Chapter 20 Is this for me?
Jiang Cha looked up, his eyes full of confusion.
The curve of Huo Jingchuan's mouth deepened. "The meal is ready. The task of calling Lao Huo and Aunt Ye to eat is now left to you, sister!"
Jiang Cha lowered her head to read the letter, then looked up at Huo Jingchuan's back as he walked towards the kitchen.
Did Huo Jingchuan dig this out on purpose because he heard that she and her mother were leaving?
This is Uncle Huo’s past!
Jiang Cha didn't even dare to imagine how embarrassed Uncle Huo would be if he saw all this.
I’m so excited, what should I do?
Thinking of this, Jiang Cha stuffed the letters he had just taken out back into the iron box and went to the next room.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Huo Tingkun's face, which was about to cry.
Ye Surong sat on the sofa in the living room with a sullen look on her face.
It's obvious that he's still angry.
Huo Tingkun originally wanted Jiang Cha to persuade her mother.
Looking down, Jiang Cha was holding an iron box containing all his secrets in his arms.
At that moment, Huo Tingkun's world collapsed!
"Cha...Cha Cha, where did you get this box?"
Jiang Cha blinked, looking innocent.
"My eldest brother gave it to me just now. He said it was a gift that Uncle Huo prepared for my mother. It's useless if it's left with you. It has to be handed over to my mother to work."
There was a sweet smile on Jiang Cha's face.
With a loud bang.
The sky collapsed and the earth split.
In just one second, Huo Tingkun had thought of a hundred ways to assassinate Huo Jingchuan, and even knew where to bury him.
"Isn't this the gift you, Uncle Huo, plan to give to my mother?"
"I……"
Huo Tingkun couldn't say a word of refusal to Jiang Cha's innocent face.
"yes!"
Huo Tingkun clenched his fists and answered decisively, as if he had made up his mind.
With just one word, he spoke with overwhelming force.
Jiang Cha suppressed his laughter, coughed twice and cleared his throat.
"Mom, this is a gift Uncle Huo gave you. Do you want to take a look?"
Ye Surong met Huo Tingkun's nervous and expectant gaze, and was instantly separated from him as if she had been electrocuted.
"Since it's a gift, I'll reluctantly... take a look!"
Jiang Cha let out an "ah" and placed the box in front of Ye Surong.
Huo Tingkun also came over.
He survived for more than 20 years with this box.
The hardships involved are too great to be told to outsiders.
When Ye Surong saw the full box of letters, she already had some guesses in her mind.
Huo Tingkun pulled out the first letter.
He opened the envelope and read it to Ye Surong word by word.
"My dear Su Rong, I am pleased to receive your letter.
After careful consideration, I have decided to write you a letter, even though this letter will never reach you. Today is your first birthday since you got married, and it is also your third birthday without you.
I'm sorry, the promise I made to spend my whole life with you on your birthday has ultimately become empty. I went to see you secretly, in a corner that you had never noticed. Like a shameless peeping torrent, I saw you walking with him, with a faint smile on your face. You should be happy, right?
It’s good this way. Between you and me, there will always be one person who is happy!
Even though I can't say this to you in person, I still want to say, Su Rong, happy 21st birthday, I wish you happiness forever.
Huo Tingkun will always love you."
"My dear Su Rong, I am pleased to receive your letter.
I am about to carry out a top-secret mission. You must not know this. This is the ninth suicide note I wrote to you.
Although you have already started a family and have a happy child with him, every time I reach this moment, I still selfishly think, if I really can't come back, when my suicide note is delivered to you, will you think of me? Compared to death, I am more afraid of you forgetting me.
I don't have much time, so the rest of the content remains the same.
Over the years, all my allowances and bonuses in the army have been deposited in my passbook. The password of the passbook is your birthday. You don't have to feel any psychological burden. This money can be considered a gift from me to your child.
May your beloved Su Rong be safe and happy every year!
Huo Tingkun's last words.
"My dear Su Rong, I am pleased to receive your letter.
I dreamed of you again today. When I opened my eyes, I was still regretting why I couldn’t sleep longer, longer...”
Huo Tingkun opened the letters one by one and read them to Ye Surong word by word.
Ye Surong had already burst into tears.
Jiang Cha finally understood why her mother chose to marry Huo Tingkun within two days of divorcing Jiang Guodong in her previous life.
My mother in my previous life must have read these letters, which is why she made that decision.
Huo Tingkun's voice was choked with sobs, and his hand holding the letter was shaking.
"Okay, stop it, stop it, Tingkun, I... I'm not mad at you, really. I'm just scared. I'm afraid that you've already found someone better than me. I'm afraid that the me I am now isn't the person you like. I..."
Ye Surong couldn't continue.
Huo Tingkun hugged her tightly.
The iron box containing the letters was placed on Ye Surong's knees, and fell to the ground with a clang.
"There is no one better than you in this world."
Jiang Cha covered her eyes, the gaps between her fingers wide enough to let out a river of quicksand. "Although I really don't want to spoil the mood, but, Mom, Uncle Huo, you really have to go eat!"
