It has only been one or two months to live under the AA system, and it has been several months since the divorce, and Hai Ling still remembers the grudge.
“I am Yangyang’s own father.”
“Let you eat is my shop, not Yangyang’s. You are Yangyang’s father, not mine. Don’t show me the airs of your father.”
Zhou Honglin: “…Hai Ling, you have changed, you have really changed, you have become sharp-tongued, you learned from Hai Ling, I said that your younger sister has married into a wealthy family, and wealthy families are very particular about rules. , can her temper adapt? You should persuade Haitong to be gentle.”
Hai Ling raised his head and stared at Zhou Honglin coldly.
Zhou Honglin didn’t dare to speak for a moment.
Ever since Hai Ling didn’t intend to spend time with him, the Hai family sisters have become more and more powerful.
Zhou Honglin hugged Yang Yang and turned around to walk away. A customer left after eating and paying the bill, and a table was vacated. After Zhou Honglin asked Aunt Liang to clean up, he hugged his son and sat down at the table.
Looking at Hai Ling’s busy figure again, Zhou Honglin recalled the past, and gradually realized why Hai Ling became what she is now, no, it’s not a change, it’s because she has regained her shrewdness before marriage.
The years when she was the stupidest and most talkative were when she was his wife.
They have known each other for more than ten years, and it is a lie to say that they have no relationship.
She used to be so kind to him because she loved him, making him think she was useless, but she didn’t know it was because she loved him.
Now, she doesn’t love him anymore… She’s back to being as shrewd as before.
At the beginning, he was jealous deep down in his heart that Hai Ling was doing better than him in the company, so he used love to numb her and let her resign and return to the family as a housewife.
A woman who is a housewife revolves around her husband and children, honoring her parents-in-law first and taking care of her children, so she has no time to go shopping or attend parties with her former colleagues. Over time, her former friends will leave them.
They will be out of touch with society, and because they revolve around the family and neglect to dress themselves up, they gradually make themselves into yellow-faced women.
Zhou Honglin admitted that he was really bad at the beginning, and he just wanted to force Hai Ling step by step into a person who was out of touch with society, had no source of income, and became a yellow-faced woman in his early thirties.
Compared with many housewives who have suffered from this situation, Hai Ling is a very brave person. With a knife in hand, she cut off her husband and wife relationship with Zhou Honglin neatly.
She never made do for her children.
She feels that in a failed marriage, divorce may be harmful to the children, but without divorce, the husband and wife quarrel and fight all day long, and the family has no peace, which is also a kind of harm to the children.
It’s better to get divorced. She takes her child out to live alone. As long as she teaches her heart, she can also train her son to become a self-reliant and confident person.
Aunt Liang brought over a basket of steamed dumplings and placed it in front of Zhou Honglin.
Zhou Honglin pulled back Piaoyuan’s thoughts, thinking in his heart that he and Jiani are living happily and sweetly now, although there will be family conflicts, it is the husband and wife and Ye Jiani are in the running-in period, after the running-in, he will live It is better than Hailing.
So, he ate his breakfast with peace of mind.
He also feeds Yang Yang a dumpling, but Yang Yang refuses to share a pair of chopsticks with him. The little guy insists on having his own pair of chopsticks, and then picks up the dumplings to eat. He doesn’t need Zhou Honglin to feed him. ,dirty!
“Yangyang knows how to use chopsticks, and can eat dumplings by himself. It’s awesome. Your little brother Bao still asks your aunt to feed him when he eats.”
Zhou Honglin felt that his son was better than his nephew.
After a while, Hai Ling cooked Zhou Honglin’s bowl of wonton and asked Aunt Liang to bring it over.
Zhou Honglin asked for a small bowl, and gave some to his son. The father and son ate together, and they ate with gusto.
As the days passed and the morning rush hour passed, fewer and fewer people came in for breakfast.