Chapter 1772: Thinking About Baozi

Their family was really miserable. They opened their eyes in the morning and were on the street. When they woke up, they were so cold that they wrapped themselves in quilts and walked back.

But they have long been accustomed to living a good life, and their support has become useless. How can they still travel long distances?

After only ten minutes of walking, I was already complaining incessantly.

And there was nothing to eat, nothing to drink, nothing.

Especially when passing by a breakfast stall on the street, smelling the fragrant steamed buns, fried dough sticks and egg pancakes, everyone's mouths water.

In the past twenty years, they have disdained the breakfast stalls on the street. They feel that since they are rich, they have to eat what rich people eat. These street stalls are not hygienic at all. Trash, unworthy of their status.

They learned like foreigners for breakfast, eating bread and drinking milk...

Sometimes even if they want to eat Chinese food, they still have to choose carefully and let the aunt at home cook it with all their heart.

Even if the aunt couldn't make it in the morning, they would order breakfast from a very expensive hotel. A breakfast for a family would cost more than 10,000 yuan, and it was all paid for by Gu Meiyun.

And they didn't think it was expensive at all at that time, since they didn't get the money anyway, and they would pretend to be very pretentious and say, oh, it's not bad, it's not unpalatable, and it's not expensive. We can eat it tomorrow.

But now, they can’t even walk away from the cheap street stalls.

Ji Cunshan's illegitimate son cried: "Mom, I want to eat steamed buns... I'm hungry, I want to eat steamed buns, go and buy them for me..."

Mistress Ji Cunshan was almost dying of pain. She followed Ji Cunshan and lived a few good days. She thought that after finally burying Gu Meiyun, the good days would come. Unexpectedly, only two days later, her dream was shattered. .

She felt that she was really blind at first, why did she fall in love with Ji Cunshan in the first place.

Nowadays, my son can’t even eat steamed buns even if he wants to.

Mistress Ji Cunshan's teeth were itching with hatred. She felt that she really couldn't live this life anymore.

However, at this time, Ji Cunshan was already annoyed to death, and he was even more annoyed when he heard the child crying. He reached out and patted his son on the back: not lightly: "Why are you crying? Can you die of hunger for a while? Your grandparents are so old I'm so old, but I haven't eaten yet. Just be pampered and don't cry."

As a result, his beating and yelling made his son cry even harder. Mistress Ji Cunshan, who was about to hate him to death, couldn't hold back anymore when she saw him beating her son, and she burst out in an instant.

She pushed Ji Cunshan away and yelled at Ji Cunshan: "Why do you beat my son? You are a big man and you don't even have the money to buy a bun for your son. How dare you beat my son?"

Ji Cunshan was stunned for a moment. His always obedient mistress actually dared to push him: "What are you doing? You turned against you and you dared to push me. Don't forget your identity?"

Mistress Ji Cunshan sneered: "Identity, my status is not good, how can you be better? You used to rely on your wife to make a living, but now that your wife is gone, you can't feed yourself, and you can't even support your son. You You have the nerve to ask me my identity, do you have the nerve to ask?”

Now, Mistress Ji Cunshan has finally seen clearly.

From now on, it will be impossible for the Ji family to live the good life they had before.

Before, she thought that it would be better if Gu Meiyun died, and she would be able to ascend to the throne. But now she knows that once Gu Meiyun dies, the Ji family will have nothing to add.