The next morning, Wen Liang received a call from Zuo Yuxi. Li Siqing's school affairs had been settled. On the first day of school, he could just go to the principal and tell him his name. Wen Liang didn't say anything polite. He had a close relationship with Zuo Yuxi, and talking more would make him seem distant. He first went to the small playground for two hours of training, and then rode his bike to Li Siqing's house. The little girl was crawling on the stone slab in the yard to write something. Her thin body was curled up, and her concentrated look made people feel indescribable pity. Wen Liang came behind her quietly, and looked out. There were a few lines of words written in pencil on the wrinkled homework book: vinegar 73 cents, noodles 3 yuan, rice 2.5 yuan, salt... It was a full page of dense writing, some of which were circled, and some were crossed out. Wen Liang sighed slightly in his heart, afraid that he would scare her by talking too close, so he stepped back a few steps and said softly: "Nuan Nuan, brother is here to see you."
Li Siqing jumped up and saw that it was the person she had been thinking about day and night. She rushed forward a few steps, then suddenly stopped, suppressing the urge to throw herself into Wen Liang's arms. Her bright eyes showed endless joy: "Brother, you're here!"
Wen Liang nodded, took her little hand and walked into the house, "Is your father at home today?" The last time Li Shengli was out drinking and did not come back, Wen Liang did not see him.
When talking about his father, Li Siqing's eyes were filled with sadness, and he whispered, "He was drunk last night, and he just sobered up a little today, and he hasn't gone out yet..."
He patted her head lovingly and said, "Don't worry, it's okay. I'll talk to your father."
Li Shengli half leaned on the bed, looking listless. When he saw Wen Liang coming in, he didn't even raise his head. Wen Liang found an excuse to send Li Siqing out, told her not to come in unless she was called, and walked slowly to Li Shengli. Li Shengli, who was only 32 years old this year, looked like a man in his 50s, with messy hair, untidy beard, limp eyelids, and pale skin on his face from excessive drinking. Just for a woman who didn't love him, this young man who was full of vigor and vitality in the agricultural machinery factory tortured himself into this state in just two years.
Serious illnesses require strong medicines. Wen Liang was too lazy to argue with him and directly threw Li Siqing's account book in front of him, saying sarcastically, "You are so promising. A man in his forties still has to rely on an eleven-year-old child for support. Looking at this account book, don't you feel guilty? I don't understand, what's the point of living like you?"
Li Shengli's parents were both dead, and he had no relatives in Qingzhou except Li Siqing. Neighbors would at most come to give him some advice, but when they saw that he didn't listen, they could only worry and do nothing, but no one had ever said such harsh words. Li Shengli slowly raised his head, his dead eyes showed no life at all, and after a moment he lowered his head again, silent.
Wen Liang was not discouraged at all, and his words became more and more harsh: "Yes, it's unlucky for Nuan Nuan to have a father like you. It's her fate to suffer. Oh, I always thought Zhao Yaqing was blind to follow someone else, but now I see that he is living a carefree life in the south with gold and silver, feasting and revelry. If she still follows you, living a life of hunger, being laughed at, and looked down upon by others, then she would be truly blind."
Li Shengli suddenly raised his head, much faster than before, and stared at Wen Liang fiercely, his face was very unfriendly. Wen Liang seemed not to notice, and continued: "In my opinion, if Nuan Nuan followed her mother, her life would be many times happier than it is now! Who knows, one day Zhao Yaqing will come back and take her away because he feels sorry for his daughter. Even if she changes her surname to someone else's, it will be much better than suffering here for many years..."
"Stop talking!" Li Shengli finally spoke. His voice sounded like the harsh hoarseness of a broken bellows due to years of alcoholism.
Wen Liang must have thought: Just a reaction is good! "Don't tell me? If you don't tell me, how do you know how incompetent you are? You married a wife and cheated on her husband, you run a business and still lose money, you can't even support your daughter, you have the nerve to lie in a wine jar all day pretending to be infatuated and crying? It's disgusting to look at you!"
“Shut up!”
Maybe there were many people stabbing him in the back, but Lee Seung-ri had never heard such vicious abuse to his face. A surge of blood rushed to his brain, his chest swelled as if it was about to burst, veins on his neck bulged in an instant, and his eyes were red as if blood was about to drip.
Wen Liang put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin, sneered, looked at him with disdain, and said coldly: "Do you think you are worthy?"
Li Shengli yelled angrily and jumped over from the bed. Wen Liang kicked him back without saying a word, and then slapped him in the face.
