Chapter 85

Chu Jiujiu held the envelope and wanted to throw it away, but Han Shengyi took it without saying anything before she could throw it away. After going in, he saw Grandma Han and handed all these things to her.

"Grandma, someone left it in the mailbox."

When Grandma Han saw this, she was stunned for a moment. She opened the brown paper in front of everyone and smelled the familiar scent of Chinese medicine. Grandma Han sighed deeply.

Chu Jiujiu on the other side held her breath and said, "..."

She was too clear about what she loved and hated. She only saw Han Jibin as the mastermind of corruption and that he had been secretly monitoring the Han family for many years, but she failed to see Han Jibin's important position as the adopted son of the old Han couple for many years.

Furthermore, she never understood why Grandpa and Grandma Han were so fragile. They were clearly strong people. If they knew their adopted son couldn't resist the temptation of money, they would be sad, but they wouldn't be completely devastated. However, Han Shengyi always said that he couldn't tell them, because if he did, they would be very sad.

Chu Jiujiu still insisted on her own ideas, but, after all, this was their Han family's business. Chu Jiujiu could be indignant, but she could not ignore Han Shengyi's wishes and interfere.

Feeling suffocated, Chu Jiujiu went upstairs to rest without even showing anyone the photos she had taken. When Grandma Han came to her senses, she found Chu Jiujiu walking upstairs without saying a word. She couldn't help but look at Han Shengyi.

"What happened? Did you two have a fight?"

Han Shengyi said gently, "No, she's tired. The Forbidden City is so huge, and we walked around all day today."

Grandma Han understood and said, "I'll make some pig's trotter soup tonight to nourish you."

Han Shengyi nodded, then he looked at the Chinese medicine in Grandma Han's hand again, "Grandma, these are all sent by uncle, right? When we were in Qingzhu Village, it was uncle who gave us money."

Grandma Han sighed, "Yes, apart from him, no one will care about us."

Han Shengyi hummed, "Guo Heizi always had his men and children come to the cowshed to see us. I guess he's here to see us. Uncle really cares about us. Otherwise, Guo Youmian and Guo Youtian wouldn't come to ask me who Grandpa is getting along with lately."

Grandma Han paused while holding the medicine bag. Just as she looked up, she saw Han Shengyi's lips curled up again. "Today is Laba Festival, and uncle sent money and medicine. Now it's New Year's Eve, and we don't know what he will send. Uncle is really something. We are a family, but he still hides away. Although it's nice to send gifts during the holidays, I can only feel at ease when I see him in person."

Grandma Han was a little stunned when she heard this. Indeed, if she really cared, now that the family had been rehabilitated, Han Jibin should have come to meet everyone. For what happened back then, the couple didn't blame him, but he blamed himself.

The starting point was good, but Grandma Han just felt weird.

But if you ask her what's strange about it, Grandma Han can't tell.

After Han Shengyi finished his words, he also went upstairs to his room. Perhaps it was really the bloodline that was at work; Han Shengyi wasn't Han Jibin's son, but their personalities were quite similar. Han Shengyi also preferred to gradually break things down, rather than revealing the truth all at once; that would be too shocking and difficult for people to fully believe. Only by sowing the seeds of doubt first, then luring others to discover more clues, could one achieve the best results.

What he wanted was not to expose Han Jibin's ugly face all at once, but to destroy the image he had built for many years and the things he cared about most in his heart bit by bit.

After resting for a while upstairs, Chu Jiujiu recovered and rushed downstairs with the photos taken today. Everyone sat together and looked at the photo together. The photographer was obviously a novice. He took the whole city tower in the photo, but the person became very small. If the photo was not big enough, Wen Xiuwei might not be able to find Chu Jiujiu.

In the photo, she had her hands behind her back and tilted her head towards Han Shengyi. She was smiling very happily and looked quite photogenic. Han Shengyi had no expression on his face and seemed less gentle than usual.

Everyone clicked their tongues a few times, and then the photo was taken away by Grandma Han. She liked this photo the most and looked at it for a long time. Then, she asked Chu Shao to nail the photo on the wall, which was opposite the living room on the first floor. No matter who came in, they would see it at first sight.

In the morning, Grandpa Han came out of Wang's house and sent Chu Shao home. Then, he went out to meet old friends. He didn't come home until dinner. The whole family sat at the dining table. Chu Jiujiu listened to Chu Shao talking about Grandpa Wang's condition. I heard that he was not doing well. She picked up her chopsticks and reminded him, "Then you should go more often in the future and buy some gifts for Grandpa Wang. You can bring them from home. It will be considered as a dedication from the younger generation."

Chu Shao: “…”

You really know how to find work for me.

But after thinking about it, Chu Jiujiu was right. Besides, he also wanted to reminisce with Wang Hongye. Being with Han Shengyi every day would make him crazy with his laughter.

Wang Hongye is still better. He has a simple mind and strong limbs. It is easy to deceive at first glance.

…

After talking about Grandpa Wang, Chu Jiujiu started talking about her experience at the Forbidden City today. Her descriptive ability was very strong, and she could even praise an ordinary brick with great fanfare. Wen Xiuwei, holding her chopsticks, listened with great longing, "It's so fun, it makes me want to go too."

When Chu Jiujiu heard this, she quickly recommended: "Let Chu Shao take you there. We've all been there, and it's just the two of you left. Oh, and you should take a picture too. Otherwise, it will be too empty to just hang pictures of me and Brother Shengyi on the wall."

Chu Shao: “…”

The first task has not been completed yet, and the second task has been issued.

He lowered his head and ate without saying a word. He knew best what Chu Jiujiu was trying to do. He didn't mind it. Wen Xiuwei glanced at the tall and strong Chu Shao.

