My wife is in my arms

Chapter 165 Snow Twelve

Unscrew the shower head.

Zhang Yi's house does not use an electric water heater, but a gas water heater, so after turning it on, you need to wait for a while until the water temperature rises before taking a shower.

After standing in the bathroom for about a minute, Jiang Yiren tested the water temperature and felt it was about right, so she began to take a formal bath. Unlike her previous baths when she had no complicated feelings, tonight... seemed to be a little different.

Ever since her husband stopped gambling, he has focused his attention on her.

And it got worse and worse. She had asked him to sign an agreement when she came back, but after spending some time together, the agreement basically became a dead end.

Under the steaming hot water, Jiang Yiren's delicate face had a clear blush. Because of her love of gambling, her relationship with her husband had become very bad a few years ago, and he... it seemed that apart from alcoholism and gambling, she, his wife, seemed to have become dispensable in his eyes, so the two had not slept together for several years since they separated.

however.

Just when she thought that this kind of relationship would continue until one day she could no longer bear it and chose to divorce, her husband suddenly chose to make a change when she was caught off guard.

If only it were getting better.

But she...actually began to show her talent, without any warning...Her husband is good at writing lyrics, composing music and acting, and he is even very good at it.

The feeling it brought to her was like a dead tree coming back to life in spring. Besides the novelty, she also felt an unprecedented shock. If she had not been sure that this was her husband, based on the talent he displayed, she really would not have believed it.

However, after spending some time together, Jiang Yiren realized that this was her husband. He had just wanted to be a gigolo and was worried about being too tired to work, so he had been pretending to be dead.

While she was taking a shower, she occasionally heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen. It should be her husband chopping the remaining half of the meal he bought last night.

Zhang You

Jiang Yiren turned down the shower head a little and couldn't help but scream.

"what!?"

Her husband's voice came from the living room, and Jiang Yiren said, "Turn on the air conditioner in the living room."

"I have to turn on the air conditioner in the living room before nightfall. Singers who earn tens of millions a year are different. They are known for their generosity."

Hearing her husband's chattering, Jiang Yiren, who continued to take a shower, couldn't help but roll her eyes. She would cure him of his habit of talking nonsense sooner or later.

She still makes tens of millions a year... No matter how much she earns, it's not as much as he earns from gambling in foreign casinos. She works so hard, but now she can't even afford a decent house.

Winter nights come quickly.

When Jiang Yiren came out of the shower, it was already dark outside.

Jiang Yiren, wearing a black pajamas with green leaves printed on them, smoothed her hair which had just been blown but not completely dried, and walked to the kitchen door and said to her husband who was cooking, "Call Xiao Zishan back, it's already half past five."

"She will come back when she has had enough fun"

now.

The goose has been stewed, and the hairy crabs have been put into the pot to steam. Zhang You plans to wait another hour to fry the remaining two dishes. If they are fried now, they will cool down quickly. Wiping his hands with a rag, Zhang You said, "If you don't let her play until she is tired, she will fall asleep early at night!? I can't outlast her. She kept me up last night, and she's still awake."

Jiang Yiren's lips curled up slightly. Sometimes her husband's nonsense gave her a headache, but sometimes it made her want to laugh.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yiren reminded him, "Then you should go downstairs and take a look, don't run too far."

"She's just downstairs. Don't worry, I care about her more than you do. She's my only daughter."

Zhang You said with a smile.

"What do you mean, I can't have children, right!?"

Jiang Yiren's eyes narrowed, the smile on her face suddenly vanishing. She folded her hands over her chest. Zhang You was stunned. Did he say something wrong? It seemed not, but Jiang Yiren's reaction...

After a slight hesitation, Zhang You smiled and said, "How is that possible? You can definitely give birth! The main reason is that I don't have the idea of ​​having another child. The cost of having another child is too high now. You've seen Xiao Zishan's situation. She only scored so low in Chinese and English. If I have another child, she might not even get 60 points. So... have fewer children and plant more trees. When you have money, we'll buy that villa with a yard. Then we'll plant two trees. If we're in a bad mood, we can whip them a few times. Not only will the trees not talk back, they won't even fight back with our hands."

“That makes a lot of sense.”

Jiang Yiren turned and walked to the living room window sill and said, "But let's not talk about it anymore. Zhang You, remember one thing, only I can make the decision on whether to have a baby or not. As for you... except for the period of time when you took care of Xiao Zishan, I took care of everything before. Even if you want to have a baby in the future, you should go to work and earn money. You don't have to worry about the child."

If it were in the past, Jiang Yiren really would not have thought of having another child.

But since her husband is well-educated and so talented, and they only have Xiao Zishan as their child, she always feels that it is a bit of a waste of his talent.

If Xiao Zishan inherited her father's talent, Jiang Yiren might not have such an idea, but until now, Xiao Zishan has not even finished his three subjects, let alone any talent in singing and composing.

While she'd never considered letting Xiao Zishan enter the entertainment industry, she at least showed some curiosity and talent for music. The result? She couldn't see it at all.

She was pretty accurate at throwing snowballs at her dad.

What kind of career would this be suitable for… bowling?! Or golf, which is similar. Her father really enjoys golf, but unfortunately, they fell out over their marriage many years ago and haven't spoken to each other since. Last year, she went back specifically to try to smooth things over, but her parents refused to see her.

Think of this.

A hint of sadness flashed in Jiang Yiren's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yiren suppressed the sadness that suddenly emerged, looked up at her husband, and said seriously, "Zhang You, as long as Han Hui helps you get the job of host, you must accept it."

Without giving her husband a chance to refuse, Jiang Yiren stood on the windowsill, opened the glass window, and shouted downstairs, "Zhang Zishan, you have five minutes to go home."

Zhang Youli ignored Jiang Yiren and went straight into the kitchen to stare at the pot.

soon.

Xiao Zishan's figure appeared at home, with snow on her head and body. Jiang Yiren reached out to help her brush it off, then held her hand to test her body temperature. When she found that her daughter's hand was very hot, she turned back to the room to help her get clothes.

As soon as she returned to the room, Jiang Yiren was speechless.

Her husband actually bought several boxes from the pharmacy... and placed them right on her bedside table.

After a slight hesitation, Jiang Yiren opened a cabinet under the wardrobe. There was an old bag inside. She stuffed her husband's medicine into the bag, zipped it up, and pushed the cabinet back before leaving.

(End of this chapter)