Chapter 9 Chapter 9 You still have a son?! ...
Always worried about Lin Jie's revenge, Song Zhihan avoided him for several days, fearing that if she made eye contact with him, Lin Jie would find fault with her.
The entire building was out of power that day, and Lin Jie sent a notice in the work group that all employees could work from home today. James liked to be a hands-off boss, so Lin Jie had the final say in almost all company affairs.
Cheng Yang was very happy about the unexpected holiday. She flew over and called Song Zhihan: "Let's go to Dongcheng to eat that Japanese restaurant, okay? I want to try their salmon."
They had eaten there several times before and the food was delicious and of high quality. The only drawback was that it was too far away.
Song Zhihan was on her period and had no interest in raw or cold food. She was also thinking about going to Zhong Xiuwen's place, so she simply refused. However, in order to make up for Cheng Yang, she called the fastest runner to help Cheng Yang deliver the goods to his door. From Dongcheng to here, the delivery fee was as high as three digits.
Cheng Yang was pleasantly surprised and envious, "Baby, tell me the truth. Which rich family are you from? Why are you out here to experience life?"
She had joined the company two years earlier than Song Zhihan, and for a while she was seconded to James as an assistant, responsible for training new employees. That's how she and Song Zhihan got to know each other. The two hit it off immediately, their personalities were very compatible, and they became a pair. When work was most tiring, her partner was her only solace.
Although Song Zhihan did not mention it, Cheng Yang could see that her family conditions were very good, not only from her clothes but also from her words and actions.
There was a project manager before who always liked to invite employees to dinner after get off work. Everyone gave him face and was forced by his authority, so no one refused. They could only go and chat with them after get off work.
Song Zhihan was also invited, but she only went twice, constantly making excuses to decline. The manager, eager to save face, publicly embarrassed her. Song Zhihan didn't shy away from the situation, stating her unwillingness to go. The manager, enraged, began to hinder her at work. Song Zhihan was also bold enough to first submit her resignation letter and then email James to reveal the entire story.
Later, James intervened, punished the manager, and called Song Zhihan back. After the incident, the manager felt ashamed and simply resigned.
From this incident, we can see that Song Zhihan is not someone who can compromise for the sake of work. She has high qualities, but she will not tolerate anything that touches on principles.
It is difficult for an ordinary family to cultivate such a character, so Cheng Yang thinks that she must live in a wealthy family where her parents dote on her. She is brave, bright, fearless, and has the ability to make anyone want to get close to her.
But Song Zhihan never mentioned her family, and she didn't feel any superiority about the brand names she wore, as if they were just ordinary things.
Cheng Yang's words made Song Zhihan smile bitterly. The Song family was indeed wealthy, having been rich since her grandfather's grandfather's generation. If the accident of "wrong child" had not happened, she could indeed accept this rich second-generation with peace of mind.
But now, these are like time bombs that may explode at any time. While I have money now, I should spoil Cheng Yang more.
After sending Cheng Yang away, Song Zhihan called Zhong Xiuwen and said that she could go over early to help today. The two agreed to meet downstairs in the community.
As usual, Song Zhihan parked her car in a nearby open space and walked in. From a distance, she saw Zhong Xiuwen sitting on the small tram downstairs with a basket of vegetables. She took two quick steps, stood behind Zhong Xiuwen and called her, "Come on, Aunt Zhong, my car is outside, I'll take you there."
Zhong Xiuwen put away her phone and took out a white helmet and handed it to her: "Gas costs more than vegetables, why drive a car?"
Song Zhihan clumsily put the helmet on his head, then looked up and asked Zhong Xiuwen for help: "Auntie, please help me fasten it, I can't see."
The movement of stretching its head is very similar to that of a cat that is full and wants someone to scratch its chin, especially those bright eyes.
Zhong Xiuwen felt something gently brushing against her heart. She held her jaw awkwardly and helped her fasten the helmet strap.