"Let's wait until we have time," Wen Xiuwei declined. "Grandma Han and I went out to ask around today and heard there's a factory hiring workers. Anyone with a junior high school degree can apply. I'd like to give it a try first."

Chu Jiujiu asked, "What factory?"

Wen Xiuwei replied: "Paper mill."

Chu Jiujiu frowned. "The pollution is pretty serious, right? Will working there affect my health?"

The impact on the body is not a big deal. The problem is that the paper mill is too far away. Wen Xiuwei has no choice but to find a job as soon as possible.

Wen Xiuwei is very opinionated. Once she makes a decision, it is difficult for others to change it easily. The topic was quickly passed. In the evening, Chu Jiujiu lay on the bed while Wen Xiuwei sat in front of the new dressing table applying cold cream.

The original table was thrown away by Grandma Han, and the new one is not as fashionable as the previous one, but fortunately it has a mirror, which Wen Xiuwei likes very much.

Chu Jiujiu was lying there listening to the radio. Wen Xiuwei finished applying the cream on herself, then as usual, she dug out a piece and applied it on her face.

Chu Jiujiu was used to it. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the facial massage. After a while, she felt it was over. Chu Jiujiu sat up and held Wen Xiuwei's hand, not letting her leave.

"Weiwei~"

Wen Xiuwei: “…”

When Chu Jiujiu called her Weiwei, it meant she had something to ask for. Wen Xiuwei chuckled, sat down, and looked at her leisurely, "Just tell me, what do you want?"

Chu Jiujiu: "I don't want to do anything. Don't think I'm that bad. I'm very simple. My heart is as pure and soft as a flower."

Wen Xiuwei: "I think you don't look like a flower, you look like a lotus root."

Those who are too cunning are like honeycomb coal.

Chu Jiujiu: “…”

Chu Jiujiu curled her lips and patted the seat beside her. "Come on, let's chat, talk about love and ideals."

It was still early, and seeing Chu Jiujiu's determination to achieve her goal, Wen Xiuwei put away her teasing thoughts. She kicked off her shoes and sat on the bed.

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

Seeing this, Chu Jiujiu quickly moved closer to her and said, "Weiwei, do you really want to go to that paper mill?"

When Wen Xiuwei heard this question, she blinked and said, "It's okay. It's the same wherever I go. The most urgent thing is to find a job first."

"When you look for a job, you should find one you like," Chu Jiujiu advised her. "The environment in the paper mill is not good. You are so young, you should wait for other jobs. We can buy you something you like."

If you spend money, it will cost hundreds or thousands.

Wen Xiuwei lowered her eyes and smiled softly, then raised her eyes again, "The job I like can't be bought with money. So, don't think too much about it. To me, all jobs are really the same."

Chu Jiujiu wondered, "What kind of job can't be bought with money?"

Wen Xiuwei pursed her lips. She didn't want to tell anyone because she couldn't do what she wanted to do, which made her feel very frustrated. However, smelling the same vanishing cream scent emanating from Chu Jiujiu, and looking at this face that was somewhat similar to hers, yet not quite similar, perhaps the darkness had affected her mood. Wen Xiuwei actually felt a little bit of a desire to confide in others.

Biting her lower lip and smiling, Wen Xiuwei looked at the door, then made an expression as if she was going to share a little secret with Chu Jiujiu, "I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else."

When Chu Jiujiu heard this, she immediately patted her chest and assured him, "No problem!"

She kept the last secret for three whole years, which shows that she is very good at keeping secrets!

…

Seeing her bold promise, Wen Xiuwei couldn't help but laugh. She moved to a different position, just like Chu Jiujiu, and lifted up her pillow, placing it against the wall. She leaned over and huddled closely with Chu Jiujiu, then whispered, "I want to be an actor."

Chu Jiujiu was not surprised at all when she heard this. Which girl doesn't have a dream of becoming a star?

"Just be the one if you want to be one. You're so pretty, so whatever role you take will definitely be a hit."

Wen Xiuwei choked, "You think it's so easy? Without connections, I don't even know where the film studio is."

"Besides, there are so few actors in China, and it's like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge. I'm good-looking, but there are so many good-looking people, and not all of them can succeed."

Chu Jiujiu didn't understand. "You haven't even tried it, so how do you know there are so many difficulties? It's just a film studio, right? Let's go out and ask around, and we'll find out which way the door faces. I'm guessing it faces south. I went out today and saw a lot of doors facing south."

Wen Xiuwei: “…”

Everything sounded so easy in Chu Jiujiu's mouth. Wen Xiuwei didn't know what to say. Chu Jiujiu turned around, and the reflex arc in her brain finally reached its end. Thinking of those stars in the future, Chu Jiujiu couldn't help but feel a little excited. She leaned on Wen Xiuwei's shoulder, raised her head, and asked her with bright eyes, "Why did you want to be an actor? Do you have a favorite star?"

star?

This saying isn't common in China, but it does exist abroad. Wen Xiuwei quickly realized it, and her interest grew. "Of course there is. I like a foreign actress named Marilyn Monroe. I couldn't forget her poster once I saw it. I wish I could be like her."

Marilyn Monroe?

Chu Jiujiu recalled and frowned, "It seems she had all her ribs removed in order to make herself thinner."

Remembering what her father had told her, that Wen Xiuwei died because of plastic surgery, Chu Jiujiu immediately said anxiously, "Don't follow her example! In my eyes, Weiwei, you are the most beautiful. From your hair to your toes, every detail is perfect. Don't have surgery anywhere on your body, except for a Caesarian section!"

Wen Xiuwei: “…”

What is going on?