Braised fish, stir-fried meat with green peppers, tofu with green onions, stir-fried cabbage, and a winter melon and pork ribs soup.
They are exactly the same as the dishes that Jiang Cha made yesterday afternoon.
Jiang Cha opened her big eyes and blinked, "Did you do all this?"
He clearly didn't even know how much water to put in cooking yesterday, but today he was able to make so many dishes. Jiang Cha was shocked, but more than that, he was suspicious.
"You really couldn't cook before?"
"No." Huo Jingchuan put the dishes and chopsticks on the table without even raising his head.
Huo Tingkun testified for him, "He really doesn't know how to do it, but this kid has been smart since he was young and learns things quickly."
Jiang Cha silently gave a thumbs up.
Just as a few people sat down at the dinner table, Huo Jingye came back after smelling something.
His clothes were soaked with sweat, but he had a box in his arms. He slapped it in front of Jiang Cha like a treasure.
Jiang Cha was startled by him again, but fortunately this time, the chopsticks did not fall.
Huo Jingchuan pulled Huo Jingye aside, and Huo Tingkun looked even more disgusted.
"Where have you been? Why are you back so late? Look at you, you're all sweaty, even dirtier than me after a day of training."
Jiang Cha covered her chest and looked at the table. It turned out that what Huo Jingye put in front of her was a box of chocolates.
It’s a foreign brand, the kind of ginger tea I used to drink, which is not sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives.
She was a little surprised, "Is this for me?"
Huo Jingye wasn't angry even after being scolded. He patted his chest cheerfully and said, "That's right. I thought about it today. I definitely can't learn to cook, but I can buy you delicious food! When I make money in the future, I will buy you delicious food!"
As he was about to sit down next to Jiang Cha, Huo Jingchuan slapped his butt hard and said, "Go wash your hands. Are you dirty?"
Huo Jingye really wanted to say that there weren’t so many rules at home before!
But he took a look at Jiang Cha, who was extremely happy, and Ye Surong, who was smiling with satisfaction, and just rubbed his sore butt. He said "oh" obediently, and went to the kitchen to wash his hands very cooperatively.
"Thank you, second brother." Jiang Cha's voice was originally soft and sticky. When she called her brother, the ending tone would always rise subconsciously. The word "second brother" came out of her throat, and it sounded so beautiful.
Huo Jingye's ears were numb when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears.
Huo Tingkun was very surprised. "Oh, this brat has suddenly become so sensible. I'm still a little uncomfortable with it!"
Ye Surong patted Huo Tingkun's arm and said, "How can you say that about your own son? Jingye is just being true to himself."
"Just spoil him. This kid gets cocky when he's praised. He must be so happy right now that he's lost his mind!"
Jiang Cha stared at the chocolate on the table, curled up the corners of his mouth, and couldn't take his eyes off it.
Huo Jingchuan looked at the dishes on the table, then looked at the chocolate on the table with ginger tea, and suddenly felt a little unbalanced.
It turns out that after working for more than an hour, the result is not even worth the box of chocolates that Huo Jingye bought?
"Is the chocolate delicious?" Huo Jingchuan asked coldly.
Jiang Cha nodded, affirming like a chick pecking at rice, "It's delicious, I like it."
Huo Jingye happened to be sitting next to Jiang Cha, and when he heard Jiang Cha say that she liked him, he felt even happier.
"Hurry up, open one and eat it first to satisfy your craving. I'll buy more for you when my second brother gets his salary next month!"
How would Huo Jingye know what Jiang Cha likes and dislikes to eat?
He just heard the daughter of the director of the Third Steel Plant say that there is no girl who doesn't like eating chocolate, so he took the trouble to buy a box and bring it back for Jiang Cha to try.
Unexpectedly, his gift really touched Jiang Cha's heart.
When Huo Jingye thought about Jiang Cha eating the chocolate he bought, he was even more excited than Jiang Cha.
He opened the box in no time. Before Huo Tingkun could finish his sentence, "Eat first, then snacks," Huo Jingye opened the chocolate box roughly.
Then he froze.
Huo Jingchuan laughed unkindly.
Jiang Cha covered her face, not knowing for a moment whether she should feel sorry for the chocolate on the table or for the sincere Huo Jingye.
The chocolate...melted!
It was a very hot day, and Huo Jingye was afraid that the chocolate would be lost, so he kept it in his arms. Wouldn't it melt if he carried it all the way?
Huo Jingye glanced at the sky outside the window. Why was it so dark? Because, all that was floating in the sky now was his resentment.
"No one told me that this thing could melt!"
As he said this, he was about to pick up the chocolate and throw it into the trash can.
Jiang Cha protected her food, and she quickly raised her arms to block Huo Jingye's claws.
"Don't throw it away. It doesn't matter if the chocolate melts. Tomorrow, I'll make a cake for you with chocolate, okay?"
Jiang Cha coaxed the angry Huo Jingye into silence in no time, just like coaxing a child.
"good!"
Huo Jingye was happy. Huo Jingchuan put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm full. Enjoy your meal!"
Jiang Cha released her hand that was protecting the chocolate. She hadn't even started eating yet, and he was already full?
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