bayedsolid Chapter 302 It is more blessed to give than to receive
Chapter 302 It is more blessed to give than to receive
“That’s right, Yali, Mingcheng, Uncle is good to us, and we should repay him well in the future.”
"It's just that the three of us are pestering him and making him pay for everything. Your idea is good, but will he comply? What if he acts like a rogue and can't support us?" Song Mingli thought Song Wanxing was incompetent.
Song Mingcheng said angrily, "Hmph! If he won't support us when we were young, we won't support him when he's old!"
"Will this work? In name only..." Song Mingli still felt it wasn't that simple.
Yali, though small, was full of ideas. "Second brother, fourth brother, let's sever this 'nominal' relationship and make him write a 'severance letter.' He hasn't cared about us for so many years; he was in the wrong first! No one can say anything about it."
"A 'severance letter'? Is it even useful?"
"Who cares? It's fine to just put on a show for others. If he does the first day of the month, we'll do the fifteenth. Everyone has to be responsible for their own actions."
"Exactly! We can't just endure the hardships and grow up, only for him to come and 'reap the rewards'. He's dreaming!"
"Yes, he wants to enjoy the shade without planting any trees, what a load of rubbish. Anyway, I hate him and will never forgive him. Look at him, he doesn't realize his mistake at all, and he even dares to talk badly about Mom..."
Zhao Xiaojuan watched as the three children discussed for a long time, all of them fuming; after all, they were still just children.
She smiled and said, "You guys, don't think that far ahead or overthink things. We adults will handle our own affairs."
Just focus on your studies now. As long as the three of you are successful in the future, he'll regret it. What's wrong with you giving him a little something then? Remember, 'It is more blessed to give than to receive.'
“Mom is right, let’s do it! He brought this on himself! Let’s do a good deed on him then!” Song Mingli and the others agreed; this was the best revenge against him.
After persuading the children to go home, Zhao Xiaojuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep. So many years have passed, and there's nothing left to hate.
At least because of him, she left her own family home, and her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law are easy to get along with; it is also because of him that she has three sensible and well-behaved children, so it was all worth it.
There are gains and losses in everything. If she doesn't love him, she doesn't love him. You can't force a relationship. She comforted herself: things will work themselves out. At least she can read now and has been running a stall for so long, so she has no problem interacting with people.
She is no longer the timid and cowardly village woman who only knew how to revolve around her husband, children, and stove. There is nothing to worry about; she has simply changed her "land".
The next day, Zhao Xiaojuan packed up and went home; she knew that avoiding the issue wasn't a good idea.
As soon as she entered, Zhao Xiaojuan ran into Song Wanxing, who hadn't washed up yet. She glanced at him and noticed that he looked much older than his age. He was in his forties, and perhaps the hardships in his life had made him age prematurely. Or perhaps he was used to bowing his head and listening to lectures outside, as his back was slightly hunched and his temples were gray. He looked much older than his older brother.
I don't know if her eyes were blinded by something back then. She treated this seemingly strong but actually weak man like a treasure. Now that his forced refined appearance has been exposed, he's unbearable to look at.
Song Wanli was also observing her. How could she seem to grow younger with age? How had she not aged at all over the years? She radiated an indescribable vitality, making her look younger than her peers. Her eyes were no longer evasive, but confident and resolute. Her posture was graceful, and her attire was very appropriate, exuding the charm of a mature woman.
She was even worse than Wan Ruyi back then. What exactly did he miss? While Song Wanxing was in a daze, Zhao Xiaojuan had already slipped inside.
She went into her room, looked around, and thankfully, her older brother and the children didn't let that person into her room.
Zhao Xiaojuan tidied herself up and went to Qian Shuzhen's room—it was time to help her mother-in-law use the toilet and wash up.