Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 115: One slap for yuan, can that make me bankrupt?

Lin Yuan chuckled and agreed, "Yes, yes, that's right. It's because she made a mistake that we want her to come to your Peng family and work like a slave, so that she can pay you back for what she owes you over the years."

In the TV series, Peng Jiahe did this. She changed into a ladylike outfit and waited for Liu Jing to come back at the door of her house.

It’s a pity that Liu Jing, who was holding her son’s hand, glamorously ignored it.

This made Peng Jiahe even more hostile towards her biological mother.

But this is enough to show that she still longs for maternal love.

Peng Jiahe lowered her head slightly, bit her lip, and whispered, "That's not the case."

After all, Liu Jing is her biological mother. She just has some concerns, fearing that she will be rejected by her mother again.

But I also felt that it would be unfair to my grandmother and deceased father if I went to meet Liu Jing like this.

But she had a natural yearning for the word mother in her heart.

How contradictory my mood is.

Lin Yuan unbuckled Peng Jiahe's seat belt, walked to the passenger door, held Peng Jiahe's hand, gently led her out of the car, and said softly: "Your cousin is here, and you won't be wronged."

Peng Jiahe raised her head, looked into Lin Yuan's bright and warm eyes, and nodded obediently.

Her cousin was like a ray of light shining into her dark life.

It turned her from a helpless orphan into a princess who was pampered in the palm of her hand.

As long as her cousin is by her side, she is not afraid of anything.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Lin Yuan took Peng Jiahe upstairs and knocked on Liu Jing's door.

After a while, the door slowly opened from the inside.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman, Liu Jing. She was not absolutely beautiful, but she was very attractive, after all, she gave birth to such a beautiful Peng Jiahe.

But his complexion looked a little bad and he looked very tired.

Obviously, her life has not been easy these years, and her new husband is probably not as good as Peng Hai.

Peng Jiahe's heart beat faster involuntarily as he looked at Liu Jing who was so close to him.

"Who are you?"

Liu Jing looked at the strange man and woman in front of her, her eyes full of confusion.

Peng Jiahe's originally anxious heart seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water.

She thought that Liu Jing would look at her with tears in her eyes and full of guilt, or she would be so excited that she could not control herself and hug her tightly in her arms.

But she never expected that Liu Jing would look at her with such strange eyes and ask who she was in such a distant tone.

Peng Jiahe bit her lower lip tightly, and a bluish-white mark gradually appeared on her lips. She said in a cold voice: "There are still mothers like this in the world who can't even recognize their own daughter."

When Liu Jing heard this, an expression of great surprise instantly appeared on her face.

She looked carefully at the very pretty girl in front of her, as if trying to find traces of familiarity on her face.

After a long while, she spoke hesitantly: "You...you are Jiahe?"

Peng Jiahe sneered, her voice full of gunpowder: "You can't recognize her? Or you don't dare to recognize her? Is there any benefit in pretending to be your daughter?"

"Jiahe, I didn't mean that..." A look of shame appeared on Liu Jing's face. She really didn't recognize Peng Jiahe, nor did she expect Peng Jiahe to come to her directly.

Lin Yuan gently comforted her, "Girls change a lot when they grow up. It's understandable that I didn't recognize you."

Liu Jing looked at Lin Yuan gratefully, her eyes full of gratitude, and quickly said, "Jia He is a grown-up girl now. Mom didn't recognize her at first. Come in and talk first."

Then he turned his earnest gaze to Peng Jiahe and called softly, "Jiahe."

Peng Jiahe followed Lin Yuan in reluctantly.

As soon as you enter the house, you can clearly feel the cramped and simple interior.

Liu Jing's residence is very small and cramped, a typical one-bedroom and one-living room layout. The old sofa and coffee table occupy a small half of the living room space.

There was a little boy of five or six years old sitting on the sofa, chewing his fingers out of boredom.

"Hurry up and sit down."

As Liu Jing spoke, she hurriedly turned and walked into the kitchen. After a while, she brought out two cups of steaming tea and placed them on the coffee table in front of the two of them.

He found some candies in the room and said in a flattering tone, "Jiahe, here are some candies, try them."

Afterwards, Liu Jing brought a slightly worn stool and slowly sat down opposite the two of them.

Peng Jiahe was still a little resentful and didn't want to pay any attention to Liu Jing.

However, the little boy next to him had his eyes lit up when he saw the candy. He picked up the candy and started eating it with relish.

When Peng Jiahe entered the room and saw the little boy, he knew in his heart that Liu Jing had a new child and started a new family. No wonder she had never contacted him for all these years.

No wonder my grandmother suffered from Alzheimer's disease. She hated this woman so much.

Seeing that Peng Jiahe ignored her, Liu Jing smiled awkwardly, then looked at Lin Yuan and asked, "I still don't know your name?"

