Ling Jiujiu felt as if she had been hit by something for a moment, looking at the woman in front of her with her mouth open.
Unexpectedly, she would meet the enemy from her previous life so quickly.
Zheng Luomei.
The vicious woman who ruined her home and her life.
The woman who trampled her and her mother into the mud and then stamped her feet.
The woman who encouraged Ling Guozhi to transfer his property, and together with Ling Guozhi created more than one million yuan in joint marital debt, forcing their mother and daughter to leave the house.
She remembered that Zheng Luomei worked at the city's No. 1 Construction Company, and seemed to be a cashier. She is five years younger than her mother. When it comes to face, her mother's face was very good when she was young. However, her mother does not like to dress up and has been in disrepair. Compared with Zheng Luomei who pays attention to dressing and grooming, her mother loses.
"Jiujiu, my eldest baby, I heard that you are back. My godmother came to see you. Your godfather has gone to the countryside to eat the watermelon distributed by our work. I can't finish it at home. So we brought it over and we can eat it together. "
Zheng Luomei smiled enthusiastically.
She numbly let Zheng Luomei hug her.
Today Zheng Luomei wore a beige sleeveless high-necked T-shirt, with long and soft shoulders and neck, sprayed with perfume, a long floral skirt and high-heeled sandals, making her look slim.
She glanced at her mother subconsciously. In comparison, she looked like a nanny.
No, I have to dress up my mother too.
Mother also came forward with a smile and put the watermelon in Zheng Luomei's hand on the coffee table.
"I just thought about asking Guozhi to come back at noon to bring a watermelon, and you just happened to deliver it. Jiu'er, call me godmother!"
"Godmother." Ling Jiujiu licked the roof of her mouth and called out harshly.
"Sister Qiu, when does my brother Ling get off work?"
Ling Jiujiu couldn't help but cursed in her heart:
Bitch, don’t you know what time he gets off work? What kind of onions are there?
"I usually get home at a quarter past twelve. You sit down while I cook. Luomei, what do you want to eat for lunch?"
The mother who didn’t know what was going on was still unguarded against her good friends.
It was so heartbreaking at first, but so sad later on.
"I want to eat the braised beans and noodles you made. Make two more cold dishes, and Brother Ling and I will have two more drinks. Jiujiu, do you have anything you like? My godmother will buy it for you."
Ling Jiujiu looked at the face that was almost dying of laughter, and felt sick in her heart.
In the last life, before the adultery was discovered, Zheng Luomei was very kind to her for a while, buying her a repeater, MP3 player, Walkman, clothes, and sneakers.
Later I realized that he was trying to bribe her, indirectly pleasing Ling Guozhi, and letting Ling Guozhi know that she was a kind and caring woman.
But wait—
She suddenly remembered her mother's job search.
"Godmother, can the job you introduced to my mother last time still work?"
Zheng Luomei was a little surprised. She didn't expect that she would ask this.
"I can definitely do it here at any time. They offer a salary of 1,500 yuan, which is considered acceptable in our Anzhou. Your mother thinks it's too far away from home."
It was 2003, and one thousand and five dollars was indeed a good income in Anzhou City.
"Mom, you go ahead! During the end-of-term parent-teacher conference, my classmates all laughed at me, saying that if my parents didn't come, they would send a nanny! They also said that our family is a mess! Other parents' parents are both working, but you don't go to work. Rely on men to support you!”
Ling Jiujiu said with a cruel heart.
Mom will be sad, but as long as she can go to work, she will be comforted later.
As expected, my mother was angry and threw down the rag in her hand:
"Luomei, look, what's the use of raising this kid? The older he gets, the more he'll choke me with his words. Okay, tell your friend tomorrow, I'll go to work and let this heartless kid eat a big pot of rice in the school cafeteria!"
Just as he was talking, the door opened and Ling Guozhi came back.
Ling Jiujiu observed Ling Guozhi's expression carefully.
Seeing Zheng Luomei coming out of the kitchen, Ling Guozhi felt a little uncomfortable and a little shy.
"Why are you here?"
Zheng Luomei looked at him with a smile in her eyes:
"Let me see you."
The word "we" is spoken very softly, sounding like "I'm here to see you."
My mother was busy in the kitchen, turning on the range hood, and ignored her husband.
Ling Jiujiu went back to her room to read. She deliberately left the door ajar so that she could see the corner of the living room.
She clearly saw that Ling Guozhi's hand secretly touched Zheng Luomei's waist.
Dog men and women.
When eating, my wife and children were all present, so the couple didn't dare to be too arrogant.
Ling Guozhi opened a bottle of beer, and he and Zheng Luomei drank a glass each.
"Guozhi, my mother's birthday happens to be on Saturday this year. Have we discussed who will buy the cake? If we need to buy it, I have to order it in advance." Mom asked.
Grandma’s birthday…
Ling Jiujiu's heart moved, the opportunity had come.
