Li Zijuan blamed herself. She felt that Xu Zhiyi's sudden behavior was all her fault.
She was so busy these days that even if her sisters-in-law helped in the kitchen, she didn't have to cook in person. She, the hostess, had to do many things herself.
She couldn't stop looking for this and that on the stove.
Xu Cheng was different. Xu Zhian and his classmates took care of the errands and shopping.
Su Jianguo helped greet the relatives at home, and his school colleagues included Lao Wu, so he didn't have to worry at all.
All he has to do is sit back and accept the rainbow farts from his guests.
She was busy until five or six in the afternoon. Li Zijuan's legs hurt terribly, but she could only hold on.
She remembered that just after six o'clock, she finally took a break and sat on a chair outside the kitchen, half-rolling her trousers and pinching her calves.
Her legs were swollen from standing for too long, a recurring problem.
Xu Zhiyi came to her, as if asking her what she was looking for. When he saw her legs were swollen like that, he immediately knelt down and pinched her. He glanced at Xu Cheng, who was chatting and laughing in the distance, and said unhappily:
"Mom, your legs are swollen like this. My dad seems to be fine and can still smile like that. Doesn't he understand you at all?"
Li Zijuan was very tired at that time, so she said casually: "Hey, aren't all men like this? What can we expect from them?"
At this moment, someone in the kitchen called her: "Sister-in-law, the sesame oil in the bottle has been used up. Is there any more at home?"
Li Zijuan quickly put down her pants and stood up, "Yes, I will find it for you."
After saying that, she went back to work.
More than half an hour later, while looking for something for someone, she accidentally cut her hand, which was quite large. She rinsed it with cold water and ran to Xu Zhiyi's bedroom to ask her to help bandage it.
This time, she was free, and her room was quieter.
At that time, Xu Zhiyi was sitting on the bed with her knees in her arms, in a daze. When he saw the blood on her hands, he was shocked and quickly got out of bed to find Yunnan Baiyao and a band-aid for her.
It is said that a daughter is a mother's caring little cotton-padded jacket, and it is true. When Xu Zhiyi saw her wound, his face was full of distress, the corners of his eyes were wet, and his voice was choked, "Mom, it hurts a lot."
When Yunnan Baiyao powder was sprinkled on the wound, Li Zijuan gasped in pain:
"Why doesn't it hurt? It's true that you took such a big bite on your big day. It's better to be a man, and you can also live a big life. Your father is famous in front of others, but your mother and I can only suffer this pain behind others. Hey, in the next life , I also want to be a man.”
Xu Zhiyi gave her good medicine and just put the band-aid on her, when someone called her outside again, she responded irritably:
"Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, why don't you call you big brother, just call me, you guys, just split me into several pieces."
She complained, even though her hands were injured, she still got up and went to work.
As a result, as soon as she stood up from the bed, Xu Zhiyi suddenly hugged her waist and started crying, "Mom, please don't go. I don't want to get married. I don't want to get married anymore."
As soon as she cried, she got out of control and kept chanting "I don't want to get married, I don't want to get married" over and over again, like a demon.
After a while, Xu Cheng and Xu Zhian rushed over after hearing the noise here. Later, Su Jianguo, Xu Yan and others also heard the noise and entered the house.
One after another, many people curiously gathered around the house and watched the excitement.
Seeing this, Xu Cheng quickly evacuated the crowd.
He sent Su Jianguo out to greet the guests and asked Xu Yan to take care of the kitchen.
The last people staying in Xu Zhiyi's house were Xu Cheng, Li Zijuan, Xu Zhian, Xu Ying and Xu Hong.
Li Zijuan, Xu Ying and Xu Hong kept trying to persuade Xu Zhiyi not to cry but to be happy on her big day.
But she couldn't listen to him, and kept shouting that she wouldn't get married.
Xu Cheng saw her indifferent look and couldn't help scolding her:
"There are so many guests outside, why are you messing around here? Isn't it embarrassing? Even if you mess around, there is a time and occasion. You are getting married tomorrow. Now you are saying not to get married, not to get married. What do you want to do? Marry someone like Octavia. Man, what else are you dissatisfied with and what is there to cause trouble for?
Xu Zhiyi, I warn you, hold back your tears. People from the Ming family will come immediately to deliver extra boxes. Don't let your in-laws see you like this. If they see you, how can you stay at your in-laws' house in the future? I, Xu Cheng, can’t afford to lose this person! "
When Xu Cheng got angry, Xu Zhiyi collapsed even more, cried louder, and even shouted that she didn't want to get married anymore.
That's when Octavia came in.
The moment he opened the door for Octavia, Xu Cheng knew that he, this girl, had been completely embarrassed.
As soon as the bedroom door opened, Mingrui saw Xu Zhiyi wearing the dress he wore on the day he gave the betrothal gift, kneeling on the bed, hugging Li Zijuan and crying, helpless and panicked, saying incoherently:
"Mom, I'm scared, so scared. Even my dad despises me. I don't want to get married. If I marry, some people will find it distasteful. If I sleep in, some will despise it. If I want to eat, it all depends on the person's face.
If I still don't want to have a baby in the future, I will be scolded as unfilial. If I can't have a baby, and they think I can't lay eggs, I might smile, but some people won't understand..."
When everyone heard this, they felt angry and funny.
Only Xu Zhian felt a sore nose. He walked forward, sat next to Xu Zhiyi, patted her shoulder, and called hoarsely, "Sister..."
He didn't know how to comfort her.
Xu Zhiyi looked at Xu Zhian with tears in her eyes. She was sobbing. She hugged him with her other arm and looked at Li Zijuan on the other side. She was crying and said, "Mom, you and my dad should divorce."
Um? ! !
As soon as these words came out, Xu Cheng was stunned.
Everyone's eyes trembled and they took a breath of air.
This is so arrogant...
She also cried and said:
"Mom, don't be afraid of divorcing my dad. Xiaoan and I are both working and can make money and support you. We will be filial to you in the future, so don't be afraid.
As long as there is no father, no one will dislike me and Xiao An, and no one will call us stupid. Mom, just the three of us live together without my father, okay? mom……"
Li Zijuan cried when she said that, and choked with sobs:
"You kid, what happened all of a sudden? Your dad is a little strict with you, but he does it for your own good. Your dad doesn't say anything, but mom knows that no one loves you and Xiao An as much as he does... Girl, don’t be stupid at the critical moment, listen to your mother..."
Xu Zhiyi shook his head uncontrollably, "My dad doesn't love me, nor does he love Xiao An. He only likes smart children. He doesn't like stupid kids like me and Xiao An. He doesn't like it, never likes it, not at all. I, I don't like him either, I hate him, I hate him..."
Speaking of this, she burst into tears and was completely imageless.
Xu Zhian also sniffed as he was surrounded by her.
The siblings just held their heads and cried.
Hearing Xu Zhiyi's words, Xu Cheng's hands shook uncontrollably. He opened his mouth several times to say something, but the corners of his mouth trembled and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, unable to say anything.
Octavia was standing on the left side of Xu Cheng. Seeing this scene, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.
He walked to Xu Ying and Xu Hong and whispered: "Auntie, sister-in-law, please go out for a while. Our family will handle this matter by ourselves."
"Oh oh oh."
The two men went out.
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