"I'm Jiahe's cousin and now Jiahe's guardian. You can just call me Lin Yuan."

Liu Jing nodded repeatedly, with a hint of confusion and surprise in her eyes. She looked at Lin Yuan carefully and felt that judging from the way Lin Yuan spoke and dressed, he did not seem like an ordinary person.

"Hello, hello. I didn't know Peng Hai had a relative like you. I'm so sorry."

Lin Yuan explained simply: "Our two families have only been in touch again in recent years. We lost contact for a long time before that. It's normal that you don't recognize me."

Liu Jing nodded slightly awkwardly. She certainly understood that the time point Lin Yuan was talking about should be the time when she and Peng Hai had divorced.

"You should have heard about your cousin, right?"

Liu Jing nodded gently, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Have you taken care of his funeral affairs?"

Lin Yuan nodded: "It's all taken care of. If you want to go see him, I can leave you the address of the cemetery."

Liu Jing lowered her head slightly and said softly, "Thank you."

Lin Yuan looked at the little boy who was eating candy and asked, "Is this your son?"

Liu Jing chuckled and replied, "Yes, it will be time for school soon."

Lin Yuan pointed at the laptop on the coffee table and asked, "Looking at these job postings online, are you looking for a job?"

"Yes," Liu Jing laughed at herself, her voice revealing a deep sense of powerlessness, "As you can see, our family's financial situation is supported by his father's salary alone.

Prices are so expensive now, everything you eat, wear and use costs money.

The child is about to go to school. If he continues like this, he won’t be able to find a good and decent school. I have to help share some of the burden.

Alas, it is really difficult for housewives to find a job nowadays. "

After saying this, he not only expressed how difficult his life was, but also subtly hinted that he had not taken care of Jiahe for so many years out of helplessness.

Perhaps there is a third meaning. Given our family’s financial situation, we are unable to raise a single child, let alone Peng Jiahe.

Listening to Liu Jing's complaints, Peng Jiahe glared at her, his chest heaving violently, and asked:

"So what did you do for me so that he could find a job? Even if it was just a phone call? Am I not your biological child?"

Don’t worry about scarcity but inequality.

They are all Liu Jing's children, why can't she treat them equally?

Perhaps in Liu Jing's heart, she didn't even consider herself as her child.

The more Peng Jiahe thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more aggrieved he felt.

"Jiahe, Mommy is really in trouble..."

At this time, Liu Jing's husband also came back from get off work. When he saw two people sitting on the sofa, his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

Liu Jing quickly stood up to greet him, pretending to smile casually: "You got off work so early today?" Liu Jing's husband ignored her, just raised his chin, and asked Liu Jing, looking at the two people sitting on the sofa: "Who are they?"

"You... come in for a moment, I'll tell you."

A hint of uneasiness flashed in Liu Jing's eyes. She took her husband's arm and went back to the bedroom.

After a while, a fierce quarrel was heard in the bedroom.

"What the hell is she? How old is she? Why do you bring her back to raise her?"

"Keep your voice down."

"Why are you speaking so softly? I'm exhausted raising both of you like my grandchildren. Why should I raise your daughter who was born to someone else?"

"What are you yelling about?"

"Why can't you yell? You don't earn a penny, you eat and drink my food all day, and now you want to bring outsiders home. You're dreaming."

Liu Jing's husband has a very bad temper, and Lin Yuan and Peng Jiahe can hear it clearly through the door.

Of course, maybe he said it loudly on purpose for the two people in the living room to hear.

Peng Jiahe's body trembled slightly. Although she had never thought about living with Liu Jing, how could a seventeen-year-old child like her bear to hear such a sarcastic conversation with her own ears.

Lin Yuan held Peng Jiahe's little hand, squeezed it hard, and said softly, "I'm still here."

"Cousin~" Peng Jiahe raised her head, her eyes full of dependence and emotion, and called softly.

Completely ignoring the fact that this was Liu Jing's home, he kissed Lin Yuan on the cheek.

After a while, the bedroom door opened and Liu Jing and her husband came out.

Liu Jing's husband looked impatient and said bluntly: "I'm sorry, we don't have time to entertain guests now, please leave."

Liu Jing was a little angry: "What are you doing? Why are you being so arrogant?"

"Why can't I act arrogantly? This is my home. I can do whatever I want."

Lin Yuan stood up and interrupted, "Stop, stop, stop, you two, I think you misunderstood why I came here today."

Liu Jing's husband frowned and said, "You came here just to give the child to us to raise, didn't you?"

Lin Yuan smiled disdainfully, "Jia He is for you to support? You really dare to think so. Do you know how much the clothes Jia He is wearing cost? You may not be able to save this amount even if you work for a year."

When Liu Jing's husband heard this, he looked at Liu Jing and his tone was no longer as aggressive as before: "So what are you doing here today?"

