Chapter 85 You Cry
After hanging up the phone, Wei Chuan drove the jade plant back home.
Chu Yin was surprised and happy to see her son: "Why are you back? Didn't you say that we only have ten days off for the New Year and the rest of the time we have to train at school? Are you missing your mother?"
"Mom, do you know what my friends call me in private?"
"I know, Yaozu."
Wei Chuan laughed angrily: "It's good that you know it, so don't be too exaggerated to me in life, otherwise people will misunderstand you."
"Our family is rich, so it doesn't matter how many children we have." Chu Yin snorted, "What's wrong with me giving birth to you? Men may say they don't care about their sons, but they really care. What if your father really has a son with someone else, what will happen to your three sisters? You, like a nuclear weapon, our family can do without you, but we can't live without you."
Wei Chuan: “…”
This is the first time I have heard such a fresh explanation.
He didn't come back for her. Chu Yin immediately dropped her smile and acted like a debt collector: "So what are you doing back?"
Wei Chuan said: "I raised a pot of succulents, but I didn't have the energy to take care of it, so I took it home and asked my aunt to help take care of it."
Wei Chuan wanted to take care of himself, but he had to move to the school's designated dormitory during his training period.
It’s not convenient to carry around, I don’t know how to take care of it, and I don’t have the time.
Chu Yin went to pick up his succulent, and said in a somewhat reproachful tone: "You are so tired at school, and you still raise such a little thing."
Wei Chuan dodged her hand: "Mom, please don't break it. Let Auntie take care of it."
Chu Yin tsks, "How could I possibly break it?"
Wei Chuan gave the succulent to the aunt beside him with a forced smile, and said:
"Take good care of me and take videos of me every day."
"OK."
Wei Chuan sat for a while and said, "Mom, I won't be home for lunch. I have something to do at school. I'll come back to see you during the holidays. You and Dad should take care of yourselves."
After saying that, he ignored Chu Yin's complaints and left with the car keys.
After getting in the car, Wei Chuan didn't rush to start the car. He sent a message to Meng Tang first.
When Meng Tang saw the message, he was staring out the window in a daze.
She turned on her phone with a puzzled look in her eyes.
Wei Chuan said: [Is there something you forgot to tell me?]
Meng Tang sent a question mark.
Unfortunately, Coach He called.
Wei Chuan didn't want to communicate with Meng Tang through text messages either, so after deleting and revising the text, he replied: "It's okay, I'll tell you when you get back."
Meng Tang didn't ask any more questions.
Wei Chuan was concerned about it, but he was busy moving to a new dormitory and was called to a meeting about the winter vacation training plan.
This matter was put on hold for the time being.
Meng Tang, who was far away in Yanqing, had just packed her suitcase when Sister Fang knocked on the door and asked her what she wanted to eat in the evening.
Meng Tang left the room and replied, "Ask grandpa, I can do anything."
"You grandpa and grandson both say the same thing. I really don't know what I did."
"good."
Seeing Sister Fang leaving from the door, Meng Tang was stunned for a moment.
As long as she can remember, Sister Fang has been at her house.
As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Although the Meng family has fallen on hard times, Meng Yuchun has a good skill.
There was no need to worry about making money, but even so, many people left, and in the end only Sister Fang stayed.
Of course, Old Man Meng couldn't afford to support so many servants at that time.
The reason why Sister Fang was kept was because Meng Tang was raised by her.
Later, when Meng Tang grew up, she turned around and took care of the elderly Meng Yuchun.
Thinking of this, Meng Tang followed into the kitchen.
Seeing this, Sister Fang chased her away: "Hey, little ancestor, what are you doing in here? Get out now."
Meng Tang didn't go out, but asked: "How is Grandpa feeling these days?"
Sister Fang paused, turned her head to look outside, and said to Meng Tang, "He sighs all day long."
Meng Tang frowned: "At this age, why are you still so depressed?"
"Your grandfather has nothing to worry about," Sister Fang said. "It's just that children are a debt. Your father is about to be released, and he's happy. But besides being happy, he often laments his own poor parenting."
Meng Tang really had no way to refute this.
When the old man was young, he was determined to train Meng Huaizhang.
But Meng Huaizhang is a hopeless case, he is not good at studying, and he acts like a rich young master relying on his family background.
Later, in order to get the old man's money, she agreed to get married.
Less than two months after Meng Tang was born, he divorced Meng Tang's mother and spent the whole day having fun outside. When he was in a good mood, he would come back to play with the child.
The old man was completely disappointed and no longer cared about Meng Huaizhang.
To put it bluntly, it’s impossible to control it.
It was those years of indulgence that made him addicted to gambling.
The old man blamed himself for this.
Meng Tang sighed: "I'll go see grandpa."
In the backyard, the old man was sawing wood, silent and motionless.
"Grandpa." Meng Tang walked over.
Meng Yuchun took a breath and asked, "When will the restoration of the Guanyin statue you mentioned begin?"
"Number 23."
"Where will you live then?"
"I've applied for a school dormitory, don't worry."
Although there is no definite news yet, Meng Tang doesn't want the old man to worry.
The old man put down the saw and gasped: "I can't do it anymore. I'm old. I'm tired after working for a while."
"Let me do it."
Meng Yuchun stopped her: "Leave it there, let's chat for a while. Come over here and tell me what you want to say."
Still so sharp-eyed.
Meng Tang hummed, then asked, "If he comes back this time and still can't change, what will you do?"
Meng Yuchun laughed, his tone joking: "Just pretend he doesn't exist. We've been doing fine for the past nine years."
Meng Tang also smiled: "Are you willing to give it up?"
"Why should I be reluctant to give it up? When he comes back, he will have three meals a day. As for money, no way. You will get married in the future. I have saved all these years, and that will be your dowry."
"Grandpa, that's not what I meant."
"I know," Meng Yuchun said. "When I was young, I was arrogant and full of arrogance. I thought my skills were unmatched and that my son would be gifted. I never knew such a jerk would come."
At this point, the old man looked at Meng Tang with a loving gaze. "Thank goodness, you've filled that void. I used to think my craftsmanship was what I was most proud of, but later I realized it wasn't true."
Meng Tang subconsciously concentrated and held his breath, his heart pounding.
"You are the person I am most proud of in my life."
Meng Tang opened her mouth. She didn't expect the old man to think this way. This was the first time he said this to her.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and Meng Yuchun laughed: "A grown-up girl is still crying."
Before Meng Tang had time to wipe her tears, her cell phone rang.
The caller ID showed "Wei Chuan". The old man glanced at it and waved his hand: "Hurry up and answer the phone."
Meng Tang's accumulated emotions dissipated because of a phone call.
She answered the phone and said "Hello" in a soft voice.
With a slight nasal sound, Wei Chuan's sharp ears recognized it immediately, and his tone was anxious and panicked: "Are you crying?"
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