Pei Zhi has been back for a few days and has adjusted to her surroundings a bit.

Jiang Qingyuan gave Pei Zhi a cell phone, a regular PHS phone, which could make calls and send text messages.

Pei Zhi went to the hospital to pick up Pei Wang from his discharge.

Pei Wang bought a house in the city; it was a small villa.

From Pei Zhi's bankbook, she knew that Pei Wang had really made a lot of money over the years.

Pei Zhi visited Pei Wang's home, which looked messy and somewhat unclean, with a grayish tinge.

"Why don't you stay at my house? The transportation in the village is inconvenient."

Pei Zhi glanced at Pei Wang's house and said, "Never mind, you can live there by yourself."

Pei Zhi's expression of disgust was too obvious, so Pei Wang couldn't say anything.

Pei Wang thought for a moment, then went into the bedroom, took out a set of keys, and handed them to Pei Zhi.

"This is the house next door to my house. You can live there. You can just change the furniture and decorations later."

Pei Zhi opened the window and glanced outside. "That room?"

“Yes.” Pei Wang nodded. “Back then, that family encountered some urgent problems and had to sell their house to raise money.”

"It just so happens that I just got some money back, so I bought the house. I figured if my parents come to the city in the future, they'll have a place to stay."

"Even if they don't come, my son can still have it when he grows up and gets married."

"Getting married really makes a difference; you start to think things through more thoroughly."

Pei Zhi still refused Pei Wang's offer of the house, saying, "Forget about the house, I don't need it."

"So you plan to live in the village forever?"

“I stayed at Jiang Qingyuan’s house yesterday.”

Pei Wang coughed twice. "So fast?"

Pei Wang's expression was somewhat sorrowful. "You've decided... it'll be him?"

Pei Zhi looked coldly at Pei Wang, "Jiang Qingyuan lives in the school dormitory."

“He and Cheng Xuelin usually do experiments at the school, so the house was empty and no one lived there, so they let me live there.”

Pei Zhi had no intention of being polite to Jiang Qingyuan.

Pei Wang breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed there was still some hope for his brother.

"You said you don't want to manage the factory, so what are you planning to do next?"

"I'll get my driver's license first, and then try something challenging."

Pei Wang has already gotten the garment factory on track, so it wouldn't be difficult for Pei Zhi to go there; she'd probably just be coasting along.

Pei Zhi didn't want to live that kind of life.

Life needs some challenges, otherwise it's too boring.

"Okay, you can handle it yourself. If you need anything, just come to me for help."

"Alright," Pei Zhi said bluntly, "You don't even look at your house, it's a complete mess, like a garbage dump."

"Your home is a mess, and your relationship with your husband is a mess too. You should worry about yourself."

Even when Pei Zhi came into Pei Wang's house, everyone thought that the soles of her shoes were dirty.

Pei Wang looked around. "Is it alright? It's not as exaggerated as you say."

Pei Wang was always away doing business, and he didn't care about anything at home.

In Pei Wang's memory, his home had always been a mess, and he had gotten used to it.

"Come see me tomorrow and come with me to the hospital to get the report."

“Okay.” Pei Zhi could see that Pei Wang was nervous, but she didn’t tease him.

"I'll find you a nanny later to take care of your daily life and the house cleaning."

"No need, no need," Pei Wang declined repeatedly. "I can't stay at home for more than a few days at a time."

Pei Zhi kicked the chair. "Look at this. I don't know what's on your chair. I have nowhere to stay if I come here."

"The sofa was also filthy."

Even if you don't live here often, it will still take some time for you to go through the divorce proceedings.

"Alright then." Pei Wang looked at the house and saw that it was a bit dirty.

"Find a temporary worker."

"Don't worry about it, I'll handle the arrangements."

Pei Wang's tone rose slightly, "Zhizhi, I'm so happy you're back."

Pei Wang sighed, "It's been far too long since I've felt what it's like to be cared for."

Looking at the environment of Pei Wang's house, Pei Zhi understood what kind of person Pei Wang's wife was.

Since her mother was helping Pei Wang take care of his children in the village, she naturally didn't have time to care about Pei Wang.

Du Lei and the others were all men, and they weren't particularly attentive or considerate.

The next day, Pei Zhi took Pei Wang to the hospital by taxi.

Pei Wang received the report but dared not open it.

I used connections and paid extra money to get the fastest route.

Pei Wang looked at the sealed bag in his hand, but dared not open it.

Why are you shaking?

Pei Zhi returned to the village and met Pei Wang's two children, so she had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Disdainful of Pei Wang's petty nature, Pei Zhi simply reached out and tore open the seal.

Pei Wang took a deep breath and leaned closer to look.

When Pei Wang saw the result, his heart skipped a beat.

"It's not my child!"

Pei Zhi glanced sideways, looking at Pei Wang in disbelief.

"It's 99.9% complete, how can it not be your child?"

"Are you stupid?" Pei Wang scolded, her eyes red-rimmed. "It's not even 100% yet!"

"Only those that are 100% my offspring!"

Pei Zhi sighed. It was impossible to communicate with someone as uncultured as Pei Wang.

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