After three years of marriage, she didn't go home? 70's Jiaojiao wants a divorce

Chapter 67 Can You Shut Up?

Shen Qingqing and Jiang Zhixun went downstairs one after another, and the dumplings were out of the pot.

Although only one hand could move, Shen Qingqing did not sit and wait for dinner, but went to the kitchen to help serve dumplings.

The dumplings were served on a plate, making them easy to carry.

Jiang's mother signaled to her son to take the plate from Shen Qingqing.

Jiang Zhixun glanced at it casually.

I did not answer.

Instead, he went to the kitchen and brought out the hottest stewed chicken.

Not to mention Jiang's mother, even Jiang's father felt that his son was tactless.

He has a cold face all day long, and those who don't know him would think Qingqing owes him money.

Even with this, he still has the nerve to not divorce?

Father Jiang shook his head and asked Shen Qingqing to sit down. "Let Zhixun take the rest."

Old Master Jiang agreed, "You are injured now. The most important task is to recover. If there is any work, you can ask the brat to do it. You don't have to do it yourself."

Shen Qingqing listened to her elders and did not go back to the kitchen to get dishes.

She sat down in her usual seat and said to the old man with a smile, "I took an X-ray before coming back. The doctor said I'm recovering well. You don't have to worry."

Injuring a bone is no small matter. The old man said, "Put your work aside for a while and don't rush back to work."

Shen Qingqing moved out of the compound before, using the reason of convenience for work.

The old man asked her to put her work aside for the time being, which meant that he wanted her to stay at home for a while longer.

Shen Qingqing's goal is to get a divorce, not to sever ties with the elders of the Jiang family.

As long as I can get a divorce certificate, that's fine.

Everything else is trivial.

So he nodded and said, "Let's go for another check after the New Year, and resume work if the situation allows."

Hearing this, Jiang's mother looked very happy.

As long as Shen Qingqing doesn't leave in a hurry, there is definitely room for negotiation on this matter.

I served Shen Qingqing a bowl of chicken soup and a chicken leg.

The chicken is very fat, and the soup is glossy and yellow, with a fragrant aroma.

Knowing that Shen Qingqing didn't like greasy food, Jiang's mother deliberately skimmed off the butter on the surface when she served the soup.

"Look at you, you've lost weight recently. You need to eat more to gain some weight back."

Shen Qingqing thanked her and said, "Mom, you should eat too. Don't just focus on me."

Jiang's mother suddenly felt a little sad.

If the couple really divorced, would Qingqing still call her "Mom" in the future?

If the answer is no, then wouldn't she be missing a daughter?
People are divided into close and distant relatives. In Jiang's mother's heart, her biological son Jiang Zhixun is the most important.

But this does not mean that she has no real feelings for Shen Qingqing.

I have watched this girl grow up with my own eyes. No matter how good the female comrades outside are, they can never compare to Shen Qingqing.

Someone kicked my foot under the table.

Jiang's mother tilted her head to glare at her husband and said, "Eat well."

Father Jiang also wants to eat well, but his wife's emotions are written on her face. How can he let others eat?
He cleared his throat and looked at his son. "Qingqing is having trouble using one hand. You pick up the food for her."

Jiang Zhixun hadn't been home for three years. In addition to dumplings and chicken soup, Jiang's mother also prepared other dishes.

The roast duck was bought at the restaurant, freshly baked and very fragrant.

There is also a dish of pork stewed with vermicelli, which is really difficult for Shen Qingqing to make with one hand.

Jiang Zhixun hummed in a cold tone, and Jiang's mother didn't know whether he was willing or not.

His eyes moved between the young couple and he sighed silently in his heart.

If the two of them could live a good life and have two more children, occasions like this would definitely be as lively as possible.

What a pity, how did it turn out like this!

Shen Qingqing lowered her head and drank the soup.

Jiang Zhixun also ate in silence.

The elders wanted to talk, but couldn't find a suitable topic.

The atmosphere was strange, and even though Shen Qingqing was calm, she felt uneasy. She just wanted to finish her meal quickly and go back to her room.

There were two small bowls in front of her, one filled with chicken soup and the other with dumplings.

There is also a small dish of vinegar for dipping the dumplings.

Just these few things are enough to keep her full.

So I didn't pick up my chopsticks.

Suddenly, a roast duck leg went into her bowl.

There is a lot of meat and the skin has a beautiful color, which looks very tempting.

Jiang Zhixun said calmly, "You've been thinking about eating roast duck, right? Eat it while it's hot."

Shen Qingqing was confused. "When did I say I wanted to eat roast duck?"

She went to the Northwest, thinking only of getting a divorce.

How can I have the energy to crave these things?

After three years of cold war, Jiang Zhixun felt embarrassed that he was trying to "please" Shen Qingqing in front of his elders, so he just made up a lie.

I turned to look at Shen Qingqing, and seeing her confused expression, I inexplicably wanted to laugh.

It's funny, but also sad.

Shen Qingqing had never given him a good look in the past few days, so now, when she was just willing to talk to him, he felt satisfied.

Looking into her beautiful eyes, Jiang Zhixun said seriously, "I was under anesthesia during the operation, and I said that when I was still unconscious."

Shen Qingqing was so embarrassed that she didn't know if she had said anything else nonsense.

I didn't dare ask more, for fear of hearing something more embarrassing from Jiang Zhixun.

He quickly lowered his head to eat, but the heat in his body was uncontrollable and kept surging up in waves.

Shen Qingqing couldn't help but imagine the scene at that time, and she felt even more embarrassed.

Jiang Zhixun looked at her ears which were gradually turning red, and suddenly he felt a sense of relief.

On the way back, he was the only one holding his breath.

Shen Qingqing was so calm, he thought she was heartless and didn't care about anything!

Jiang Zhixun offered her some roast duck again, but Shen Qingqing refused it and moved the bowl away a little, her refusal being obvious.

"Why don't you eat? Let me help you recall the scene at that time?"

Jiang Zhixun narrowed his eyes, with a hint of amusement, but more of malice.

"You cried at that time and said..."

"Can you shut up?"

Shen Qingqing had an ugly expression on her face, and she felt embarrassed as if her wounds were exposed in front of everyone.

Jiang Zhixun may not have any ill intentions, but she is not so careless that she can make any joke!

Her reaction exceeded Jiang Zhixun's expectations.

Tension, helplessness, panic...all came flooding up in my mind.

Jiang Zhixun knew he had said the wrong thing, so he moved his lips, but in the end, he said nothing.

The atmosphere grew colder.

Jiang's mother quickly tried to smooth things over. "How can a patient who's been anesthetized know what he's saying? You're such a jerk! If you want to make a joke, go back to your rooms after dinner. We don't want to hear Qingqing's privacy."

As he spoke, he added another spoonful of chicken soup to Shen Qingqing, "The weather is so cold, you should drink something hot. If your body is warm, you will recover faster."

With Shen Qingqing's style, she would not lose her temper in front of her elders over such a small matter.

Even if she was angry, she would endure it temporarily.

But this time she couldn't help herself, which was enough to prove how bad her mood was.

Originally, Jiang's mother wanted to persuade Shen Qingqing not to divorce, but now she didn't dare to mention it at all.

I was afraid that Shen Qingqing would be so angry that she would become more determined to get a divorce.

He winked at his son, asking him to pick up some more food for Shen Qingqing.

Jiang Zhixun lowered his eyes and did not move.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he always provoked Shen Qingqing's temper again and again.

But when she got angry, he regretted it...

(End of this chapter)