And Lingling can't face reality.
Does she really have to wait eight years
After eight years, everyone has grown old.
Her parents also asked her to divorce Wang Shuncheng directly, saying that her good youth should not be wasted on him.
After thinking about it, what future would he have? With such a criminal record, which big company would want him
I will be almost forty by then, and I will still be looking for a job.
Under the persuasion of her parents, Lingling finally gave in and filed for divorce.
Because of the special circumstances, the divorce went smoothly, but Wang Shuncheng felt very painful.
He felt that his wife had betrayed him.
There was a feeling of betrayal and alienation, and this feeling was exactly what the client felt at that time.
All quite painful.
Wang Shuncheng is even more miserable, after all, everyone has gone in.
Lingling did not take the child away because her parents felt that taking a child would affect her future life.
The children were left to Wang Kai'an and Zhao Junfen.
Wang Kaian also closed the snack bar there because it was not making any money at all. Even if it were to make money, it would be a year later. He had no patience for it.
Zhao Junfen stayed in the hospital for a while and then returned to the house rented by Wang Kai'an.
Looking at the small room and hall, Zhao Junfen felt an indescribable sense of loss.
"Isn't this house too small?" she said.
Wang Kaian frowned: "The child's mother is gone, and the child needs to eat again. This expense is huge."
"Let's save money on living. This house costs more than a thousand a month."
"More than a thousand." Zhao Junfen said disappointedly: "Does this cost more than a thousand?"
She looked around. There was a broken refrigerator, an old sofa, cracks in the floor tiles, and stains on the walls.
The door was an old-fashioned wooden door painted with dark yellow paint. She took a few steps and opened the bedroom door. There was a large bed inside, but the mattress was not very clean.
I don’t know how many tenants have used it.
Then he turned around and went to the kitchen. There was no range hood in the kitchen, only an exhaust fan, and two gas stoves placed on the table. The table was made of cement, and the white tiles on it had many cracks, and there were many cracks in the gaps. Stains.
She raised her head and looked at the kitchen window. There was thick oil stains on it, and she could no longer see clearly what was happening outside the window.
There is also a sink for washing vegetables, which is also extremely crude.
I took a look at the floor under my feet. There were thick stains, and I couldn't even see the original color of the floor tiles.
This is all terrible.
She went to the toilet instead. The toilet space was relatively small. There was a washing machine inside, and then there was a squatting pit.
"I know I have wronged you." Wang Kai'an put his hand on Zhao Junfen's shoulder.
He also knew that this condition was not as good as the previous house.
This condition is just like the conditions from decades ago.
If Zhao Junfen had never lived there, he might not be so disgusted with it. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
Zhao Junfen looked disappointed and said nothing.
Thinking of her son, she wanted to cry, but she had cried all the way to the hospital before, and she had also cried all her tears.
"We have no income now, so we can only save a little." Wang Kaian sighed sadly. Zhao Junfen looked up and saw that he had a lot of gray hair.
"Even if we have income, we have to save money. When our son comes out, we have to find a way to give him a home." Wang Kaian still wants to save money and buy a house.
He has never lived a wandering life. He has lived in his own house in this city since he was born.
Zhao Junfen asked: "What are you going to do next?"
"I don't know anything else. It's hard to find a job at this age. It's better to go back and open a restaurant." Wang Kaian felt that snack bars were not suitable for him at all.
Many of the people buying snacks were women and children, and he was the last person to deal with such people.
He still likes to come to the restaurant with old men to eat and drink together. He speaks loudly and is generous, and he becomes a regular customer after going back and forth a few times.
Zhao Junfen pursed her lips: "Is that enough money?"
"There are still more than 200,000 yuan, which should be enough. I don't want to open a good restaurant." Wang Kaian added:
"The location has been chosen, it's near here."
There is an area here that is considered an urban village, where many migrant workers rent accommodation.
They don't mind whether the store is good or bad, and they don't even care about the taste. They are more focused on the portion. As long as they sell well and have enough food, they will definitely make money.
After all, Wang Kaian has been running a restaurant for many years and has some ideas.
When I told Zhao Junfen this, Zhao Junfen didn’t object and just said:
"Then I'll take care of the kids at home." Then he sighed:
"I used to treat Lingling as my own daughter, but I didn't expect that she would leave her as soon as something happened to my son."
"This..." Wang Kaian said: "She is indeed heartless."
The two of them resented Lingling in their hearts, but they also understood in their hearts that it was normal for a young woman to not be able to wait.
I just feel sorry for my grandson, who has no father and no mother.
Wang Kaian regrets it very much now. He had doubts in his heart when his son suddenly took back 300,000 yuan.
But the son said so emphatically that he really didn't expect that his son would do such a risky thing just for decoration.
The water usually flows slowly, so if you do it less, no one will find it, but the amount is still too large!
Wang Kaian does not blame his son for being greedy, but blames him for being careless and greedy too much.
In Wang Kai'an's mind, people who work in large companies have something to gain, otherwise what would they do if they were to squeeze their heads in
But it was too late, the tragedy had already been caused.
Zhao Junfen walked to the sofa exhausted physically and mentally. Regardless of whether it was clean or not, she sat down and covered her face with her hands:
"My son!"
She has two sons, one is in school and the other is idle.
Who should I count on for the rest of my life
"Son!" she wailed.
The voice was sharp and shrill, which made Wang Kai'an worried. He said:
"It's not like my son won't come out. You're shouting like this..."
It's like my son is dead.
"Eight years, I don't know if I can survive until then." Zhao Junfen said sadly.
Wang Kai'an felt a little unhappy: "If we live to be eighty, we still have at least thirty years, but only eight years. I can afford to wait."
"I can't do it, I'm not in good health." Zhao Junfen shouted, covering her face.
Today, Zhao Junfen loses a lot of tenderness before facing the cruel reality.
In the past, she was always careful to please Wang Kai'an and Wang Shuncheng, fearing that they would not accept her.
But now, being together for a long time is one factor, and another reason is that she knows that Wang Kaian can't live without her. He needs to take care of his children by himself, and she is much bolder in talking and doing things.
Moreover, Wang Kai'an alone could not give her a sense of security. Ever since Wang Shuncheng's incident happened, she had been crying and making trouble, even even going to the hospital.
And every cry she cried gave Wang Kai'an more pressure and more pain.