Compared to many housewives who suffer from this situation, Hailing is among the brave ones who, with a sharp hand, cut off her conjugal relationship with Zhou Honglin.
She did not settle for the children.
She felt that a divorce in a failed marriage might be harmful to the children, but without a divorce, the couple would be arguing and fighting all day long and there would be no peace in the house, which would be equally harmful to the children.
It would be better to get divorced and take her children out to live alone, as long as she put her mind to it, she could raise her son to be a self-reliant and confident person.
Aunt Liang brought over a cage of steamed dumplings and placed it in front of Zhou Honglin.
Zhou Honglin pulled back his distant thoughts and thought to himself, “He and Jia Ni are now living a happy and sweet life, although there are also family conflicts, that is the couple and Ye Jia Ni are in the teething period, when the teething is good, he will live a better life than Hai Ling.
So, he ate his breakfast with peace of mind.
He would also feed Yang Yang Yang a dumpling, but Yang Yang refused to share a pair of chopsticks with him, the little one had to have his own pair of chopsticks and then pick up the dumpling to eat by himself without Zhou Honglin feeding him, he also thought the chopsticks his dad had eaten had saliva on them, dirty!
“Yang Yang can now use chopsticks and even pick up his own dumplings.
Zhou Honglin felt that his son was better than his nephew.
It was a while later that Hai Ling finished cooking Zhou Honglin’s bowl of wonton and asked Aunt Liang to bring it over.
Zhou Honglin asked for a small bowl and shared a bit with his son, and father and son ate it together, but they ate it with great relish.
As time passed and the morning rush passed, fewer and fewer people came in for breakfast.
Aunt Liang and Hai Ling were able to relax and take a break.
The father and son were still eating, eating slowly, like they had no more teeth than anyone else.
Hai Ling cleared the table and wiped it, not stopping Zhou Honglin from wanting to cultivate a relationship with his son.
There was no need to involve the innocent infant son in the parents’ grudges and feuds.
The glass door was pushed open.
Both Hai Ling and Aunt Liang instinctively looked at the person who entered.
It was Ye Jiani.
Aunt Liang was quietly about to go and get a broom, thinking that she would help Hai Ling beat this Ye out if she dared to cause trouble in the shop.
What surprised Aunt Liang was that Ye Jiani came in today and saw that Zhou Honglin was really in his ex-wife’s shop and was having breakfast with Yang Yang. Although Ye Jiani’s face did not look good, she was not as aggressive as she had been on the previous two occasions, as if she had come to catch the adultery.
“I’m here to find my husband.”
Ye Jiani said indifferently to Hai Ling, and walked straight towards Zhou Honglin.
“Honglin.”
Ye Jiani walked over and called out to Zhou Honglin.
Zhou Honglin, who was rarely at peace with his son, heard his wife’s shout coldly and was so frightened that the chopsticks in his hand fell onto the floor table.
Luckily, he had also had enough to eat and drink.
It had been a long time since he had eaten such a delicious breakfast, and I should say that he missed the good cooking of the Hai family sisters extraordinarily.