Transmigrated as the Stepmother of the Male Protagonist in a Campus Story - Chapter 63

This is really a textbook response.

It was Jiang Jinjin that Rao never expected Zhou Mingfeng to let her answer the call.

Although the mood is inexplicably volatile, he still retains a trace of reason. After all, this is a call from Zhou Yan’s biological mother and his ex-wife. Wouldn’t it be inappropriate for her to answer it? She said again: “I’ll take it? Is it okay?”

Zhou Mingfeng had already turned off the shower, was wiping his body with a towel, and the corners of his lips curled up, “Yes.”

In fact, he also guessed the reason for Zhong Fei’s call.

He and Zhong Fei are very sensible. At the time, they both realized that the marriage that was like a stagnant water was a kind of internal friction and torture for the two. After weighing them, Zhong Fei took the initiative to propose a divorce, and the two did not have any financial resources. The contradictions and disputes above are peaceful divorce in an absolute sense. The act of becoming a close friend after divorce is obviously not suitable for him, nor for Zhong Fei. Over the years, the two have not talked much on the phone, and every time it is a matter of business.

She told Jiang Jinjin the whole story of her last marriage, and she didn’t ask if the time had come.

However, some things, some misunderstandings, can still be solved right away.

Jiang Jinjin pressed the connect button, but at the same time, she also turned on the speaker, and by the way, pressed the record button.

Everything must be thoughtful.

Zhong Fei’s voice is relatively cold, and it seems that it hasn’t been long since waking up, a little lazy, but what she said is rusty and polite, “Is it convenient to answer the phone?”

Jiang Jinjin was taken aback, “Hello.”

Zhong Fei was also obviously stunned, and soon she inferred who was answering the call.

This is Zhou Mingfeng’s personal mobile phone. She knows that Zhou Mingfeng has always distinguished between public and private, so there is only one person who can touch his personal mobile phone and connect to it.

“Hello, Mrs. Zhou.” Zhong Fei’s tone was even more polite.

When Jiang Jinjin heard this name, he instantly felt that there is a difference between people and people. It seems that although Zhong Jia is Zhong Fei’s cousin, the two sisters are completely different. Looking at this pattern of Zhong Fei, it is really good.

“Hello, Ms. Zhong.” Jiang Jinjin was also very polite. She paused, “Daddy Zhou Yan is not convenient to answer the phone now. If you have something important, you can call him later.”

Zhong Fei replied: “No, I will trouble you to help convey it, can you?”

Jiang Jinjin was envious of Zhou Mingfeng.

Good luck.

In fact, the luckiest thing about falling in love is not to meet someone who loves you so much, but to meet someone who can respect you even if you don’t love you anymore.

It would be too difficult and too precious to meet such a person.

Many people have a deep affection when they are in love, and immediately turn their faces when they lose their love.

“En, of course.” Jiang Jinjin replied.

Although Zhong Fei’s tone was still calm, listening carefully, she could still hear a trace of sadness, “I talked to Ayan on the phone, and he said…His uncle passed away, and I can’t make it out of town now, of course. It’s not very convenient. I called someone and would send a wreath to the funeral home, and then I would send a copy of silk gold to Ayan’s aunt to ask her to mourn.”

Jiang Jinjin just remembered that, given the concern of his uncle and aunt for Zhou Mingfeng, they must have treated Zhong Fei very well in the past.

No wonder Zhong Fei called specifically, no wonder she was so sad.

She could feel that Zhong Fei wanted to come over to give Uncle Zhou Mingfeng the last time, but Zhong Fei should not want to cause unnecessary misunderstanding and trouble.

“Okay. I’ll tell.” The more graceful and polite Zhong Fei is, the more Jiang Jinjin cares about the tone of voice when chatting with her. According to the general situation, Jiang Jinjin should thank Zhong Fei. But she couldn’t speak this “thank you” anyway. Compared with her, Zhong Fei has a closer relationship with Zhou Mingfeng’s uncle.

