The Cannon Fodder Wish of a Time Travel Chronicle

"Of course I know the key is to look after my son, but isn't it true that my son is too useless?" Mother Liu curled her lips and said, "Anyway, you quickly think of a way for me. You keep saying you love me, but when something happens, you don't say anything. It’s useless, is this a sign of your love for me?”

"Okay, okay, I'll help you think of a way. Don't be angry," Uncle Meng coaxed quickly, "Actually, I'm more anxious about this matter than you are. After all, Jingzhi is my daughter. Seeing that she has graduated from high school, but... Without a job, how can I, my biological father, not be anxious?"

Yes, Liu Jingzhi is Uncle Meng’s daughter.

But in fact, whose daughter Liu Jingzhi was, Liu's mother didn't know. After all, she slept with two men at the same time, so how could she know whose child it was.

But it doesn’t matter if she doesn’t know who the child is. As long as she says the child is Meng Dayou’s child, does Meng Dayou still dare not believe it?

Just then, footsteps came from the corner of the stairs downstairs.

Meng Dayou immediately took out the key and opened the door to his home, and just as he opened the door, Liu Jinghua's figure appeared.

Seeing her mother standing at the door of her house, and Uncle Meng opening the door of his house across the street, Liu Jinghua would not have thought much about this before, but now there was an inexplicable feeling of boredom in her heart.

"Mom, why are you standing at the door of the house?" Liu Jinghua asked looking at her mother, and glanced at Uncle Meng who had already entered the door.

"What else can you do? Waiting eagerly for your wife to come back to cook?" Mother Liu said in a bad voice, then turned around and walked into the house, "Huh! I'm really shaking. I'm really worried if I don't come back to cook." If I don't come back to cook, I want to see my mother-in-law die from exhaustion, which will make her happy."

"Okay, stop complaining," Liu Jinghua closed the door and walked to her parents' room, "I'll go in and see Dad."

When Liu Jinghua walked into her parents' room, her father was wiping tears.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Seeing her father wiping away tears, Liu Jinghua couldn't help but asked nervously:

It can be seen from this that Liu Jinghua is still very filial to his biological father.

It's just that I don't have a filial son in front of my bed for a long time. I don't know how long this filial piety can last.

"No, Dad is not feeling well at all." After saying this, Father Liu couldn't help crying again, "It's all my fault. It's all my fault for dragging down this family and your mother. Since your mother married me, I haven’t suffered much.”

"I didn't expect that when I am old, I will be dragged down by me and suffer with me."

Yes, Father Liu listened to the entire conversation between his wife and daughter outside just now.

It would be a lie to say I don't feel bad.

But Father Liu didn't blame his wife. After all, taking care of a paralyzed person like him made him pee. How painful it was. Could Father Liu still not understand?

So how could he blame his wife for disliking him.

"Dad, please don't say that. You have been very kind to my mother since she married you. But now that you are like this, it is natural for my mother to take care of you. How can you say you are suffering?" ," Liu Jinghua said, "What's more, isn't this how husband and wife should support each other?"

"I believe that if the person lying paralyzed in bed today was my mother, you would be very willing to take care of my mother."

"Alas!" Father Liu sighed, "You don't understand. Your mother has always been spoiled. I can't bear to let her suffer, Jinghua! It's not that Dad wants to force you, but that Dad really cares about your mother."

"So you hurry up and think of a way to ask Ning Ye to give up her job to your sister so that Ning Ye can take care of me at home. Your mother really can't do it. Her body is already fragile, and she has never had I’ve done things like this to take care of people.”

"It's okay in a short period of time, but over time, your mother will definitely not be able to bear it, both physically and mentally."

"I know, I will convince Ning Ye to give up her job to Jingzhi as soon as possible and let her take care of you at home." What could Liu Jinghua say? He could get angry at his mother for being impatient, but he couldn't get angry at his father.

Liu Jingzhi has been a lazy person since she was a child. She has almost the same virtues as Liu's mother. Although she can cook, the food she cooks is almost like pig food.

"You don't want money for salt, right?" Liu Jinghua put down the bowl and chopsticks irritably, "How can people eat the food when it's so salty? How old are you? You can't even cook a dish. You are the only one. Like this, no man will be willing to marry you in the future."

Liu Jingzhi put down her chopsticks in grievance: "Brother, don't go too far. I can cook very well. If you want to eat, you can eat. If you don't, you can eat."

"Really, you can't control your wife, so you just want to get angry at my sister. If you are really capable, you should go find Ning Ye and cook for you! Why are you angry at my sister? "

"Okay, okay, just stop saying a few words!" Mother Liu looked at her daughter with dissatisfaction, "The food is not delicious, it's almost salty to death. Is it possible that you can't let your brother say a few words about you?" ?”

"What's more, what your brother said is right! You are already this age, and you will be able to find a partner soon. But if you can't even do the simplest cooking, then ask which man I want to marry you."

"Even if a man is willing to marry you, after you marry into your in-law's family, you can cook such a dish without letting your in-law's family scold you."

Between daughters and sons, Mother Liu is naturally more partial to her son, so of course she has to speak to her son.

"Mom, you have the nerve to criticize me, making it seem like you're good at cooking." Liu Jingzhi felt even more aggrieved, "And what's more! My cooking is so bad. After all, I inherited it from you."

Liu Jingzhi was not exaggerating. Her mother's cooking was indeed very unpalatable. Fortunately, her mother did not cook a few times throughout the year. Otherwise, how would the family suffer?

Mother Liu was speechless by her daughter's words. After all, what her daughter said did make sense.

"Jinghua! Why don't you go to the toy factory to find Ning Ye after dinner and ask her to come back early to cook when she gets off work in the afternoon? Otherwise, if you ask your sister to cook dinner, wouldn't it be another waste of food? "

As she spoke, Mother Liu put down her bowls and chopsticks: "The dish your sister cooked is really hard to swallow."

"Oh! Forget it, I'll just go hungry!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu's mother got up from the dining table and left.

"What? Isn't it just a little salty? Do you need to be so disgusted?" Liu Jingzhi's face was full of displeasure. Although she also knew that the food she cooked was terrible, she really couldn't bear to be disliked like this, okay? .

Liu Jinghua glared at her sister dissatisfied, then got up and went out.