The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 395 The matter of Shaodong (3)
Mother Qi smiled and said she understood.

Some people are inconvenient to come forward, so the jewelry store is helped to find the way out by the store they trust.

"You can show me the complete set first."

If it wasn't a set, she wouldn't want it, no matter how much she liked it, she would never like something that wasn't a set.

The manager had no choice but to run to the back and make a phone call. He poured two cups of tea for Qi's mother and Qi Jiajia, and sat next to them to drink the tea. Song Jian's mother also had some on hand, but she thought it was not good to drink.

"I said that your store doesn't have any valuables?"

The lady who served Song Jian's mother was having a headache. At first, she thought that this lady would definitely buy a lot. After all, there were three big characters on her face, and she was not short of money.

She has hope today, but she slaughtered this fat fish well, but she didn't buy anything after grinding and haggling, and gave her a headache.

After a while, the manager answered a call, went down and then came up again.

"Mrs. Qi, it's all over."

"How much?" Mother Qi held the necklace in her hand. The workmanship was so exquisite and beautiful. She remembered that she had a dress that matched this necklace very well.

"2000."

Mother Qi put the necklace in the box.

"2000."

The manager nodded. They don't have so-called familiarity here. The price is based on their own opinions and set by the seller himself.

Qi Jiajia thinks it looks good.

"I remember you have a dress that goes well with this?"

"Good-looking?" Qi's mother looked at her daughter and asked.

"Let's just leave it at that. Is there any problem with its origin?" Qi Jiajia asked the manager.

"Miss Qi, don't worry, we have been doing this for so many years, we will definitely pay attention to this, there is no problem."

Zheng Shaodong opened the car door and walked inside, then entered the house, the person sitting on the sofa spoke.

"You still know how to come back?"

Zheng Shaodong walked upstairs, and the people downstairs were furious, pointing at his back and scolding, "Look at him, what did he do? Has he done anything well in these years? If you have the ability, don't come back, with that kind of person What good is there to be with your son?"

An older woman pulling a man, she really didn't want to see such a scene, after all, it was the father and son who made them look like enemies.

"Shaodong, bow down to your father." The woman begged bitterly.

Zheng Shaodong turned around and looked at the woman with a gloomy face: "Is there a place for you to talk here?"

"Bastard..." The man impulsively wanted to get his hand held down by the woman.

Zheng Shaodong simply got down from the top again, and made a gesture of shooting at his own brain: "Be careful of your high blood pressure, I don't care if you get mad."

Zheng Shaodong's father clutched his heart, and the woman asked the guards at home to get the medicine quickly. All the people who came in and out of Zheng's house were soldiers.

"Being Papa Huang's son is better than being your son."

The woman closed her eyes and stood up before Zheng Shaodong's father got angry: "Shaodong, everything is my fault. Your father is not in good health. If he is really angry, will you feel better? If it's not you, go to bed." Lou, don't be mad at him anymore."

Zheng Shaodong spread his hands and looked at the woman and smiled: "My dear stepmother, I listen to your old advice, I'll get out, I'll get out."

It must be like this every time he goes home, if he doesn't have to come back, he really doesn't want to enter this door.

Zheng Shaodong's father looked at his wife, took the medicine and breathed a sigh of relief; "Don't talk about him."

After all, he is still his son, why he is angry is still not allowed to be told by others.

Zheng Shaodong's mother passed away when he was six years old, and his father remarried. I heard that it was his former lover. He didn't care about what happened, but the relationship between father and son became worse and worse. He was laughing and joking outside, but who would have thought that his home was like this?
In all fairness, this stepmother is not a bad one. After marrying in, she served his father and took care of him, but Zheng Shaodong didn't appreciate it. He treated his stepmother like an enemy. Everyone knows that it's not good to be a stepmother, and it's even more difficult to be a stepmother in the middle. She said it too seriously, but Zheng Shaodong's father didn't want it.

"I'm not willing to talk about him, your body..."

"I know my own body, I don't have this son, so you don't have to waste your time talking about him."

That's what I said, in fact, I don't want my wife to talk about my son. After all these years, he also understands the cause of the matter, but he is married, and the child doesn't understand. He is a man and can live on his own. ?

If he had known this was the result, he would have made up his mind early on that he would not remarry.

Zheng Shaodong went to see his grandfather and grandmother at night, and his grandmother watched him come in and waved to him.

"How about looking at the stars?"

Stepping on his shoes, he walked over and kissed the old man's face, then squinted his eyes with a smile like a flower picker.

"My grandma is really getting more and more fragrant."

"How come the bigger you are, the more childish you are."

Hearing the voice, Zheng Shaodong got up and made a gesture of salute: "Hello, Chief, you have worked hard, Chief."

Grandpa smiled helplessly.

"Go home?"

The smile on Zheng Shaodong's face disappeared, and he opened his mouth to change the topic. Grandpa and grandma sighed at the same time.

Zheng Shaodong held his grandmother tightly in his arms: "Beauty, it doesn't look good if you sigh, you have wrinkles on your face."

"You bad boy, are you cursing grandma for wrinkles?" Grandma slapped his hand, and then persuaded: "Shaodong, your mother has been gone all these years, and your father has never betrayed your mother. Where is he? He must be remarried at an age, and he has lasted for a year."

Zheng Shaodong couldn't listen, and stood up, looking a little cold.

"If grandpa and grandma want to talk about this, then I'll go first."

He doesn't want to discuss this with anyone.

Grandma knew that the child was weak, so she couldn't say anything.

"Why did you come back?"

Zheng Shaodong looked at his grandfather and said something, and his grandfather frowned.

"Xiaoyang is here now?"

(End of this chapter)