"I came here today just to bring Jiahe to see you. I was originally planning to arrange a job for you to improve your family's conditions, but now it seems like I wasted my time. Jiahe, let's go."

Liu Jing quickly pulled her husband's clothes and signaled him with her eyes to go over and keep her.

Liu Jing's husband quickly smiled and said, "I was a little aggressive just now. I apologize to you. Let's sit down and talk. Let's sit down and talk."

Liu Jing has been looking for a job for a long time, but has not found one. The expenses of a family of three depend entirely on him. If Liu Jing really has a suitable job, the burden on the family will be greatly reduced.

Lin Yuan held Peng Jiahe's tender little hand and sat back on the sofa.

He didn't intend to keep it a secret and said directly, "Take care of Jiahe's grandmother, 10,000 yuan a month."

"Ten thousand yuan! Really?" Liu Jing's husband looked excited.

Ten thousand yuan, more than he earns on his own.

As for taking care of Peng Jiahe's grandmother, he didn't mind at all. After all, Peng Hai was dead, and he was not worried that Liu Jing would run away.

Liu Jing, on the other hand, looked a little uncomfortable.

If there is a combination in this world that is more antagonistic than the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, it must be the ex-mother-in-law and ex-daughter-in-law.

I have offended Peng Hai's family so deeply in the past, and now if I go back to take care of my ex-mother-in-law, I will be targeted to death.

Lin Yuan simply said, "I don't have the habit of joking with people I don't know well. I'll give you two minutes to think about it and give me an answer."

Liu Jing's husband rushed to say: "Don't think about it, we agree."

Lin Yuan ignored him and looked at Liu Jing: "What do you mean?"

"I……"

Liu Jing was in a dilemma. To be fair, the monthly salary of 10,000 yuan did make her very excited, but when she thought about facing her ex-mother-in-law, she felt a little scared and uneasy.

Liu Jing's husband was a little dissatisfied and urged: "What are you still hesitating about?"

Liu Jing bit her lip, looking extremely conflicted: "Will Jiahe's grandmother agree to let me take care of her?"

Lin Yuan chuckled: "Auntie has Alzheimer's disease. She can't remember many people and many things. As for whether she remembers you, it's hard to say."

Liu Jing's husband offered advice: "Even if she says you are, you just have to deny it."

Liu Jing looked at her husband, then at her child, and finally made up her mind.

"I want to try."

"One day off a month, 8am to 8pm, and you need to stay with me when necessary. Can you do it?"

Liu Jing took a deep breath and nodded firmly: "Yes."

When Liu Jing's husband heard this, he smiled brightly and quickly stepped forward to ask, "How are you going to pay Liu Jing's salary?"

Lin Yuan reached out to Liu Jing and said, "Take out your phone."

Liu Jing took out her cell phone, not knowing why.

"Payment code."

"Oh oh."

Liu Jing hurriedly called up the payment code, and Lin Yuan directly scanned ten thousand yuan.

Liu Jing's cell phone rang with the sound of money falling to the ground. Liu Jing's husband leaned over to take a look and saw that Lin Yuan had already transferred 10,000 yuan. They both looked delighted.

"Go to work on time tomorrow. If you let me know that you don't take good care of your aunt, I will make you pay double the money."

"No, no."

"No, no."

Liu Jing and her husband quickly spoke out to make assurances.

"Jiahe, let's go." Lin Yuan pulled Jiahe up and walked to the door. He suddenly smiled at Liu Jing's husband and said, "I have another way to make money. Are you interested?"

"Thank you." Liu Jing's husband walked closer, nodding and bowing. He was completely different from the aggressive man just now.

"Let your son go back to the house first."

Liu Jing's husband called out, "Son, go back to your room."

When their son returned to the bedroom, Lin Yuan let go of Jiahe's hand and slapped her.

Liu Jing's husband was beaten dizzy and fell to the ground. You can imagine how much strength Lin Yuan used.

Liu Jing quickly squatted down and tried to help her husband up. She looked at Lin Yuan in shock, but she didn't dare to get angry with Lin Yuan because she had just received the money.

Liu Jing's husband covered his face and pointed at Lin Yuan angrily: "What are you doing?"

Lin Yuan's face was filled with chills: "Don't you want to make money? Ten thousand for a slap, how many do you want to take?"

At this time, Liu Jing and her husband suddenly woke up from their dream. They realized that the seemingly gentle man in front of them was actually not an easy person to deal with. He was venting his anger for Peng Jiahe.

Both of them were intimidated by Lin Yuan's aura and did not dare to speak.

He said in a cold voice with a blank expression: "If I hear you say something I don't want to hear again, I will lose my money and only get hurt."

After saying that, he took Peng Jiahe's hand and left without looking back.

Perhaps from Liu Jing's husband's perspective, there was nothing wrong with what he did, it was just that his words were too hurtful.

But why should Lin Yuan stand in his perspective?

(End of this chapter)