Chapter 11: Is Chen Xiaodong your son?

Hospital.

After the doctor examined her, he said to Luo Mingzhong, “The patient is old, so don’t let her be stimulated again.”

Luo Mingzhong breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thank you, doctor.”

After the doctor left, he sat on the chair in the ward with his back hunched, his body arched forward, his brows furrowed, and his eyes filled with irritability and anxiety, giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

His heart felt like it was blocked by a big stone, dull and uncomfortable, and the anger seemed to burst out of his body.

Lin Jinghua next to him said angrily: “This woman Jiang Mingyue is really too bad. It’s one thing to ruin your reputation, but she also made trouble in front of the political commissar this morning, and now she’s angered your grandmother to the point of being hospitalized.

It’s really unlucky for the family to have such a wife.

Son, Mom is asking you, is Chen Xiaodong your son?”

Luo Mingzhong was irritable. Who said that?

He felt like he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

“Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? Don’t say such gossip in the future.

How could Xiaodong be my child?”

Not your child? Then why are you so good to them?

However, she didn’t dare to ask this question.

“Tell me the truth, did you really not sleep with Jiang Mingyue?”

Luo Mingzhong’s face turned red. It was okay if she didn’t mention this, but as soon as she mentioned it, his heart was in a mess again.

“Mom, don’t ask such questions in the future.”

Well, she was her own son, how could she not know?

Looking at his red face, it was probably true.

“That’s good, it’ll be easier to divorce like this. Let her take that money-losing thing away.”

When he married Wen Ning in the future, he would have a grandson to hold.

Luo Mingzhong himself didn’t know that not only his mother thought so, but probably many people thought that he and Wen Ning were a couple.

Jiang Mingyue brought the child to her parents’ home in the county town. When she arrived at the door, Jiang Changxing was playing chess with a few old men from the neighborhood.

When Xiaoxue saw her maternal grandfather, she excitedly called out “Grandpa” and ran towards him.

“Grandpa, Mommy and I are back.”

Jiang Changxing smiled kindly and put Xiaoxue in his arms, his eyes falling on the suitcase in her hand.

Seeing that her eyes were still red, the two of them probably had another quarrel.

He didn’t agree with this marriage in the first place, but she cried and made a fuss about marrying him, and Jiang Changxing was extremely disappointed.

After that, the relationship between the father and daughter was like an ice cellar, as if there was an invisible wall between them.

Even if Jiang Mingyue came back, Jiang Changxing didn’t say much.

“You’re back? Come in first.”

Jiang Mingyue was full of regret, and her eyes became blurred.

She nodded lightly and carried the suitcase into the house.

Her daughter usually came back, sat at home for a while and left, worried that there would be no one to cook at Luo Mingzhong’s house, but this time she came back with a suitcase, which surprised her mother, Zhao Xuelan.

“Girl, you and Mingzhong didn’t quarrel, did you?”

Her mother was in poor health, and if she told them, they would definitely worry.

She shouldn’t tell them about this for the time being, and wait until she got the divorce certificate and then tell them.

“Mom, no, I just missed you, and brought Xiaoxue to stay at home for a few more days.”

“That’s good, that’s good.”

Zhao Xuelan understood her daughter and watched her carry the suitcase to her sister Jiang Minglan’s room.

There were five siblings, and she ranked third in the family. Her eldest brother, Jiang Wenkai, replaced her father’s job and was now a steel worker.

Later, after the steel factory closed down, her eldest brother lost his job and went to work in the sea, and when he came back, he had a car and a pager, but he was also accompanied by a fashionable woman.

After he divorced his sister-in-law, his business plummeted in a few years, and the woman took away all his property. Her eldest brother finally went crazy and jumped into the river and died.

Her eldest sister, Jiang Mingxia, married a man who committed domestic violence, gave birth to two children, and lived a life of misery. In her previous life, in order to protect her daughter, she accidentally stabbed the man who committed domestic violence to death, but was sentenced to twenty years for intentional homicide. She didn’t make it through and finally died in prison with regret.

Her fourth brother, Jiang Minglan, studied very well in high school, but was entangled by a gangster on the street and finally had a puppy love. She became pregnant before graduating from high school, and the child died at birth. Jiang Minglan was devastated, and finally became depressed. After running away from home, she was never heard from again.

Her fifth brother, Jiang Wentao, was still in junior high school. Later, he was admitted to a military academy and died for the country in a mission.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, Jiang Mingyue had mixed feelings.

His parents were loving and gave them careful education, but none of their five siblings had a good ending in the end.

In this life, she must not let her family follow the same path again.

She put the suitcase aside. It was not easy to come back, and their family would have a reunion tonight.

She only had sixty yuan left on her, which she had saved up.

She bought chicken and duck fish, and as soon as she came back, she made white-cut chicken, braised duck, mapo tofu, etc., making eight dishes and one soup in one go, which made Zhao Xuelan stunned.

It had been five years, and it was the first time that this girl had cooked so carefully at home.

As the sun set, those who went to work and those who went to school came back.

Two small tables were put together in the yard, and the family was neatly arranged.

Jiang Wenkai smiled and said: “Little sister, this is right. It’s so close to home, you can come back whenever you want in the future.”

Jiang Mingyue was extremely excited. Her sister-in-law, Zhang Aihua, also said: “That’s right, this will always be your home.”

Her younger sister and brother were also happy.

This meal was of great significance to Jiang Mingyue.

That night, she tossed and turned and couldn’t sleep.

She usually took care of the old lady when she was sick, but she wouldn’t this time.

It was time for her to withdraw from that family.

Luo Mingzhong came back in the afternoon, and the house was dark.

She fell asleep so early, the lights in the room were not turned on.

He had a haggard face, deep dark circles, and hadn’t rested well for several days, and his eyes were tired.

Usually, no matter how late he came back, there would be leftover food on the table, but these two days when he came back, the table was empty.

Her things in the room were gone, and the suitcase was gone.

He leaned tiredly on the sofa, tilted his neck back, and slowly closed his eyes to rest for a while.

Suddenly, Zhao Qiang’s voice came from the door.

“Hey, what are you doing? Come and sit at my house.”

Luo Mingzhong sat up straight, hesitated for a moment, and still went to Zhao Qiang’s house.

The two sat facing each other, with four dishes and a bottle of Daqu River on the table.

Zhao Qiang held a cigarette between his fingertips and filled Luo Mingzhong’s wine glass.

“Let’s have a few drinks, my wife said your wife took the child back to her parents’ home this afternoon.”

Luo Mingzhong hadn’t eaten for a whole day, but he had no appetite at all.

He picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The bitter and spicy liquid slid down his throat, giving his stomach a burning sensation. He felt sour in his heart, and his eyes were full of loneliness and melancholy.

How did he live his life to this point?

“She said she wants a divorce.”

Zhao Qiang was not surprised at all. After Ma Xiaolian coaxed the child to sleep, she sat on the sofa in the living room, listening to them while knitting a sweater.

With Captain Luo’s unclear appearance, it was already benevolent and righteous that Jiang Mingyue only proposed a divorce now.

Ma Xiaolian said: “Isn’t that right, I also saw Wen Ning come to make trouble after you sent the old lady to the hospital today.

Captain Luo, that Wen Ning is not an easy lamp to light.”

Luo Mingzhong’s hand holding the wine glass stiffened.

How could it be?