After a while of silence, Zhong Fei said, “Mrs. Zhou, thank you. The funeral is trivial, so I won’t bother you.”

“OK, bye.”

After Zhong Fei hung up the phone, she sat on the bed in a daze.

If it weren’t for the son of Zhou Yan, she would occasionally feel that the marriage with Zhou Mingfeng seemed to have happened in her previous life.

Neither she nor Zhou Mingfeng are extroverts. The reason why she became a partner is just because of the right time and place. He is busy with his career, and she is not free, but she may not be as sensible as him, so she sometimes thinks about it. , Is she in his heart? The relationship between the two was not strong at first. Later, it seemed that a child barely maintained the superficial harmony. She was tired of guessing his heart and tired of being a resentful woman at any time, so she let go .

Rather than trapping myself for a lifetime for the child, it is better to let go of myself and let him go. Her life shouldn’t be trapped by Zhou Mingfeng and Zhou Yan.

Now, she no longer loves Zhou Mingfeng, she has met good people, and she also has a passionate and turbulent love. The reason why there is a similar feeling of sadness now is only to discover that Zhou Mingfeng can also do such a thing. It is not impossible that he can do it, but that person is not her.

She knows how important Zhou Mingfeng’s personal mobile phone is.

She never picked up the number for him back then. This time, the girl named Jiang Jinjin answered the call because Zhou Mingfeng acquiesced.

Someone came in from outside, Zhong Fei raised her head, it was her husband Fang Huo.

Fang Huo held the phone in his hand, saw her sitting on the bed, smiled, and habitually took her shoulders to help her smooth her hair, “Called Mr. Zhou? What did he say, do we want to go there? Condolences?”

Zhong Fei shook her head, “No, it’s inconvenient. The person who answered the phone just now was Zhou Mingfeng’s wife.”

Fang Huo was startled, with a smile on his face, “Are you jealous?”

“Come less.” Zhong Fei gave him a push, “Just sigh. After all, your personal mobile phones are very important.”

Fang Huo handed her the phone, “My phone is at your disposal, whether public or private, so Mrs. Fang should not envy others, okay?”

…

On the other side, Jiang Jinjin was still holding Zhou Mingfeng’s cell phone in a daze. Zhou Mingfeng had already come out of the bathroom. He glanced at her and asked casually: “What did the phone say?”

Jiang Jinjin recovered and looked up at him, “I recorded the sound, do you listen to me or do you listen to me?”

“You speak.” Zhou Mingfeng took a towel and wiped her hair slowly, occasionally glancing at her.

“Zhong Fei learned about the death of her uncle. She said that it was not convenient to come, so she asked someone to send a wreath and silk gold, and ask her aunt to mourn.”

Zhou Mingfeng had already guessed the reason why Zhong Fei called, and his expression remained unchanged at this time, “Well, I got it.”

After Zhou Mingfeng took a shower, he became much more refreshed. He looked down and buckled the strap and said, “Let’s go down. Have you rested?”

“Take a good rest.”

Jiang Jinjin also got up, almost walking to the door, and suddenly glanced back at the small bed.

The two of them slept, and the sheets were a little messy at the moment.

She couldn’t make it through her heart, so she hurried to the bed. This was the first time she made the bed since she wore a book, and she was satisfied that the bed was leveled.

Looking up, Zhou Mingfeng was leaning against the wall, looking at her with a smile.

Jiang Jin Tsugaru coughed, “I can’t see the bed is too messy.”

There is no credibility in this statement.

Zhou Mingfeng was too lazy to tear her apart. The two left the lounge. Zhong Fei was very efficient. When they went, they sent a few large wreaths over there. Jiang Jinjin took a closer look. The white tie on the wreath was signed ——Fang Huo, Zhong Fei and his wife.

People do things properly, and they are meticulous and comfortable.

There is also a banquet for funerals, and the silk gold sent by friends and relatives will be registered in the gift book, and the host’s family will also put a banquet to entertain the condors.

