wife's choice

Chapter 73 Wife Changes Face!

Seeing the message that Xu Wanqiu came back, I felt a cold feeling through the phone that chilled my heart.

I smiled wryly.

Right.

Xu Wanqiu took the initiative so many times and wanted to return the money to me, but I repeatedly refused indifferently, and made her so unable to step down.

If it were me, I might be even more indifferent than her.

Not even replying to messages.

After confirming that I can't go back to work, and I can't get the money back, I can only go out and pay the money owed to Sister Li first.

This week, I made more than 1000 yuan by driving on behalf of the driver. After paying off Sister Li's money, I still have less than [-] yuan left.

Hurry up to find a job. As long as I have a job, I will go to drive in the evening. Adding up the two sides, I should be able to barely reach the previous after-sales income.

But I'm still too optimistic.

All the recruitment information corresponding to my major is aimed at those under the age of 30, and must have a bachelor degree or above.

I can't stick to either one.

After working hard all afternoon, Bai returned home and cooked the meals. His wife came back after his daughter.

As soon as he entered the door, he asked coldly at the first sentence: "Is the work done?"

Make my heart feel cold.

I shook my head and said, "It's being processed."

The wife's pretty face instantly turned cold, and she didn't want her daughter to see us quarreling again. After putting her daughter back in the room, she poked my chest with her finger and said coldly: "I reminded you about work a week ago, you I just don’t listen, and now I don’t have any money. Look at the food tonight, what kind of food does it look like? When your daughter is growing up, she is sick again, don’t you want to see her get better!”

She likes my cooking very much, but she looks at the four dishes on the table with extreme disgust, three vegetarian dishes and one soup, which are not meaty at all.

It's not that I don't want to buy it. Now I only have less than one thousand on hand. I haven't found a job yet, and the substitute driver is unstable.

Now, I can only tighten my belt to live, and when it is looser, I will make up for my daughter.

"Okay, I said it, I'm dealing with it!" I didn't reply angrily.

"It's being processed? Huh, useless trash, you still act like a big-tailed wolf all day long. You can keep your job by apologizing to that coquettish vixen earlier. If you don't go, you have to die in the hospital. Other people's life and death are related to you." What are you doing? Do you have a lot of money to help others with medical expenses? You can’t live anymore, and you still care about others so much. Why don’t you care about your daughter’s condition? Do you really like that bitch? "

My wife poked me in the chest and knocked me down on the couch.

I looked at my wife with gloomy eyes, her pretty face was still the same as when we first met five years ago, so beautiful and charming.

However, with an indifferent expression, holding hands, there is no concealment of disgust and disgust in his eyes.

When I first met her, she was warm-hearted, a friend, and a good conscience. They were two completely different people.

Zhou Yi has been her best friend for so many years. She and Fan Jun caused him to lose their children, and even committed suicide by jumping off a building.

She stayed in the hospital for a whole week, and she didn't visit her. Now she still says such indifferent words, I really don't know if I misread her or she has changed.

She only has money in her eyes, other than money, nothing else is important to her!

I have suppressed the anger for so many days, and I got up, I suddenly got up from the sofa, raised my hand habitually, and wanted to teach her a lesson, let her know what to say and what not to say explain.

However, just as the hand was about to drop, my daughter came out of the room at some point and looked at me blankly with big eyes.

I glanced coldly, raised my head and begged for a beating, and my wife, who had a stubborn face and didn't know what was wrong, helplessly put down her hand.

"Hmph, trash, you don't dare to hit you, what else can you do?"

The wife snorted contemptuously.

At this time, the door opened.

My mother came in, saw my wife and I had a fight, knew that we were in conflict again, she looked sad, her hands were trembling slightly, and quickly tried to make peace: "What's the matter? Is it because of money? Hurry up and sit down and eat. Mom has got the money back."

Hearing the money, I looked to my wife.

I saw her charming beautiful eyes glowing with brilliance, and her pretty face, which was gloomy just now, smiled instantly, stretched out her hand to her mother, and coaxed her rare: "Thank you, Mom, it's still you who love Tongtong."

"Be good, Ziqing."

The mother said with a smile, opened the coat, and took out a handkerchief from the inner pocket of the shirt. She sewed the inner pockets of all the shirts of the mother, so as not to lose the money accidentally.

The handkerchief has turned white, and the corners are fluffed and threaded.

Her hands trembled slightly as she opened the handkerchief.

My wife frowned slightly, disliked my mother's slow movement, and took the handkerchief impatiently, and I gave her a cold look.

The wife opened the handkerchief excitedly. When she saw the money, the smile on the wife's face froze for an instant, and slowly turned cold. She looked at the handkerchief with a frown, and stretched her hand far away, as if the money had a virus!
"Mom, why is it only 1000 yuan?" The wife suppressed her anger.

"Mom only has so much, all the money"

The mother said with a face of embarrassment, but was interrupted by the wife raising her hand before she finished speaking.

But I know that my mother's money must have been taken away by my wife in various ways and means while I was away.

This thousand should be the only thing she has left, and there are dozens of dirty change, obviously earned from selling sweet potatoes just today, and all of them were given to his wife.

"Okay, don't talk about it, it's only such a small amount of money, how can I send the beggar?"

The wife's tone was extremely bad, and she lost her previous pretense.

When there is money to take, one bite is one mother, and that is called a kiss, and that is called a sweet.

When the figure of the money was not satisfactory, his face instantly collapsed.

My wife glanced at me coldly, and snorted coldly: "The little trash is the same as the old one, and none of them can do anything!"

"What are you talking about? Why do you say that, Mom? Can't you see how the money came from? Hurry up and apologize to Mom!"

I suddenly became angry.

My mother stopped me and didn't let me get angry, after all, my daughter was still there.

My wife ignored me and left the house with her daughter in her arms. Before going out, she said coldly: "I will take my daughter back to her mother's house to eat. This kind of food is not bad for pigs."

Bang Bang!
She closed the door heavily, venting the anger in her heart.

"If you want to get out, get out, what right do you have to smash the door!"

I couldn't hold back my anger at once, and I wanted to chase him out, but my mother stopped me.

"Okay, Xiaojie, let Ziqing go, it's really not nutritious for Tongtong to eat these!"

Mother hid the pain in her eyes, sat down, put a chopstick of food into her mouth, gave me a thumbs up, and said: "Xiaojie's food is even better than the restaurant, so come and eat some. "

I sat down awkwardly and ate with my mother.

After dinner, I was not in the mood to go out and drive in place. I gave my mother [-], and told her to buy whatever she wanted, and stop giving the money to my wife, that bitch.

If you give it to the dog, the dog will wag its tail. If you give her that kind of white-eyed wolf, it's better to buy it and eat it yourself.

My wife didn't come back until twelve o'clock.

I sat on the sofa, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts, my mouth was bitter, and I looked at the phone in front of me.

Trembling several times, I stretched it out, wanting to pick it up and hit it, but held back.

I put out the cigarette butt heavily, picked up the phone, unlocked it, and dialed the number in one go.

I was afraid that if I endured it a little bit, I would lose the courage.

"Dudu."

Phone calls.

My heart trembled too.

With a click, the door of my mother's room opened, and she walked towards me with the phone in her hand, and said excitedly, "Xiaojie, your father's factory called and asked us to talk about compensation."

I was stunned for a moment, looking at the dialed phone, hesitating whether to hang up or not.

At this time, a busy tone came from the phone.

Xu Wanqiu hung up the phone call I made.
(End of this chapter)