After packing up and getting ready to go, Song Zhihan sat in the back seat, holding the hem of Zhong Xiumen's clothes in her hand. She felt very curious and had the impression that this seemed to be her first time riding an electric car.
The vegetable market wasn't far away, and it took less than ten minutes to get there. It was almost dinner time, and there were many people selling vegetables coming and going.
Song Zhihan followed her, curiously watching her select vegetables and bargain with people. Life is also a learning process, and Zhong Xiuwen is an expert in this field.
After buying the vegetables she needed for the day, Zhong Xiuwen couldn't find the mushrooms she'd been looking for. They were either wilted or too expensive. Song Zhihan pointed to the market across the street and said, "Why don't we go over there and have a look?"
The two of them stayed here after they arrived. Zhong Xiuwen, who likes to compare prices, didn't even glance across at the opposite side.
Zhong Xiuwen didn't even raise her eyelids: "No, if you can't buy it, change the dish."
Song Zhihan said "oh", glanced at her cold face, and didn't dare to ask the reason.
In the end, the dishes were changed, and Zhong Xiuwen asked her, "What do you want to eat?"
Song Zhihan's eyes lit up: "I still want to eat the scallion tofu you made yesterday!"
This suggestion was adopted. Although Zhong Xiumen usually did not cook the same dishes in a row, looking at Song Zhihan, she agreed inexplicably.
The two of them carried two large bags full of food home. Song Zhihan actively wanted to help in the kitchen, and Zhong Xiumen reluctantly agreed.
The first task she was assigned was to peel potatoes and cut them into shreds. Song Zhihan was full of energy and eager to try with the kitchen knife in hand. However, the potatoes, after being stripped of their skin, were like greased soles on her feet, slipping on the chopping board and she couldn't hold them.
Zhong Xiuwen was preparing the fish and took the time to instruct her: "Cut off a piece first to make the bottom flat so it won't move around."
Song Zhihan obeyed, and sure enough, the potatoes settled down. She began slicing them again, the knife moving up and down for a while. When Zhong Xiuwen finished with the fish, she was left with only potato slices on the chopping board.
She looked at the potatoes suspiciously, then at Song Zhihan, and asked uncertainly: "If I remember correctly, I said shredded."
Song Zhihan lowered his head and twisted his arms, feeling a little embarrassed: "Aunt Zhong, they just got fat..."
Five minutes ago they were just a pile of potato cubes!
Zhong Xiuwen was so angry that she laughed and kicked her out of the kitchen: "Go out and play, don't make trouble for me."
Song Zhihan pouted, feeling helpless, and leaned against the kitchen door to accompany her.
"You're not working today?"
"Yes, but our company has a power outage, so our boss asked us to come back and work from home."
"Oh, your boss is pretty good then."
Song Zhihan nodded in agreement, saying that Lin Jie was indeed a very good boss.
Picking green onions, Zhong Xiuwen explained the situation at the vegetable market to her: "I used to buy vegetables at the vegetable market in the east. I didn't notice it at first, but after buying more often, I gradually realized that something was wrong. Those owners were colluding to cheat on the familiar, passing off inferior products as good ones, and shortchanging people by weight. I have a bad temper, and I want to get my revenge when I get hurt. I went to talk to them, but they ganged up on me and said I was crazy because I was poor and deliberately looking for trouble. I'm not the type to let things go, so I went to the nearby Market Supervision Bureau to complain about them. Although the matter was resolved, they refused to sell me vegetables when I went there again. If they didn't sell me, then forget it, so I stopped going. But the people who went there all lived nearby, and after a while, I became their shrew."
"Sometimes I think, why bother making things so awkward over such a small matter? But after thinking it over, I still feel that I did nothing wrong. Let them say whatever they want, as long as I have a clear conscience, that's all that matters."
Zhong Xiuwen acted as if she didn't care, but Song Zhihan clearly saw a hint of sadness in her eyes.
She turned her head to look at Zhong Xiuwen who was busy with her hands, and said softly: "Auntie Zhong, there's nothing wrong in being fussy, and there's nothing wrong in not being fussy either. The wrong thing is to speak ill of others just because they are fussy."
