The Zhang family was also not at peace at this time.
When Zhang Miao got home, she had a long face. She waited for her brother to come back from training, and then she poured out her heart to him.
“Brother, what do you suggest we do now? You said Deputy Regiment Commander Xiao was good-looking and had good prospects, and told me to hang out with her more often. Now that his wife is back, what am I supposed to do?”
Although Xiao Heng was seven years older than her and had a son.
But Zhang Miao was also tempted. After all, Xiao Heng was the most handsome and imposing man she had ever seen, and he was also the deputy regimental commander. So what if he had a son? Once she married into the family, she would let Xiao Heng send his son to his hometown to be raised.
She has no desire to be a stepmother!
Who knew that after all her efforts, Xiao Heng’s wife would actually come back!
“You said before that his wife definitely wouldn’t come back, and that even if she did, Deputy Commander Xiao would divorce her. Are you sure?”
Zhang Jianshu glanced at his own sister.
What makes him certain?
Even those in the family compound who knew the inside story just tacitly agreed to it.
Qiao Meili hadn’t returned for three years. Who knows what got into her, but she suddenly came back. She must be crazy.
“Why are you in such a hurry? The matter isn’t settled yet. How do you know Xiao Heng doesn’t want a divorce?”
“What? Bro, are you serious?” Zhang Miao felt a glimmer of hope again. “Deputy Regiment Commander Xiao really wants to divorce his wife?”
Zhang Jianshu was about to say that he had no idea, but then a thought flashed through his mind and he remembered Qiao Meili’s background, and he immediately regained his confidence.
Xiao Heng’s situation is similar to his. Even if it’s for the sake of his future, Xiao Heng will definitely divorce Qiao Meili.
“It’s pretty much a done deal. You need to stay calm and wait for me to find an opportunity to test Xiao Heng’s attitude.”
That being said, Zhang Jianshu felt that if Xiao Heng was a smart man, he would definitely know how to choose between his future and a woman.
After all, women are everywhere, but opportunities to climb the social ladder don’t come every time!
Hearing her brother’s words, Zhang Miao finally felt relieved after several hours of worry. She popped a candy into her mouth and glanced towards the master bedroom, “Brother, when are you and her getting a divorce?”
Ever since Zhang Jianshu revealed his intention to divorce Liang Qiong, Zhang Miao has refused to even call her “sister-in-law.”
She was simple-minded; all she knew was that her brother couldn’t lose his position as regimental commander, or she would have to go back to the countryside with him.
Since she couldn’t go back to the countryside, Liang Qiong had no choice but to leave.
Knowing that his sister’s words were impolite, Zhang Jianshu did not correct her, only saying, “She won’t agree.”
“Then kick her out! This is your home, what does it have to do with her?” Zhang Miao said bluntly.
Zhang Jianshu glared at the girl. If only things were that simple. After all, he was a regimental commander, and Liang Qiong hadn’t done anything wrong. How could he openly kick her out?
He waved his hand, telling Zhang Miao to go back to sleep first, and then he went to his bedroom.
Liang Qiong lay on her side on the bed, leaving him with only her back to him.
Zhang Jianshu pressed his forehead. “Given the current situation, your family is in such a state. If you don’t get a divorce, are you trying to drag me down with you? You know how hard it’s been for me to get to where I am today… Just do me a favor and let me go, okay?”
With her back to the man, Liang Qiong’s face was ashen. She bit her lip tightly and refused to say a word.
Seeing no hope, Zhang Jianshu was extremely frustrated. “Think it over carefully. My patience is limited. Don’t force me.”
After speaking, Zhang Jianshu opened the door and went out. To show his determination to divorce, he hadn’t slept in the master bedroom for a long time, but instead slept on a small bed set up in the small room.
As the door slammed shut, Liang Qiong slowly turned around, her delicate face streaked with tears.
Qiao Meili was completely unaware that she had taken up the entire bed. Perhaps due to the long journey and the fact that she hadn’t slept much on the train the day before, she slept very soundly.
I was woken up by the reveille in the morning.
She muttered something about the noise and grabbed a pillow to cover her face. suddenly……
Suddenly, she remembered something, reached out and groped around on the bed, but found nothing.
