Chapter 8 Let’s start over, okay?
Jiang Cha turned his head to look.
I just thought of Jiang Guodong, and in the blink of an eye I saw him. It’s amazing!
"Jiang Guodong, how dare you come to my house?"
Ye Guanlan patted Huo Tingkun on the shoulder. Huo Tingkun understood and carried the ginger tea into the house.
"Dad... Dad... Are you back?"
As soon as Jiang Guodong saw Ye Guanlan, he felt guilty and couldn't speak clearly.
Ye Guanlan smiled, "Why? Are you disappointed to see me come back?"
"No...nothing happened. I'm so happy for you!"
Ye Guanlan is back, why is he back?
"You've already divorced Su Rong, and you still come to my house to cause trouble. Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?"
"Dad, I didn't come here to cause trouble on purpose. It was Jiang Cha who stole my money. I have nothing now, penniless, and I have Ah Cheng with me. It's okay for me to suffer a little, but how can Ah Cheng endure the suffering in the countryside!"
"He's just a 20-year-old boy, just going to the countryside, how could he not bear it?"
When mentioning Jiang Cheng, Ye Guanlan became even angrier.
Jiang Cheng was a smart kid since he was young, but he was a little playful. With strict discipline, he was not hopeless.
Ever since Wang Guifang came, Jiang Cheng's character has become more and more distorted. He shirks responsibility, has no sense of responsibility, and lying has become commonplace. He doesn't seem like a member of the Ye family at all.
If Jiang Cheng had not been under his watchful eyes the whole time he was born, he would have suspected that the hospital had taken the wrong child away.
"dad……"
"If you dare to come to my Ye family again, don't blame me for being rude to you."
Ye Guanlan uttered harsh words and slammed the door shut.
Jiang Guodong gritted his teeth in hatred. Last night, Jiang Cha must have knocked them unconscious and taken away the money, a full 20,000 yuan in cash, and so many small yellow croakers, all gone just like that. When Jiang Guodong woke up this morning, he wanted to drag Jiang Cha over and skin him alive.
Jiang Cha put on her shoes and stood beside the shoe cabinet, giggling.
Ye Guanlan flicked her forehead in annoyance, "Is what he said true? Did you take his money?"
"No way! I'm just taking back the money from our Ye family!" Jiang Cha said confidently.
Ye Guanlan shook his head helplessly and laughed, "You!"
Ye Surong went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Huo Tingkun spontaneously went over to help. Ye Guanlan and Jiang Cha looked at each other.
"What do you think of your uncle Huo?"
"I think what's the point of Uncle Huo being nice? We don't know what they are thinking!"
"How about we give them a try?
"I think so!"
Ye Guanlan called out, "Tingkun, we haven't played chess in a long time. Come play a game with me!"
Huo Tingkun was washing vegetables. When he heard Ye Guanlan calling him, he wiped his hands and came to the living room.
Jiang Cha slipped into the kitchen and saw Ye Surong patting her chest, leaning against the sink, washing green vegetables.
"Mom, I've always wanted to ask you, what is your relationship with Uncle Huo?"
Ye Surong paused while picking beans, "He and I..."
She forced a smile and said, "He is an orphan taken in by your grandmother. We grew up together."
That year, Ye Surong was ten years old. She picked up Huo Tingkun, who was two years older than her, at her doorstep. When she found him, he had been hungry for so many meals that he was so thin that his bones were just skin and bones.
Huo Tingkun was in the Ye family, and was fed by Ye Surong bit by bit until he became a decent person.
Fu Sirou felt that Ye Surong was indeed lonely at home alone. After much consideration, she finally decided to keep Huo Tingkun at home.
In this way, Huo Tingkun was raised by the Ye family for eight years.
Later, soldiers were needed on the front line. Every time Huo Tingkun saw newspaper reports on the battlefield, he would be silent for a long time and his heart would be broken. So he decided to join the army.
This time he was gone for four years, and Ye Surong waited for his return every day, but she didn't expect that on her 20th birthday, she would receive the news of Huo Tingkun's death.
Everyone told her that Huo Tingkun was dead, and since then, the two of them had missed each other for a full twenty years.
"So, Uncle Huo is actually your ex-lover?"
Ye Surong thought for a moment and replied, "At that time, I was still young and didn't understand what love was. It was only after he left that I realized that my concern for him was far deeper than I thought."
"What now?"
"What now?"
Jiang Cha was extremely anxious. "You and Jiang Guodong have already divorced, so do you still like Uncle Huo now?"
"I'm already so old, why would I still talk about likes and dislikes? Isn't that embarrassing?"
"What's so embarrassing about this?" Jiang Cha didn't feel embarrassed at all. "Since Uncle Huo is not dead, and you happen to like him, then you can just continue this relationship that has been broken for twenty years!"
"You also said that this relationship ended twenty years ago. His two sons are already so grown up. If I rekindle our relationship, what will happen to his wife?"
After experiencing the painful marriage with Jiang Guodong, she now has no longing for marriage.
"Right now, I don't want anything else. I just want your grandpa to be healthy and live a long life. Then I can be with you and do the things you like. If I can see you meet a good man, get married and have children, then I will help you take care of the children at home. I really don't want anything else!"
