Song Yan resumed her busy work.

Wen Dajun came to Song Yan's place for several days in a row and told her that Yin Chao, who was originally very thin, had gained weight in the past few days.

Yin Chunmei was also happy...

Judging from these words about the mother and son, Wen Dajun seemed extremely happy.

Song Yan: "Are you very happy?"

"Of course, I'm happy to see that they, mother and child, are doing well."

Those who deserved to die are dead, and those who deserved to go to jail have gone. I've thought about it, and I'm not in a hurry. He'll come out someday, and then I won't let him get away with it.

His wife is blind, so he has no evidence whatsoever. I'll find a way to deal with him later, leaving him with no evidence either.” Wen Dajun seemed much calmer.

Song Yan: "You're very content with your life now?"

"I'm content just being able to stay by their side," Wen Dajun said happily.

"If you keep going like this, you're doomed. You'll never have a wife in your life."

"You can't even get a wife, what's the point of you being so happy?" Song Yan almost scolded him, "You're really pathetic."

"In my heart, Chunmei is my wife," Wen Dajun said shyly.

People say that a wife and children make for a warm bed, but your wife is in your heart and your children don't even call you Dad.

"Where is your wife, kids, and warm bed?" Song Yanzhen looked down on Wen Dajun's current contented attitude.

"As long as they, mother and son, are doing well, I don't ask for anything else," Wen Dajun said softly.

"You're so stupid! What happened to your skills back then?"

You managed to get your hands on such a beautiful woman as Chunmei back then, and now how could you…” Song Yan, do you think Wen Dajun would desperately want to acknowledge his son back?

And what was the result?

Wen Dajun's face flushed red instantly. "I...I...Of course I want to marry her, I dream about it all the time."

But like you said, she's stuck in a rut. It's like a tree that's been bent for years; if I try to straighten it, it will break.

So as long as she's okay, I'll listen to whatever she wants.

Song Yan gave a thumbs up, "You're a Casanova!"

Have you ever thought that you're so happy every day?

In her eyes, you've let go of your feelings for her. This might make her even less likely to marry you.

Yin Chunmei always felt that a good man like Wen Dajun should find a clean woman to settle down with.

"After all these years, I really can't change her mind."

Yin Chao doesn't look like me. Life just has to go on like this," Wen Dajun said.

This blockhead needs to be explained clearly.

Song Yan: "If you're this happy every day, then Sister Chunmei has nothing to worry about."

If you're unhappy, constantly feeling sad and guilty, to the point of feeling like you're dying, how will Sister Chunmei react?

“He must feel sorry for me…you…you…you don’t expect me to act like a woman…I can’t do the crying, tantrums, and threatening suicide.” Wen Dajun found it unbelievable.

"Crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide are all skills. Some people have cried, made a scene, and even threatened suicide, but they still haven't gotten what they wanted."

Some people, however, manage to achieve their goals.

"It all depends on how you manage to strike the right balance," Song Yan said.

"Then how can I cry, make a scene, or threaten to hang myself?" Wen Dajun was genuinely embarrassed; he really didn't know how to do that.

"I was just using a metaphor."

One of the reasons Quan Shengli targeted Yin Chao was that he suspected you had blinded his wife.

You caused Yin Chao's suffering to some extent. Don't you feel guilty?

Guilt can range from mild to severe.

How severe can the guilt be?

Has anyone ever been so desperate that they stopped eating and drinking and wanted to die?

Although I don't know if Chunmei would marry you if you did that, she would definitely feel sorry for you.

"The squeaky wheel gets the grease!" Song Yan asked Wen Dajun something he had never thought of before.

"To be honest, I feel really guilty about this, so I want to take extra care of them, mother and child."

But when I'm home alone late at night, the thought of how my mother and son have been living in fear and suffering these past few days makes it so hard for me to sleep. Wen Dajun carefully hid his sadness and worries.

Song Yan: "A person's youth is limited, and you can't keep wasting it like this forever."

Think of more solutions! If one solution doesn't work, think of another; if that doesn't work, there's always the next one after that.

But showing weakness will definitely make Sister Chunmei feel sorry for you.

As for what kind of standard to apply, I can't teach you; you'll have to figure that out for yourself!

After leaving Song Yan's house, Wen Dajun kept thinking about what Song Yan had said.

Chunmei has become cautious again, and hasn't left the house these days, staying with the children.

Although she didn't say it, she's now afraid to go out and afraid to leave her child.

Today, Wen Dajun just wanted to ask if it was possible to transfer Chunmei to the food processing plant, so that she could be moved to a place where no one would know her.

Even if she were transferred to the food processing plant, it wouldn't be easy for her, as she's a woman raising a child alone. If she were bullied, she wouldn't have a legitimate reason to protect her.

Wen Dajun's memory returned to more than ten years ago. If he mentioned Leng Chunmei, she would immediately warm his hands. If he said he was hungry, she would cook him the only good food she had at home.

In an attempt to find a reason to talk to her, I once deliberately tore my clothes and asked her to mend them.

This is a sign of weakness!

I had forgotten all of that before, only thinking about how to treat her well and how to protect her...

In order not to upset the mother and son any further, he didn't tell her a single thing about Quan Shengli, especially since Quan Shengli had instigated him to do what happened back then.

Wen Dajun was already pondering what to do.

You need to make her worry and feel sorry for you, but you can't scare her.

Wen Dajun sat at home alone for a long time, then bought a watermelon and delivered it to Yin Chao.

"When will he ever finish such a big watermelon?" Yin Chunmei took the watermelon from him.

Wen Dajun wasn't as cheerful as he had been in the past few days; he sat silently next to Yin Chao.

"Yin Chao slept very well last night and didn't wake up at all," Yin Chunmei said happily.

"That's good!" Wen Dajun didn't seem as happy as usual, nor did he say much.

"Brother Dajun, what's wrong?" Yin Chunmei asked.

The thought of how hard they, along with him, had lived all these years filled Wen Dajun with anguish, like a knife twisting in his heart. He was in so much pain that he immediately felt tears welling up in his eyes.

"Yin Chao! Go play by the door, don't go too far, your mother and I need to talk!" Wen Dajun patted the child's head.

Yin Chunmei gets a little nervous when she lets her child out of her sight.

"You can't keep the child at home all the time; at the very least, he still needs to go to school!"

"It's not a solution to keep him indoors all the time!" Wen Dajun's heart ached even more, looking at how terrified Chunmei was.