Transmigrated into a Parvenu's Ex-wife in the '90s

Chapter 101： Not worth it?

The aunt didn't come back until three o'clock in the afternoon. Let's see if anyone else is in the door.

"Aunt, what are you doing?" Shu Yan looked at her with tears and smiles.

When Auntie was caught by Shu Yan, she smiled and said, "Nothing. I took the child to the market to buy some food."

Shu Yan glanced at her hand, both hands empty, where's the dish?

"I'm watching the dishes are not fresh and I didn't buy them." Aunt quickly explained.

Could this excuse be worse?

"Auntie, you're part of the family. I'll tell you the truth. I'm really talking to Fang Zeyu. If he will come here often, don't be too surprised." Shu Yan gave the auntie a shot.

Auntie, I guessed the expression a long time ago, and I came back intentionally late because I was worried about disturbing them.

"You can find someone who is good to you and to your children. When my family left, I was only 27 years old, and I only had a daughter. If it wasn't for my uncle, I wouldn't stick to it." My aunt was alone with the child, and I felt a little bit empathetic. "At that time, the child was gone, and my father was gone. I also thought about it, but I really didn't meet the one I wanted."

Shu Yan understood that she was not the same as herself. Her husband was ill. The most important thing was that her husband was very good to her and her children when she was alive. She was rushing to do all the dirty work. I can think of her. It's not easy to get married again if there is such a man for comparison.

"You're only 38 years old this year, and you're not too old. Didn't you want to find another one?" In the future, independent women in their thirties will be everywhere, and they will be comfortable, and they will not be married in their thirties.

Anyway, she definitely won't be wronged because of marriage. She had no reason to be single. She married, but instead of waiting for someone to save money, she was not sick.

"Me? My children are all in college." Aunt waved.

"Just because your daughter is in college, you are even more looking for it. Your daughter is growing up, going to work after graduation, getting married and having children, and having her own path, and you ca n’t take your own life for your daughter. I think ... you can Live for yourself. "

The word mother is sacred, but Shu Yan feels too mythical.

The mother is first and foremost a mother and father.

The aunt didn't say a word, and after a while, she smiled, "Let's talk when the child graduates."

Everyone had their own thoughts, and Shu Yan didn't persuade him, "You go back to Nanfu Mansion first, and I'll come back after I clean up."

The furniture of the house was left to Shu Yan, including the bed, which is the old-fashioned wooden bed. Shu Yan was not used to falling asleep, and opened the warehouse to receive it. He called the furniture factory yesterday afternoon and gave them three new ones. The bed came from the same house. I originally planned to change the bed for the aunt's room. As a result, the aunt preferred the old-fashioned bed.

In the summer, a bed mat and a bed sheet are enough. These are also newly bought. The aunt washed it in the morning and dried it at noon in the summer. Shu Yan packed the mat and the bed sheet and put it in a mess. Fang Zeyu's thing.

After Fang Zeyu returned home, the old lady yelled several times and did not respond.

"What's wrong? Didn't you help the girl next door plant things?" The old lady looked up and down, did they reject him? Huh! Don't get hit.