"If Uncle Huo doesn't have anyone around him right now, would you be willing to be with him?"
Ye Surong's throat felt sore. "Cha Cha, you're still young. There are many things you don't understand. Twenty years of absence can't be made up by spending a day or two together. Your Uncle Huo and I are strangers to each other now. It's too early to discuss this issue now!"
Jiang Cha leaned on Ye Surong's shoulder and said, "Mom, actually, I don't have to ask you what you think right now. I just want to tell you that no matter what decision you make, I will support you and I will always stand by your side."
"Okay, our Cha Cha is the best and most wonderful baby in the world!"
Cha Cha is already eighteen years old, and she is still thinking about whether to be in love or whether to get married again. If this news gets out, how will Cha Cha live her life in the future?
Although she was very happy that Huo Tingkun was still alive, after that brief happiness, she was more confused.
He is still alive, but his son is older than Jiang Cheng.
These two points alone can explain many problems. Ye Surong did not dare to delve deeper, let alone ask.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. It's already half past ten. Hurry up and cook. Don't let your grandpa starve!"
Mom is avoiding the subject.
Jiang Cha didn't say anything more. According to the trajectory of her previous life, it was only a matter of time before her mother married Uncle Huo. She only needed to help her mother check at the critical moment.
Ye Surong didn't know how to cook complicated dishes, but with Jiang Cha's help, she managed to make four dishes and a soup in more than an hour. They were braised pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried pork with green beans, stir-fried bok choy, and a tofu and crucian carp soup. They looked pretty good on the table.
“It’s time to eat!”
Jiang Cha prepared the dishes and chopsticks, and thoughtfully took out a bottle of Moutai and placed it on the dining table.
Ye Guanlan and Huo Tingkun hadn't seen each other for more than 20 years. When they met over wine at the dinner table, the two of them talked about everything under the sun, as if they were making up for the missing 20 years in one meal.
Jiang Cha and Ye Surong listened attentively, occasionally agreeing with him.
Ye Guanlan had a bad stomach, so Ye Surong only allowed him to drink three glasses of wine. The old-fashioned small wine was not very foamy, and one glass was only enough for one sip. After that, he drank tea instead of wine. After the meal, it was Huo Tingkun who drank too much.
Ye Guanlan cleared his throat and said, "Su Rong, help Ting Kun to the guest room to rest. Cha Cha, accompany me to the study to sort out my things."
Jiang Cha understood and quickly responded, "Okay, Grandpa, I'll help you upstairs!"
"Hey, don't go! He...I..." Ye Surong looked at Huo Tingkun, who was drunk and lying on the table, with an embarrassed look on her face.
He is so big, how can she support him?
…
As soon as he got upstairs, Jiang Cha couldn't wait to ask, "How is it? How is it? Did you ask? What does Uncle Huo mean?"
Ye Guanlan's brows furrowed and then relaxed. "Your Uncle Huo means that he knows everything about what happened between him and your mother."
"Ah?" Jiang Cha was puzzled. "What does 'number...' mean?" Jiang Cha looked down along the railing on the second floor.
She understood that Uncle Huo was probably pretending to be drunk!
Ye Surong didn't know whether Huo Tingkun was pretending to be drunk. She took great effort to lift Huo Tingkun up and let him lean on her shoulders to walk to the guest room.
"Surong!"
Huo Tingkun was drunk and staggered with every step, muttering Ye Surong's name from time to time, which made Ye Surong's nose sour.
Ye Surong put him on the bed, took off his shoes for him, and turned to leave, but her hand was grabbed by Huo Tingkun.
"Su Rong, can you please not leave?"
Huo Tingkun sat up and looked up at Ye Surong's elegant and gentle face. The old man had wet eyes and looked like a dog abandoned by its owner.
"You don't know how much I have missed you over the years!"
"You've drunk too much, go to sleep!" Ye Surong wanted to pull her hand out of Huo Tingkun's hand, but she was not as strong as him.
"I don't want it, Ye Surong, are you still willing to be with me?"
The sincere look and straightforward words made Ye Surong's heart skip a beat.
In just a second, she regained her composure.
"Since you missed me so much and wanted to be with me, why didn't you come back after leaving the Ye family?"
Ye Surong shook Huo Tingkun's hand away and said, "Huo Tingkun, you are a liar."
Huo Tingkun's heart felt empty along with his palm. He frantically grabbed the corner of Ye Surong's clothes again. "I didn't not come back. I've been fighting. I wanted to get ahead as soon as possible and marry you in a grand ceremony. I wanted everyone to envy you. But when I came back, I saw that you had someone else by your side. I... I didn't dare to ask you, and I didn't dare to see you again. Surong, it's good for one of us to be happy, but how can you not be happy? How could you marry a scumbag like Jiang Guodong?"
She is so noble, so holy, like the unattainable moon. How can he be worthy of her before he achieves success?
He never made any promise to Ye Surong, nor did he ask Ye Surong to wait for him. He was a man without a return date. He thought Ye Surong married Jiang Guodong because she loved him.
It was not until today, after hearing Ye Guanlan's words, that he realized how wrong he was.
"Su Rong, let's start over, okay?"
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