Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

An Zhenghua raised his face and asked in puzzlement.

"No, mom is not crying, mom is happy, I'm so happy to have such a sensible child like you."

Qi silently swallowed her tears, and immediately ate up the half bowl of porridge in her hand.

"Huazi, is there any leftover food at home? Mom wants to get better soon, and she must be full to have the strength to recover."

"Wait, mom, I'll serve you a meal right now."

When An Zhenghua heard that Mrs. Qi wanted to eat, he hurriedly took the bowl in her hand, crawled out of bed with a grunt, and ran to the door quickly.

Seeing the figure disappearing at the door, Mrs. Qi was filled with emotion.

In the past few days when she was drowsy, her body went from hot to cold, it was like walking through hell. The torment of illness is not terrible, what is more uncomfortable is the cynicism of her mother-in-law, the indifference of her father-in-law, and the ignorance of her husband , Qi Shi thought countless times that he just let himself fend for himself, and he was on the verge of giving up on himself.

But now she doesn't think so anymore, even if it's not for herself, she still wants to live well for her two sons, just because they need her as a mother.

This family is deformed, but she can't let her two sons also become freaks created by this environment.

Qi Shi found the purpose of living again, and his spirit improved a lot, even his stomach felt hungry.

"Huazi, what are you doing in the kitchen again? Didn't grandma tell you not to touch these things all the time? Why don't you listen? Come down to grandma."

As soon as Mrs. Liu entered the kitchen, she saw An Zhenghua standing on a small stool and pulling things in the cupboard. She was so frightened that she became impatient, and hugged him down while talking.

"Grandma, I'm looking for something to eat."

After An Zhenghua was forcibly carried down, he felt a little annoyed, and pulled Liu's sleeve and said unhappily.

"Didn't you just eat enough, why do you want to eat again?"

Liu frowned, and said it casually.

"Okay, grandma will look for you, or can I serve you a bowl of porridge?"

Unable to match her grandson's request, Mrs. Liu finally nodded and agreed, and when she saw that he was about to cry, she hurriedly found him something to eat.

"Then eat porridge, grandma."

An Zhenghua handed over the bowl on the stove, followed behind her and watched.

"More, more grandma, I'm hungry." As he said, Mrs. Liu added more.

"Okay my dear grandson, eat slowly and be careful of burning."

In the morning, An Zhengwei made a lot of porridge, so there was a lot left over. Originally, Mrs. Liu planned for her two grandsons to go to school.

"Grandma, have you finished your laundry?"

An Zhenghua didn't eat while holding the bowl, he just stared at Mrs. Liu and asked.

"It's just about to hang out. Didn't you hear the movement in the kitchen and thought that a mouse had entered it? Come in quickly to have a look and see that you are looking for food here. Next time you are hungry, tell grandma, grandma will get you something to eat."

Mrs. Liu took out one of the pickled salted plums and put one in An Zhenghua's bowl, and chopped up some radishes and dried them in, as if he was afraid that he would not have enough to eat.

"Thank you grandma, why don't you go to work first, and then take a rest."

An Zhenghua deliberately dismissed Liu Shi. He knew that she and his mother had been at loggerheads, so he thought it would be more appropriate to secretly send the porridge there.

"Then grandma will go to work first, just put the bowl here after you finish eating, and grandma will clean up."

Mrs. Liu went out after a few words of explanation. An Zhenghua stood at the door and saw her walking into the yard, and quickly slipped out with a bowl in hand.

"Mom, the porridge is here."

Along the way, An Zhenghua spilled some porridge no matter how careful he was, but fortunately, there was not much.

"Thank you, kid. Is this what your grandma gave you?"

As soon as the Qi family saw An Zhenghua, she had a soft smile on her face, which was much different from her usual domineering appearance.

"Yeah mom, I'm short and I can't reach it. Grandma served it for me. She thought it was for me to eat, so she specially added more dishes. There are salted plums and dried radishes. Mom, eat it while it's hot. Don't be afraid of the cold anymore."

An Zhenghua proudly showed off his achievements, but he didn't know how chilling Qi's heart was when hearing such words.

Now she has to eat more bowls of porridge for the sake of her son. She is not jealous of such differential treatment, but finds it ridiculous.

"Thank you Huazi, when mom gets better, I'll cook something delicious for you."

The Qi family can only say these feeble words, but it is also something that can be done at present.

"As long as you get better soon, mom, my brother and I can just eat dried radishes all the time."

An Zhenghua thought that his father had taken away all the family money, and knew that he would not be able to eat meat for a while. Although he felt a little unhappy, he still knew how to face the reality and knew what was more important.

"Fool, even if you are willing to eat, mom can't bear it."

Mrs. Qi rubbed An Zhenghua's little head, and suddenly realized that this playful kid was a lot more sensible, but soon, she noticed the scar on the corner of his mouth, and immediately sat up straight, her expression also congealed.

"Hua Zi, where did you get this?"

An Zhenghua dodged Qi's touch with a guilty conscience.

He knew that he could deceive his grandparents by fabricating lies, but he couldn't hide them from his mother's eyes, so he was very guilty.

"Mom, I'm fine, I just accidentally scratched it with my nails."

When Qi saw this, he could tell at a glance that he was lying.

"Your nails were trimmed just two days ago, how could you get them like this? Hua Zi, tell mom honestly, how did you get it?"

Mrs. Qi put down the bowl, not caring about finishing the remaining half bowl of porridge.

The light in the room was not very clear just now, and Qi's mental state was not very good, so he didn't notice the scar on An Zhenghua's face immediately.Seeing that it didn't matter, my heart suddenly became nervous, wondering if he was fighting with someone in school.

"Well, the nails have grown a little in the past few days. Mom, don't worry about it, it will be fine soon."

An Zhenghua didn't dare to say it, because he was afraid that his mother's body would get worse because of worrying about her. These were also what An Zhengwei had told him in advance, but he revealed himself in a few moments.

"How can it be all right at once, and the bleeding is coming! Huazi, do you want to kill your mother in a hurry? Tell me how to do it!"

Qi couldn't help but become strict, and the solemn expression made him a little scared.

"Mom, don't be angry, I just said it."

Seeing that he couldn't hide anything, An Zhenghua simply told the truth.

"It's not that dead bastard of An Xiaolan. If she hadn't brought the police to the house to make trouble, mom, you wouldn't get sick from fright, and grandparents wouldn't fight! Now people outside say that grandma is a thief Mother-in-law, our family is full of thieves! I hate them, I just can't get used to the fact that the younger brother of the dead bastard is so popular with the teacher in the class."