Jiang Jinjin had eaten many banquets before.

When it comes to this time, the atmosphere is not so painful. Everyone will chat at the banquet. This kind of excitement is also a grandiose. Jiang Jinjin knows too well. Yesterday she heard several relatives from Zhou Mingfeng talk about housing prices and even weaning. In short, relatives gather together and talk about everything. Those who are not married will be urged to get married. Those who have lost will be urged. Then, those who are still studying will naturally be asked about their grades, especially Zhou Yan is about to rise three times soon. Relatives will definitely bring the topic to him.

Jiang Jinjin felt that it was still necessary to take precautions.

Before the banquet, Jiang Jinjin took Zhou Mingfeng to the side and said in a low voice: “Wait later if relatives ask Zhou Yan about his grades, we can’t belittle him in front of children like those parents. I hate this kind of thing. It will make people lose face. A few words of praise will not be proud.”

Before her parents were divorced, every time she followed her parents to dinner with relatives.

Relatives praised her for her good looks, and her parents said that she was chubby and she would definitely not lose weight in the future.

Relatives asked her how her grades were. She clearly showed that her grades were not bad. It was not a problem to rank in the middle and upper reaches of the class. As a result, her parents insisted that her grades were poor and sloppy.

Although adults are all humble, how can they belittle children’s modesty?

Obviously they thought she was pretty good, but they didn’t say it, they had to hold back, and they had to hurt her.

In the end, she said that she didn’t want to make her proud.

What the parents said!

Now that she has foreseen the dilemma Zhou Yan may face, she can’t just sit idly by. After all, she has a good relationship with Zhou Yan now, and she always has to draw a knife to help when the road is unfair.

Zhou Mingfeng: “I never belittle him.”

Before Jiang Jinjin could relax, he immediately added, “What I said is the truth.”

Look at how bad this is said, not demeaning, but the truth, this is more condemning than deliberate devaluation.

Jiang Jinjin: “? He really wants to pull out your oxygen tube in the future.”

Zhou Mingfeng rarely joked with her, “You will prevent him from pulling out, won’t you? I never expect him to provide for the elderly.”

Jiang Jinjin: “Then who do you count on?”

Zhou Mingfeng looked at her with a deep smile.

Jiang Jinjin’s scalp numb, “It’s not me, right?”

Zhou Mingfeng neither nodded nor shook his head.

Jiang Jinjin: This old man can really think about it! ! ! Instead of expecting his son to provide for the elderly, he counts on her halfway wife instead! He dared to think like this after drinking a few catties of wine! !

“I’m raising you.” Zhou Mingfeng saw that she was going to be serious and even frantic, and chuckled softly: “Okay?”

Jiang Jinjin: Huh.

Facts have proved that Jiang Jinjin’s words still have some weight here in Zhou Mingfeng.

At lunch, relatives chatted at the dinner table, and as expected, the topic turned to Zhou Yan, who was sullenly eating.

“Ah Yan is the college entrance examination next year? How are your results?” A white-bearded grandfather laughed. “Your father was the number one winner in the province that year. He said that blue is better than blue. You must be better than your father, right? “

Jiang Jinjin is numb.

She turned her head to look at Zhou Yan, and the young man was really numb.

This is the worries of parents with school tyrants. It seems that everyone thinks that children should be better than their parents. Dad is a high school student and a high-achieving student in a prestigious school. So no matter how bad the son is, he has to take the exam?

One of her girlfriends was also very crazy back then, because her parents were both teachers, and in the hearts of everyone and even her parents, the teacher’s children must have good grades, which put a lot of pressure on her girlfriends.

Just when Jiang Jinjin couldn’t help but sympathize with Zhou Yan, Zhou Mingfeng, who was sitting on her left hand side, smiled and said, “Achievement is second. Now all the children are smart, and they are under great pressure to study. I usually work too hard. It is good for him to be an upright and righteous person if he can take care of him. This is what I lack.”