Now she was fully awake, quickly got up, dressed, and got out of bed.
I could faintly hear voices coming from the outer room.
“It’s alright. She’s had a long journey, so it’s normal for her to sleep a little longer. This time, I made porridge without any ingredients, and she can eat it with pickled vegetables.”
Thank you.
“No need to thank me, I’ll head back now.”
Qiao Meili recognized the voice as Huang Yifang’s. When she came out of the room, Xiao Heng was carrying a large enamel basin filled with a pot of white porridge.
There was also a separate plate of pickled vegetables.
Upon seeing Qiao Meili, Xiao Heng said, “It was brought over by the neighbor’s wife. She said she cooked too much this morning and wanted to share some with us. If you don’t like it…”
The past is too painful to recall. In the past, Huang Yifang always liked to put some vegetable leaves and beans into the porridge she cooked, making a messy pot of porridge with a yellowish-brown color. Qiao Meili really couldn’t eat it and scolded her a few times.
Everyone remembers this incident.
Qiao Meili chuckled twice, “There’s nothing I don’t like, it’s just a token of my sister-in-law’s affection…”
Xiao Heng stared at her meaningfully. It wasn’t his imagination; Qiao Meili had changed a lot since she returned this time.
Qiao Meili pretended not to see it. She knew Xiao Heng a little. He was a soldier who had served in the border defense forces and had apparently made some merits. Grandma Xiao had mentioned it vaguely, and it seemed that he had been injured and even wrote a will. He was lucky to survive.
In short, this is no simple character; he has a sharp eye and a meticulous mind.
Qiao Meili didn’t expect to hide her changes from him, and she didn’t plan to maintain any persona. She wanted to be herself and be brave. If she had to be watched all the time at home, it would be too tiring.
Besides, even if Xiao Heng has doubts, so what? Does that mean people aren’t allowed to reform?
People change.
Under Xiao Heng’s piercing gaze, Qiao Meili went to the kitchen and took out three bowls, giving each of them a bowl of porridge.
It has to be said that three years have passed, and Huang Yifang’s cooking skills have not improved much. Even plain porridge… is not cooked well.
She prefers soft, smooth white porridge to this kind of hard porridge that’s cooked until the heat is turned off.
However, Xiao Heng was clearly not picky.
As for Zhao Zhao, the little guy is eating well too.
Therefore, Qiao Meili didn’t say much. She only ate a few bites but couldn’t eat anymore, so she looked at Xiao Heng longingly.
Xiao Heng felt extremely uncomfortable under her gaze, still holding his chopsticks in his hand, and asked her, “What’s wrong?”
He’s either out of touch with the times, or he’s a complete idiot.
You can’t even understand this?
The two were going to live together, and Qiao Meili had no intention of living a life of cold indifference with Xiao Heng; she would suffocate herself if she did.
It’s okay if you don’t know how. You can teach your own man. After a few lessons, he’ll get used to it and be more comfortable using him.
“I can’t eat anymore,” Qiao Meili said first, her eyes fixed on Xiao Heng’s bowl without any attempt to hide her gaze.
Now you should understand.
Xiao Heng looked back at her, his eyes as clear as could be!
Qiao Meili: “…”
Well, since we can’t understand intuitively, let’s take action. I picked up the bowl and poured the rest of the porridge into Xiao Heng’s bowl.
“I remember you told me before that every grain of rice and every bowl of porridge is hard-earned, and we should cherish food and not waste it.”
Xiao Heng: “…”
Seeing his silence, Qiao Meili explained considerately, “Don’t worry, I’m very careful when I eat. I don’t drool, so it’s clean.”
Hearing her say that, Xiao Heng felt a pang in his heart and a sense of guilt welled up inside him.
“I don’t think you’re dirty,”
Qiao Meili knew he wouldn’t mind, but sometimes she just wanted to tease him because of Xiao Heng’s serious demeanor.
Leaning against the man’s back, she asked, “So what do you mean? You think I smell good?”
Unexpectedly, she suddenly approached, and Xiao Heng’s body tensed up almost instinctively.