Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

155 Chapter 3 Sadness [-]
After listening to Zhao Shi's explanation, Jiang Wuyou was still angry in his heart, but he showed a lot of forbearance.

What he couldn't understand the most was his mother, who didn't trust him too much, and his son didn't think his mother was ugly. Could it be that he looked like an unworthy son who was wronged by his mother, but he despised him instead?
The anger in his heart lies in his own incompetence. If he has the ability, if his mother is wronged again, will he hide himself because he is afraid that his temper will be too violent?

When his mother and younger sister were hurt, he was not by his side, and after his mother and younger sister were hurt, he couldn't avenge them. Jiang Wuyou attributed all these reasons to his own incompetence.

If he had money, power, or even one of them, would his mother and younger sister still be hurt like this?
This kind of thought was like a thorn in Jiang Wuyou's heart, until one day, when an opportunity came, it broke through the ground and took root.

"Mother, am I that kind of person? Could it be that the children taught by our Jiang family's tutors can't tell right from wrong?" Jiang Wuyou looked at Mrs. Zhao sadly, and argued weakly.

There are some things that he doesn't want to explain, and he doesn't want to emphasize too much. It's better to say than to do. One day, mother will understand that he has grown up and can be relied on. Jiang Wuyou clenched his fists.

Faced with Jiang Wuyou's questioning, Mrs. Zhao wanted to tell him that was not the case, but some words had already been said, and no matter whether she wanted to or not, she couldn't take them back.

No matter how it was made up, a small crack appeared between Zhao Shi and Jiang Wuyou's mother-child relationship, and a subtle gap had already arisen.

Entering the twelfth lunar month, the affairs of the Jiang family have faded in Zhuangzi, and the atmosphere of the New Year has already begun, and the twelfth lunar month is the new year.

When Ge Shi came again, both Jiang Wenwen and Zhao Shi were a little caught off guard. They didn't know what her purpose was.

"Sister Ge, sit in the room and lean against the stove to keep warm." Mrs. Zhao invited Mrs. Ge who came to the door suddenly into the room, and poured a cup of hot chrysanthemum tea.

The golden yellow wild chrysanthemums bloomed again in the hot water, and gradually released a slightly bitter fragrance of chrysanthemums.

This chrysanthemum was picked when Jiang Wen was ninety-nine in the Double Ninth Festival.In Fujiazhuang in late autumn, there are wild chrysanthemums in full bloom all over the mountains and plains. Looking from afar, you can see golden yellow everywhere.

Jiang Wen hasn’t seen this kind of autumn for many years. When he was still very young, on the way home from school in autumn, he would always pick a handful of wild chrysanthemums. long time.Only later, such autumn scenery gradually disappeared.

Wild chrysanthemum clears the liver and improves eyesight, relieves heat and relieves wind, making tea has many benefits, because the family can’t afford good tea, when the chrysanthemums bloom, Jiang Wen picks a lot, chrysanthemum tea is more expensive than those tea leaves many.

The hot water was washed down, and soon the water in the white porcelain bowl diffused a light yellow color, which was much lighter than the golden color of chrysanthemum petals. The color set off by the clean white porcelain was very pleasing.

It's just that seeing this pleasing color in Ge's eyes, it became unpleasant, and silently complained about the Jiang family's stinginess, and even refused to serve tea when guests came, so they used these cheap things to deal with them.

But fortunately, Ge Shi hasn't forgotten the purpose of coming to Jiang's house. She complained in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face. There was a bit of a smile on her face, neither too warm nor alienated. Just right.

With Ge Shi's unobtrusive attitude, Zhao Shi couldn't grasp what she meant for a while.

(End of this chapter)