Zhong Xiuwen's experience forced her to be strong and make herself sharp, but beneath the sharp thorns, Song Zhihan saw a soft heart.
To some extent, she and Song Yazhi are the same kind of people, with the sharpest outer shell and the softest heart. Their underlying colors are difficult to detect, but once discovered, they will fall hopelessly in love.
Song Zhihan felt that he was a little fond of Zhong Xiuwen. Thinking about it carefully, how bad could a person be who could get along well with children, cook a table full of delicious meals, and raise an excellent child like Lin Mo?
Zhong Xiuwen chuckled, then remembered something and said to her, "I almost forgot. Go to the cabinet at the door and open the package. Didn't your cutlery break before? My child bought you a set of identical dishes."
If she hadn't mentioned it, Song Zhihan would have almost forgotten about it. Although she felt heartbroken for the passing of Kitty, she quickly ordered a new set. She just didn't expect Zhong Xiuwen to actually buy the same set.
After opening the express, Song Zhihan took a careful look and found that they were exactly the same!
She couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, this tableware isn't expensive, is it? My set only cost a few dozen yuan."
"I don't know either. My son bought it, but I didn't hear him say how much it cost."
But the pattern and logo clearly don't look fake. Maybe they were afraid that Aunt Zhong would feel psychologically burdened, so they deliberately quoted a fake price.
...No! Who did she say bought it?
"Aunt Zhong! You said your son bought it?"
Zhong Xiuwen was surprised by her fuss and walked out of the kitchen, picking her ears: "Yes, my son bought it."
Song Zhihan jumped in front of her and asked anxiously, "Do you have a son?"
"Yes, I have two children. He is busy with work and is not often at home."
Song Zhihan became interested and walked around Zhong Xiuwen and asked, "How old is he? Does he work at home or in another place?"
"I'm 28 and I work from home. Why are you asking?"
Song Zhihan stuttered... I can't say I'm actually your biological daughter. I want to ask who else is in our family...
"Uh, nothing much, I was just asking."
Zhong Xiuwen did not comment: "My son looks like me, very handsome, and has been chased by girls since he was a child."
Very handsome? Song Zhihan reasonably suspected that it was her mother's filter, but when she learned that she had a brother, she felt a little more uneasy.
Now the person to be conquered is not only Zhong Xiuwen, but also this brother.
She asked tentatively: "What about his relationship with Lin Mo?"
"They have a very good relationship. Jasmine relies on her brother the most, and so does my son. He values Jasmine more than anyone else. My two children have an incredible relationship. Of course, they also have a good relationship with me, their biological mother. The three of us are a loving family."
A loving family....
Help! Song Zhihan was about to burst into tears. Who would love her? Was she really going to be hated by everyone?
There was no hope ahead. Song Zhihan leaned his head against the wall with a dead heart, muttering to himself.
Zhong Xiumen frowned, thinking that the child was crazy again. She didn't want to waste time with her and went to the kitchen to cook.
After a satisfying meal and a satisfying drink, Song Zhihan said goodbye to the cute little girls and the beautiful Aunt Zhong and drove back to the company. She realized she had forgotten her computer charger at the company, as she had a manuscript to write that afternoon and needed to go back to get it.
Fortunately, the floors of their company are not that high, so climbing stairs is acceptable.
Walking to the lobby, Song Zhihan saw that the elevator had returned to normal operation. She realized that the power supply had been restored. What an efficient electrician! He fixed it so quickly. Last time, he clearly spent half a day fixing it! Would he be forced to work if he went back now? Song Zhihan was a little panicked, but then she thought, maybe everyone had already gone home, and no one would care about her, a nobody.
With this thought in mind, Song Zhihan eagerly stepped into the company's gate. She looked inside through the window and found that there was no one there. She felt relieved, slipped back to her workstation, quickly found the charger and prepared to run away.
The moment I stood up, a voice came from behind me.
"Song Zhihan?"
"Why are you running?"
It's mustard.
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