"You are such a coward. Your wife running away is such a small matter that you are so angry all day long? If you have the guts, stand up straight and use money to smash Zeng Wucheng to death! You numb yourself with alcohol every day and escape from reality. Are you doing this to yourself and Nuan Nuan?"
Li Shengli was stepped on by Wen Liang's foot. He struggled for a long time, and finally his body went limp. He crawled there crying loudly as if he had lost all his strength: "Yes, I am a coward. My parents are dead, my wife ran away, and I can't even support my daughter. What's the point of living like this? I'd rather die sooner, the sooner I die!"
"My business has lost money, my savings are gone, I'm in debt, I can't borrow money from anyone, I've tried every possible way, I've tried every possible way, if I were a woman I'd even want to sell myself... what else can I do..."
"I don't care if others look down on me, curse me behind my back, or pity me for my misfortune. I just want to humiliate myself. I just want to see if that woman will have a little conscience and regret when she comes back one day and sees me like this!"
"Nine whole years, nine years of marriage, and it's still not worth a little money or vanity? I'm stupid, I'm stupid..."
Li Shengli banged his head on the ground while crying. Wen Liang felt pity when he heard it. He thought that there must be some pitiful side to a hateful person. It turned out that after such a long time, he still couldn't forget that woman!
Love is something that breaks one's heart!
Wen Liang sighed deeply, squatted down and tightly grasped his shoulders to prevent him from hurting himself again, and whispered to comfort him: "It's okay to vent it out, and you will feel better after venting it..."
It took Li Shengli a while to calm down. Wen Liang helped him sit on the bed and said, "Uncle Li, you are a smart man. Smart people often get stuck in a dead end. It is the stupidest thing to punish yourself with other people's mistakes. Only if you live a good life and are happier than before, can you make Aunt Zhao regret not choosing you...even..." He paused, although he didn't quite agree, but still said the most appropriate medicine: "It may even make her come back to you!"
Li Shengli's eyes lit up, then dimmed again in an instant. Wen Liang knew what he was worried about and said, "Uncle Li, please forgive me for my offensive words just now. I came here today to ask you to come out of retirement and resume your old business so that we can make a fortune together.
After venting his anger just now, Li Shengli released a lot of the depression he had been feeling for the past two years. He shook his head after hearing this and said, "How easy is it to become rich? First, you don't have any capital, second, you don't have any connections, and third, you need some luck. Business is not that easy to do... Wen Liang, no matter who taught you to say those words just now, your uncle is not a bad guy. I understand your good intentions, but your uncle is just like this. He won't achieve anything in his life. Nuan Nuan... Nuan Nuan, she will suffer for it."
Seeing that the effect of the strong medicine was about to dissipate, Wen Liang took out a few pieces of paper and put them in Li Shengli's hand: "This is a detailed plan for a breakfast shop, take a look first. I will find the storefront, funds, procedures and management personnel, you just need to use your ancestral skills to develop some simple delicious dishes. We will split the profits 50-50. Remember, this is not a joke! I'll give you a month, and when you figure it out, call me!"
Li Shengli's mind was in a mess. He had only been out of touch with society for two years. How could a young man like Wen Liang speak and act to this extent
"Are you serious?"
Wen Liang ignored him. When he reached the door, he turned back and said quietly, "Uncle Li, even if it's for Nuan Nuan, please believe me this time. I've never been so serious before!"
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Li Siqing sitting on the stool beside me, with her cheek supported by her small hand. Her dark and bright eyes turned and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly. Her sallow complexion and simple clothes still could not hide the grace and charm inherited from her mother in this thin body.
"Brother, you just..."
Wen Liang knew that such a big commotion would definitely not be hidden from Li Siqing. The fact that the little girl could hold back and not rush in was a sign of her greatest trust in him. "It's okay, Nuannuan. I asked your father to help me, and he agreed!"
"Really?" Li Siqing stood up and clasped his hands tightly over his chest.
Wen Liang nodded, reached out and touched her hair, and said, "The school matter has been settled. Go to Minghua Junior High School. You don't have to worry about tuition and living expenses. Leave everything to your brother!"
Although Li Siqing told herself in her heart that she should trust Wen Liang, she knew how difficult this task was at a young age. She did not expect that Wen Liang would get everything done in just a few days. In an instant, her brain seemed to be emptied, and only endless emotions flowed.
"Brother Wen, I... I will definitely study hard!"
He smiled gently and looked up. The sky was blue, the clouds were light, and the wind was gentle!
This is a season of lush grass and flying birds, filled with affection, tears, and love! (To be continued)