80s: The Farmer’s Wife Is The Boss

Chapter 420, Travel

"Okay, I won't care about your affairs anymore." After saying that, she put down her chopsticks and left the table.

 No matter what she thinks, it is not important to the painter.

The painter's mother's family still has some financial resources, and she is also capable, but she just didn't let the painters know about it.

 She had a relationship with the painter before she married him. When did it get to this point?

 She doesn’t remember.

 Watching her mother leave, Hua Qiuyan thought of some things to come.

She looked at her father and said, "Dad, divorce mom." Somehow, Hua Qiuyan said what was in her heart.

The painter was shocked.

 “What are you talking about?” His eyes were very evasive.

 He has this idea, but...

And then Qiu Yan found out about it? The painting father stared at his daughter for a while, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that she no longer mentioned her.

 But when his father glared at him, he lowered his head again.

  Neither of the painter’s children noticed this.

Hua Qiuyan thought it was her mother's fault that her parents divorced in her previous life.

As soon as Hua Mu returned to the room, she dialed her mother's phone number and said, "Mom, I want a divorce." Hua Mu felt very tired.

 I don’t know when my children stopped kissing me?

She has done everything she can. As a mother, she feels she has nothing to do with them, but why do they always not believe her?

On the other end of the phone, a late voice came out: "Leave us, then go home. Your father and I don't have a few more years to live, and we wronged you back then." My parents who are far away are very worried about this. A daughter from a distant marriage.

Huamu knew what her mother meant, "I have never regretted it. Besides, my elder brother and younger brother are also very good to me." After the situation at home improved, the family gave her a lot of things.

 Even if she leaves the painter, she can live a better life.

 “Then come back.”

"Well, you can ask your brother to come to Kyoto in the next two days." Divorce, divorce, you will be free after divorce, the painter is too dirty.

The people eating below didn't know what the painting mother in the room was planning.

 After dinner, the painter went upstairs to his room.

 The couple were relatively speechless.

"I won't be back tonight if I have something to do. You should go to bed early." The painting father said to his wife sitting beside the bed.

Hua Mu raised her head and looked at him, "Let's get a divorce." Hua Mu smiled when she said this.

The painter was stunned, looked at the person in front of him, and closed the door.

"What are you talking about? Do you know what you are talking about?" The painting father was a little angry. Just now his daughter asked him to divorce, and now...

"I know she can't wait any longer. My son is half a year older than Zidu. It's been so many years. Do you still want to wrong mother and son?" She is not stupid. She discovered it as early as after giving birth to Zidu.

The reason why I have been holding back for so many years is because of my children.

 But which of her children cared about her?

"You." The painting father was startled and looked into her eyes. The painting father fell down on the seat beside the bed.

 “When did you know?”

"Shortly after giving birth to Xiaodu." Hua Mu has long since passed the time of sadness, and now her mind is very calm.

"Then why didn't you say it?" The painter's eyes were red and he stared at the person beside his pillow.

Hua Xiao smiled sarcastically, "Say? What did you say? You said you fell in love before us, or so." Hua Xiao looked at the man she had loved in front of her.

"Or do you mean that you have no feelings for me at all and everything is just a show?" There was finally a hint of emotion in his tone.

 The painter lowered his head.

 At that time, there was not only a problem at the painter’s mother’s house, but also a big problem for the painter.

 Two people····

"Forget it, stop talking about these things. My elder brother will be here in two days. Let's go through the formalities then." She was not interested in the painter's stuff at all.

However, "I will leave all my things to Qiu Yan and Zidu. I won't take any of them away, but don't even think about giving my things to that illegitimate child." When the painting mother died, she still took care of her children.

 The painter was speechless.

 Opened his mouth dryly, "Okay." He nodded in agreement.

 The painter left.

 The Painting Mother is asleep.

Hua Qiuyan was in her room thinking about her next move.

 Hua Zidu made an appointment with a few pig friends and started the night.

At Hua Ziqian’s house, the old man had a dinner with his grandson-in-law and great-grandson, and then left. He also said that he would come to pick up Nianchen to play with her tomorrow.

It happened to be the end of the week, so Hua Nianchen did not refuse.

 After seeing the old man off, Hua Nianchen and his mother looked at each other, and both of them smiled.

 “It seems that the man you are looking for is not bad.” He acts like a child and an adult.

Hua Mu looked proud: "Of course, your mother has a good eye."

"Why don't you go and announce the good news to your uncle and make him happy?" Hua Nianchen teased her mother for a rare occasion.

“Yes, why did I forget about this? Mom will call your aunt right away.” Hua Ziqian said excitedly.

Hearing what her mother said, Hua Nianchen curled up her lips and said, "Fortunately, uncle didn't know, otherwise I wouldn't know what it would be like to be sad?"

Mom would tell my aunt immediately no matter what happened, which made my uncle jealous many times, saying that they were biological sisters and he was an outsider.

Of course, I have to say that this is Hua Ziqian’s cleverness.

 The old man returned home very happily.

 The first call was to his son, asking him to come back sometime. The second call was to his daughter-in-law, asking her to come back tomorrow.

Ma Wenli was originally teaching in Kyoto, and she just came back to do more work.

 She had some things to do at the end of the week, but after receiving the call from the old man, no matter how important the matter was, she had to postpone it.

 After the old man hung up the phone, he started thinking about where to take his great-grandson to play tomorrow.

 After much deliberation, he could only think of the He family in the end.

There happens to be people of the same age at home, so Nian Chen won't be so bored, and he can show off.

 Another phone call was made.

"I will bring my great-grandson to play at home tomorrow. Sister, please prepare the red envelope."

The old man didn't wait for the answer, and hung up the phone after finishing what he said.

Grandma He was confused when she heard the beeping sound on the phone.

“Do you think this old man Shi is crazy? He actually said that he would bring his great-grandson over tomorrow.” Grandma He looked suspicious.

Mei Xue is discussing with He Anze whether to go to the village to take a look tomorrow.

 Hearing grandma’s words, they raised their heads.

"Grandma, did Uncle Shi say he would come over tomorrow?" He Anze was even more confused.

“But Xiaoxue and I plan to go to the village tomorrow to have a look. The road over there has been repaired, but the land in the village needs to be plowed.” They have a lot of things on their hands now.

It's spring, and there's a lot of work in the fields.

"How about we go together when they arrive?" The old lady also knew that there was a lot of work in the fields.

Mei Xue nodded, "That's good. I just want to take the children with me tomorrow. Gao Ran is about to take the college entrance examination, but he can't always read at home. He's almost turning into a nerd."

 The children have been so well-behaved recently that Mei Xue is worried that they will become fools.

Grandma He burst out laughing when she heard Mei Xue's words: "Thank you for thinking it through, you are still an idiot. Who is so smart?" The old lady loved these children very much.

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