Meijuan also became nervous.

“Meijuan, don’t worry, Zhaojun and I are just high school classmates.”

When Mo Ke was speaking, Chen Zhaojun was smoking a cigarette quietly, with a calm and relaxed expression on his face, but also a trace of emotion.

“I guess I still miss it a little bit.”

Chen Hansheng thought to himself, but now that both of them have families and they have been here for so many years, that’s why they have such restraint.

“Meijuan, in fact, most of what we talked about yesterday was about Han Sheng. To tell you the truth, neither my wife nor I have children. I like Han Sheng, and I was joking with Lao Chen yesterday. I want to recognize Han Sheng as my godson.”

“Why don’t you tell me about this?”

Chen Hansheng glared at his father, expressing his emotions silently.

Chen Zhaojun looked at Liang Meijuan and shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, Liang Meijuan directly refused on the phone: “Han Sheng is too naughty, and he doesn’t follow the rules. I worry about his affairs and often have insomnia at night. I really don’t want to cause trouble for you…”

After the phone call, the misunderstanding was basically resolved, and Chen Hansheng put on airs again and seriously criticized Lao Chen.

“You must tell the truth about anything in the future. Could it be that my mother’s broad-mindedness will stop you from seeing your female classmates?”

Chen Hansheng said to Liang Meijuan with a flattering smile: “About Aunt Mo Doing my son’s business, I think…”

“No way!”

Liang Meijuan interrupted directly.

For a middle-aged woman of her age, if she and her husband no longer have feelings, they can still negotiate a divorce, but if anyone robs her son, Liang Meijuan will probably do her best.

“Why do you care so much? Now you are not short of money.”

Chen Zhaojun asked in a low voice while Liang Meijuan was cooking in the kitchen.

Chen Hansheng rubbed his nose: “Two mothers, can’t they correspond to two daughters-in-law…”

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