As soon as he entered the door, he saw a scene that looked like a house raid. Zhao Qixuan couldn't help but frown and looked at the two women in front of him with disgust: "What are you doing?"
The only thing that comforted him about his mother and Xianya was that they were diligent and could keep the house clean, unlike Xu Yueru, who had to let him, a grown man, clean the room every time.
Moreover, when Xianya had nothing to do on weekdays, she would work for wealthy people, or help others sew and mend, and all the money she earned would be spent on him.
Well, the most important thing is that Xianya is cleaner than Xu Yueru, and she is also his legitimate wife who is married to a matchmaker.
But now, what are these two hard-working and capable people doing?
I saw that the two-bedroom apartment was turned into a mess, and packages of all sizes were scattered everywhere.
While Zhao's mother was directing Xianya around, she did not forget to say hello to Zhao Qixuan: "Qixuan, I plan to go back to Nanjing to find your aunt. You quickly pack up all the valuable things."
Seeing the irritated and nervous look on Zhao's mother's face, Zhao Qixuan's expression also became ugly: "What are you doing in Nanjing with this war in chaos?"
Look at this big and small package, even the pot is carried on the back. If you go to your aunt's house, you will be laughed at for nothing.
Finding Zhao Qixuan standing motionless, Mother Zhao reached out to pull Zhao Qixuan's arm anxiously: "Qixuan, what are you doing standing still? Hurry up and pack your things and leave with your mother. If you are late, it will be too late."
Zhao Qixuan looked at his mother inexplicably: "Why are you leaving when you are so good?"
Mother Zhao angrily tied a pot to one of the bundles: "Don't ask so many questions, just listen to mother. Check to see if there is anything missing. We have to leave right away."
Zhao Qixuan's face turned livid, and he took two quick steps forward to snatch the package from Zhao's mother's hand, and then spread out the expensive clothes inside on the bed one by one: "Mom, if you don't make it clear today, I won't go anywhere. Going back."
These foreign clothes were all saved by him through frugality. They were his face when he went out to socialize with others. How could they be put together with those dirty things?
Moreover, there are only three people in their family, how can they carry so many things.
Mother Zhao was not a discerning person. When she noticed her son's unhurried attitude, Mother Zhao anxiously grabbed the suit in her son's hand: "Qixuan, listen to mother. If you don't leave, it will be too late."
Zhao Qixuan's voice was filled with suppressed anger: "If you don't explain to me today why you left in such a hurry, I won't go with you."
Zhao's mother was always at odds with outsiders, but when it came to her own son, she had no rules at all.
Seeing her son's disobedience, Mother Zhao sat down on the ground and began to wipe her tears: "Why is my life so miserable..."
Seeing that her mother-in-law was about to start fussing again, Xianya timidly said at the side: "Mom, you and your husband talk first, and I will send some things down first."
Zhao's mother turned around, with a condescending mother-in-law face again, and waved to Xianya impatiently: "Go ahead, go ahead. I'll go down and watch in a while, and you can come up and move things."
She is too old to work.
Qi Xuan was a scholar, and his hands were only for writing, and he couldn't do any heavy work.
There are no servants at home now, so she, the daughter-in-law, can only work more.
The reason why she stood firmly by Xianya's side in the first place was because Xianya was easier to handle than Xu Yueru.
She didn't think that Xu Yueru, that mean guy, could serve her like an elegant person.
Mother Zhao sighed with emotion as she hung another big baggage around her daughter-in-law's neck, and said distressedly: "Take one more and bring it down, which will save you two trips back. Mom will go down and replace you soon."
Xianya's head was so heavy that she couldn't lift it up, but she still gave a muffled hum to Mother Zhao, and then moved downstairs with difficulty.
Seeing that her daughter-in-law was gone, Mother Zhao went to Zhao Qixuan even more anxiously: "Have you hidden any money? Find it quickly. We have to run quickly. By the way, there is also a house deed. When there is a chance in the future, this thing can be exchanged for money."
Zhao Qixuan threw his mother away irritably: "Where are you running? If you don't tell me what happened today, I won't go anywhere."
Mother Zhao wanted to explain to her son, but when she moved it to her mouth, she couldn't say a word. She was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.
It was as if a pair of invisible hands were covering her mouth. As soon as her son asked her why, her words would automatically turn into a long blind tone...
Mother Zhao was a little confused, but at the same time, her memory was quietly refreshed.
The self-doubt I had just had when I was questioned by my son has been completely wiped out.
I saw her holding Zhao Qixuan's arm: "Come with me quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late."
Zhao Qixuan frowned tightly: his mother's condition seemed not quite right.
Xian Ya walked downstairs with difficulty, hanging all her packages.
There are civilians with no nightlife around here, so they go to bed early, and there is only one dilapidated street lamp left on the street.
The dim light made Xianya's whole body tense, and she always felt as if something terrible was going to happen.
Xianya rubbed the goosebumps on her body due to the cold, and hid in the shadow behind her: "Why can't my mother-in-law come down? She is really scared to be alone."
In the room, Mother Zhao's spirit almost collapsed.
Every time her son asked her why she left, her mind would clear up for a moment and then clear up again.
This pain made Zhao's mother's eyes turn blood red, as if she was going crazy.
Seeing his mother's terrifying appearance, Zhao Qixuan was also a little scared.
I saw him shrink back quietly, and then said to his mother: "Mom, I'm a little tired, can we go again tomorrow morning?"
The mother might be crazy and wait until early tomorrow morning for him to move out.
Anyway, with Xianya here, there is no need to worry about no one to take care of his mother.
While thinking about it, Zhao Qixuan pretended to have a headache.
Zhao's mother was always fond of her children, but when she saw her son acting like this, she suddenly sobered up.
But this temporary sobriety did not last long. Mother Zhao's teeth clenched and she pinched Zhao Qixuan's arm hard with her fingers, as if she wanted to tear off the piece of flesh: "Come with me quickly."
Zhao Qixuan gasped for breath when Mother Zhao pinched her, and desperately tried to shake Mother Zhao away: "Mom, let me go."
After all, Mother Zhao was old. She staggered after being thrown away by her son, and managed to regain her balance. However, her slightly gray hair fell down, which made the expression on her face even more ferocious.
Zhao Qixuan was very afraid of such a mother, and even subconsciously obeyed his mother's orders.
Just when he turned around and went to the corner to search for the house deed that he had hidden, he heard a loud noise coming from the door, and a black object flew toward them with the door panel attached.
Mother Zhao and Zhao Qixuan were so frightened that they both squatted down with their heads in their hands. When they saw the thing on the ground, they even took a deep breath: "Xianya..."
Then, a deep female voice came from the door: "Debt collection."