Jiang Jinjin heard this and hurriedly spoke up: “Yes, Xiaoyan, this child, is often brave enough to provide help to those in need. It is rare for this child to have a very sincere heart.”

Jiang Jinjin really thinks Zhou Yan is very good.

Although it was a little bit in the second grade sometimes, it did not bother others.

In short, it looks cold, it looks like a second, but it feels a sense of measure.

Zhou Yan looked at Jiang Jinjin, then at his dad, listening to the two of them complimenting him, quietly, a little embarrassed.

But the mood is really better.

Zhou Mingfeng and Jiang Jinjin are both young experts at changing the topic, and soon the topic shifted to others.

The old grandfather began to stare at a junior and asked: How much is the salary? Have you bought a house? Is there an object?

Asking directly made the young man look unlovable.

After lunch, Jiang Jinjin went out with Zhou Mingfeng.

Zhou Mingfeng’s uncle also has children, but in Jiang Jinjin’s view, Zhou Mingfeng’s cousin is dominated by Zhou Mingfeng in almost everything. Therefore, Zhou Mingfeng came to make decisions on many things, including the location of the cemetery. Finally after discussion, they decided to bury their uncle in a local cemetery. It happened that Zhou Mingfeng bought a lot of empty cemeteries that year, and he also moved his parents’ tombs.

Jiang Huang has several cemeteries, but the cemetery selected by Zhou Mingfeng is surrounded by mountains and rivers. Jiang Jinjin doesn’t understand feng shui, but he can still tell that the cemetery is very good and the management is very strict. Zhou Mingfeng’s cousin went to the cemetery. The management office consulted with people, and Jiang Jinjin followed Zhou Mingfeng into the cemetery. The cemetery has long steps and is well-greened, quiet and shady.

After viewing the new tomb, Zhou Mingfeng came to the tombstone of his parents.

A few months have passed since the Ching Ming Festival, and there are some dust and fallen leaves beside the tombstone, as well as the kind of lighting used for memorials during the Ching Ming Festival.

Zhou Mingfeng looked for a broom on the side and began to clean it meticulously.

Jiang Jinjin also solemnly bowed to Zhou Mingfeng’s parents.

When Zhou Ming waited over again, he saw two things on his mother’s tombstone, namely perfume and lipstick.

Only then did he remember that when she passed a department store on the way here, she said that she would stop for a while, so she hurried into the mall. Could it be that she was buying this thing?

Jiang Jinjin: “You can never come empty-handed.”

Seeing him still staring at the bottle of perfume, she explained: “I don’t know what to buy.”

Today, she is going to follow Zhou Mingfeng to the cemetery. A cousin of Zhou Mingfeng also pulled her aside and told her about the customs of Emperor Jiang. On Jiang Huang’s side, the mother who saw her partner for the first time could not be empty-handed, and the same applies even if the partner’s mother is not there.

While thinking about buying something suitable for the memorial ceremony, she thought of Grandma Liu. If Zhou Mingfeng’s mother is still alive, she should be about the same age as Grandma Liu.

Grandma Liu likes these things very much, she likes shiny manicures, and she likes strong perfumes.

Zhou Mingfeng was in a trance. An incident in his childhood also came to mind because of Jiang Jinjin’s move. At that time, the family conditions were not good. He followed his mother to the county town to visit relatives. The relatives took them to the store. There were many in the store that he had never seen. He was attracted by books, and when he came back to his senses, he went to find his mother. He saw that his mother was holding a tube of lipstick with a look of surprise and liking on his face. He originally thought that his mother would buy it, but his mother saw After a long time, I finally put down the lipstick and bought him a book with the money.

He almost forgot that his mother was at that age.

He looked at Jiang Jinjin and moved his gaze to the picture of his mother on the tombstone. This picture was taken when his mother was thirty years old. It was still so young, but his face was stained with the traces left by the years because of his work.

“Well, she will like it.”