You scumbag husband left me to a beggar? I am reborn to kill madness

Now, my parents and younger brother will no longer have to hold their heads high because of her.

She will make her parents hold their heads high and be respected for the rest of their lives, and no one will dare to bully them again.

She pinched her brother's cheek gently and said, "Are you full? My sister and the little whale need to eat more. Can you eat more?"

The cute brother touched his belly and stretched out a finger, "Then eat another small yellow croaker! This is the small yellow croaker that they chewed and handed over to my sister with great fear to apologize. It tastes different! It's so good!"

Jing Feiyuan laughed.

She sat down with her brother and the little whale, and picked up a small yellow croaker for her brother.

When the little whale saw that his uncle was eating happily, he immediately held his own small bowl and looked at his mother longingly and moaned, "Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Before Jing Feiyuan gave it to him, the bad brother reached out and slapped the little whale on the forehead and teased, "Little whale, you are also a fish, why do you still eat fish?"

The little whale blinked its big eyes in confusion.

Jing Feiyuan smiled and trimmed the fish bones of the little whale, and said softly, "Tell my uncle, of course we eat fish. Our little whale is a big fish and was born to eat small fish, right?"

The little whale couldn't understand, but he liked his mother talking to him like this, wagging her short legs and saying "um, um, um" happily.

Jing Xunhe looked at the little whale like this with affection and regret, "Hey, when will the little whale get better?"

Jing Feiyuan paused with his fingers.

She looked in the direction of Prince An's Mansion with complicated eyes, "It should be soon."

A voice in her heart said that as long as she and Ji Wushang get married and the little whale recognizes its ancestors, the little whale will soon regain its consciousness.

only……

I don’t know whether the little whale who has regained his consciousness will have the memory of Yu’er in his previous life and truly become her biological son, or whether he will forget his past and become a brand new child.

In fact, if the little whale had the memory of Yu'er in his previous life, it would be a bit unfair to the little whale's parents and relatives in this life. They were pregnant with a son in ten months, and they sacrificed their own sanity to cure the child, but as a result, there was another person in the body. How sad it is that the soul of a child only recognizes her as his mother...

However, she really hoped that the little whale would have the memory of his past life and be her only son.

……

The next day.

noon.

Jing Feiyuan sat in the room embroidering hydrangea, smiling as she listened to Granny Tan and Henry Zhang vividly describe Zhao Lingjie's tragic end to her.

"Miss, Zhao Lingjie is in such a miserable state now!"

"Without Zhao Qianshi to help him, he was reduced to begging for food by himself!"

"You say he just begs for food. He actually wants to show off his arrogance as a scholar. When people throw money to him, his eyes are more contemptuous. He will feel humiliated and immediately pick up the copper coins and return them to others with a cold face. What does a scholar say? He doesn’t eat what comes to him, he only accepts gifts from well-wishers, he doesn’t accept this kind of alms from above!”

"How could he be so angry when someone kindly gave him a few pennies? I heard that the man was so angry that he kicked over his broken bowl and tore up the letter he wrote, "Please give alms to kindhearted people." Yin Qian gave Xiaosheng a piece of paper to treat his illness, kicked him in the foot, and left cursing him."

"He was injured all over his body. He just took myrrh and was hungry for two days. Now he is so weak. When someone kicked him, he lay on the ground and vomited blood. It took him a while to support the wall and regain his strength. sit up."

"But when he sat up and took a look, he saw that a few copper coins in his broken bowl had been stolen by some little beggars when he fell down. The coins he had been begging for for a long time were gone, and he couldn't even buy a steamed bun!"

"I heard that his eyes were so angry that his eyes were red, his fingers were clattering, and he was gasping for breath, as if someone's mad cow had escaped!"

"Tsk, tsk, he has nothing to eat now, no place to sleep at night, and he can't walk a few steps. I heard that he wanted to go to the toilet before but couldn't walk and peed in his pants!"

"He peed and didn't change his clothes, so he had to sit there and let the wind dry his urine. It was so funny!"

"Oh, miss, just wait and see. On the day of your big day, he will definitely be smoothed out and lose his dignity and turn into a complete beggar. He may even join the crowd of beggars and compete to pick up what you and the prince have sown. I’m happy with the money!”

Jing Feiyuan couldn't help but laugh when she listened to Granny Tan and Henry Zhang's descriptions.

She was happy to see her scumbag ex-husband living a miserable life.

She raised her head and asked Henry Zhang gently, "Master Zhang, isn't Zhao Lingjie a civil servant? He is so depressed that he doesn't think about making a living as a scholar? For example, writing letters for others?"

Henry Zhang blinked.

He coughed lightly and tried to act innocent.

"Of course he also thought about writing letters for others, but God couldn't bear to see people like him living a good life! The pen, ink, paper and inkstone he asked his grandfather and grandma to get on credit were accidentally kicked over by a few beggars who were fighting. , and soiled the papers, and he couldn’t write! He went to beg a second time, but as soon as he got the paper, he stumbled and bumped into someone on the way, who beat him up and tore him into pieces. The paper... No, he has already borrowed it twice. Who will give him the paper on credit? After beating the wall angrily for a while with red eyes, he could only accept his fate and go begging. "

"..."

Jing Feiyuan looked at Henry Zhang silently.

Henry Zhang looked at the sky and the earth but did not dare to look at Jing Feiyuan.

Jing Feiyuan laughed, "Did the prince ask you to do it?"

Henry Zhang glanced at Jing Feiyuan with blank eyes, then looked out the window silently, his defensive voice weak and pale, "Our prince is actually a gentleman. Really, he has always been an upright man. He used to disdain to do this kind of thing." Yes……"

Jing Feiyuan wanted to laugh even more.

Zhao Lingjie's misery never made her happy like this.

The person she likes is secretly helping her teach her disgusted scumbag ex-husband, how pleasant is it?

She smiled and said, "Well, the prince is a gentleman and an upright man. I led him astray and made him less of a gentleman now——"

She lowered her head and pricked a needle into the red embroidered cloth, her brows flying, and she said, "But, I think the current prince is quite good. People who have the power in the world don't have to be so principled sometimes, and should be more playful." The method is pretty good.”

When Henry Zhang heard this, he immediately felt guilty!

He looked at Jing Feiyuan with bright eyes and praised her vigorously, "That's right! Miss Jing is absolutely right! Miss Jing is simply the confidant Jieyuhua gifted by God to our prince! Our prince used to be too much You are too much of a gentleman, sometimes we look anxious! From now on, Miss Jing, you have to train the prince well and ask him to use more tricks!"

Jing Feiyuan laughed out loud.

She glanced at Henry Zhang with red cheeks, "Come out, Mr. Zhang, you are making noise here and affecting my embroidery balls."

Henry Zhang chuckled and immediately turned around and left.

As soon as he reached the door, he deliberately stopped and asked Jing Feiyuan, "Miss Jing, aren't you curious about what the prince has been doing these two days?"