Reborn in 1993, after divorce, life became a mess

"Old lady, I'm back - I'm here to play with Brother Yangyang."

A sweet baby girl's voice sounded outside the door, and then the ajar door was pushed open, and a white and tender little girl ran in.

The fat son who was playing with building blocks suddenly raised his head, his big buttocks bouncing on the fire bed, and shouted to the little girl with a silly smile on his face: "My dear wife, you are back, come on, let's build building blocks together."

"Okay, little son-in-law." The little girl agreed quickly, took off her shoes, climbed onto the kang with difficulty, and first hugged her fat son and kissed him. "Oh, I miss you so much!"

The fat son also hugged the girl and kissed her back.

The two dolls looked at each other and laughed "chuckling" and "hahaha".

Na Liwen: Hoho, these little people who don’t understand anything are so slimy and really fun.

Zhang Zijian, who was entering the house with a mop, shouted to the doll with a smile: "Hey, my daughter-in-law is here? Kiss me."

Na Liwen: You are an old father-in-law, you are a bitch, do you want to show off your face by letting your daughter-in-law kiss you?

"Dear father-in-law, are you back? Well, I'm back from grandma's house to play with Brother Yangyang."

The girl raised her head and smiled like a sunflower. She replied sweetly, put her hand on her mouth, gave it a blow, and blew a kiss.

Na Liwen: The little girl is quite clever.

Zhang Zijian stretched out his hand to receive the blowing kiss, and at the same time he also said "ouch".

Na Liwen: Vomiting... I want to vomit.

"Hey~, my mother-in-law, you won't go to bed so early, right? I even brought you delicious food from my mother's house."

As the voice came in, a woman of about thirty years old came in, her wool curls tangled up on her head. He held a white porcelain plate in his hand, with browned sticky dry food in it.

Okay, here comes another one.

My mother-in-law's name was so kind and natural, just like the real thing.

"Sister Zhang, come in quickly. She's not asleep yet. She's angry with me. Please persuade her quickly. It's harmful to her if she's angry. Don't get angry over trivial things."

Zhang Zijian, who was mopping the floor, put the mop aside and took the plate from the other party with a smile, looking very familiar and familiar.

"My wife loves this the most. It's a bit cold. I'll take it to the kitchen and heat it up. Eating it cold with dry food is not good for your stomach."

Li Wen turned his head and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face of the visitor, and he suddenly sighed.

This woman is Zhang Shumei who lives on the second floor. She and Zhang Zijian used to be neighbors. The two families get along well because they have the same surname.

The first floor where Liwen and the others rented was introduced by her mother.

Zhang Shumei works as a nurse in the hospital. She is thirty-four years old this year. The fair and tender little girl is her daughter.

They rented this self-built second floor together for two years and got along very well.

After Li Wen and Zhang Zijian separated, Zhang Shumei also helped her a lot.

It's a pity that after she went to the capital, the two lost contact.

"Sister Zhang, thank you. You think about me no matter what you eat, just like my own sister."

Na Liwen was very moved and said that this was what she said from the bottom of her heart.

During the two years when she broke up with Zhang Zijian, she had no relatives or friends around her. Thanks to Zhang Shumei's care and help, she got out of the trough.

"Oh, you are still being polite to me. Who among us is fighting the other? Don't tell me, your mouth is quite sweet today. Master is back, so you learned from him, right?"

Zhang Shumei glanced sideways at Zhang Zijian and teased with her rosy mouth.

Li Wen laughed and looked at her excessively fair face, feeling envious and jealous.

This woman's facial features are very ordinary, but she has cold white skin, which makes her look much more refined.

She must be of mixed race.

Na Liwen had always thought so, but she had never asked. Her curiosity had never been strong.

"Eh~ He's been given fluids now. He seems very angry. Why, you and him quarreled again? You've never had such an quarrel before, and you even called the doctor home."

Zhang Shumei saw Zhang Zijian going out, approached Li Wen and asked softly.

Na Liwen joked to himself: "Hey, he didn't hit him to make me angry."

Zhang Shumei stretched out her hand and patted her, laughing hard: "This is the first time I have ever heard that someone who has never hit someone can be so angry."

Na Liwen: "······"

I didn't expect that I would be so angry when I was young.

Being angry is really harmful to the body.

I have been suffering from neurological headaches ever since.

Zhang Shumei looked up at the small round table standing in the corner with its mouth open, and asked with a small mouth: "That small table in your house is cracked. Could it be that you used it as a weapon?"

Na Liwen: "I'm not that violent. Besides, even though the small round table is not big, it is made of mahogany and is heavy. I used it as a weapon, so it would hit my instep first."

Zhang Shumei chuckled.

After Na Liwen finished speaking, he felt heartbroken when he looked at the small round table.

Speaking of which, I am really a prodigal. I kicked such a precious mahogany table and broke it.

Find someone to repair it when you have time, then treasure it and never use it again.

In the future, it will be worth a lot of money.

"Xiao Wen, let me tell you, we can get angry, curse and hit others, but we can't take it out on things. If we break it, don't we have to spend money to buy it?"

Zhang Shumei had laughed enough, biting Li Wen's ear and said.

"Yeah, I remember."

Na Liwen smiled and nodded in response.

"This man just needs to be dealt with, but you have to deal with it as soon as possible. Don't deal with it too much, or you may end up cleaning him up." Zhang Shumei continued to bite her ear.

Na Liwen looked up at her, there was something in his words.

She suddenly remembered that after she and Zhang Zijian divorced in her previous life, Zhang Shumei said that she had seen Zhang Zijian and a little nurse who was an intern at the hospital selling sticky corn in the market. The two of them were very ambiguous, but she didn't dare to tell them when they came back, for fear that they would be affected by it. Get divorced.

Thinking of this incident, Na Liwen's eyes darkened. When did that happen? It’s been so long that I kind of forgot about it.

"Let me tell you, you have to pay attention to your skills when you hit him. But you can't scratch his face. It's not good for people to see it exposed.

You pinch the roots of his thighs and the squeaky pits. Those two areas are all soft and fleshy. It hurts and won't be seen..."

Zhang Shumei didn't notice the change in her expression and taught her in a low voice.

Na Liwen: You have a smiling face, but you have such a vicious heart.

Well, you have to learn this method.

Will try it soon.

"There is a saying that goes well: if you hit someone, don't hit him in the face. As long as there are no marks on the face, you won't admit it even if you hit him." Zhang Shumei said.

Na Liwen: Men are not afraid of exposure, eldest sister.

"...We must use soft and hard tactics. No matter how old a man is, he is like a child. We have to coax him, and coax him to make money for us. Anyway, coaxing people to death won't pay for their lives, so it's okay to waste some words." It’s money spent with no interest.”