Chapter 342
On the way to the quarry, Wang Jiazhi also thought about the time in Hong Kong when he brought Mrs. Yi back to Shanghai. Mrs. Yi was so happy and excited on the phone because of her husband's promotion. She returned to Shanghai happily to find a house and decorate her home. She probably wouldn't buy discounted fabrics at that time. She completely ruined herself, escaped from that terrible house in the middle of the night, and ran in despair and fear in the mountains and forests. Later, she went to teach, living like a ghost in despair every day, living in that dark and damp utility room with rats and reptiles.
She had never thought about it that way before, perhaps because her feelings towards him had changed, but she actually remembered it before she died. That journey seemed so incredibly long, and she thought about it so much, as if she had thought about everything in her life and everything about him.
She wasn't jealous of Mrs. Yi; she knew she had no right and no reason to. She just felt so sorry. He might not love Mrs. Yi, but he would take her with him wherever he went. Even if they both died one day, they would be buried together. She was just a fleeting, fleeting encounter in his life, and he would soon forget her. Now, just like back then, he and Mrs. Yi continued to live their lives as usual. He would always take her with him wherever he went, while she herself walked alone into the wilderness in the dark of night. He knew everything now, and he must think she was stupid and dirty. How could he possibly be willing to take her with him?
In this life, she was instantly transported back to that time, and he was right before her. She stared at him in the car, and soon he would be leaving with his family, leaving her alone.
Just like in the past, he left happily with Mrs. Yi. She packed her luggage, returned to school, and started living on her own again.
Wang Jiazhi looked at the man in front of her and wondered if he would leave again in the future. Would he take Mrs. Yi with him, or would she be left alone?
"She's getting more and more outrageous now. If you want to go, go. If you don't want to go, forget it."
"Mrs. Yi is so nice, yet you still say that."
"How can she be good? She's completely ignorant and all she knows is playing mahjong. There's always a room full of people at home, and the sound of mahjong is non-stop. It's so noisy."
"You go into the study as soon as you get home. You'll never hear the sound of mahjong playing anywhere else."
But playing mahjong all day long is really boring. Isn't there anything else to entertain yourself? Read a book, draw a picture, do some embroidery, etc. Wang Jiazhi thought about it and decided to forget it. Mrs. Yi probably wouldn't be suitable for any of these.
It was the first time she heard him express his dissatisfaction with Mrs. Yi, but he never mentioned the fact that Mrs. Yi had no children, which was extremely rare. Not even ordinary men could do that.
Since he was young, Lao Yi has always been extremely objective, fair and considerate towards those who have no gratitude or grudges against him.
He didn't love Mrs. Yi, but he didn't hate her either. When she first came to the city as a young girl, she inevitably made some mistakes, but he didn't feel ashamed, nor did he blame her. It would be strange for a country girl to understand everything about the city as soon as she arrived. As for the fact that she had no children, he didn't know whose fault it was, but even if it was her fault, there was no reason to blame her. The inability to have children was innate, not her fault. Isn't it too despicable and unreasonable to blame her for this?
He fulfilled his responsibilities, giving her a life of wealth and prosperity, and she also fulfilled hers, managing the household. They all lived in peace and harmony. As for his playboys, he felt she had no right to interfere. Others had multiple wives at home, so he had already done her a great favor by not bringing any of them into the family.
Now that he had Wang Jiazhi, he was really angry because she had been bullying him so many times. He called her early this morning and said, "All you do is play mahjong. Mahjong is fine, but don't do anything else."
Mrs. Yi was obviously scared.
"I know that not giving you a formal status is very unfair to you, and you never thought you would live like this. It's OK for me to divorce her, and it's also easy to give you a formal status, but this may bring trouble to both of you in the future."
He said this so calmly that she could hardly believe her ears.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can you divorce Mrs. Yi? I don't mean that at all. You can't abandon your wife. She has been with you through thick and thin for so many years."
"I've been through all the ups and downs over the years by myself, while she just plays mahjong at home."
"How can you say that? You're just like the one in Mulan, where men work hard outside while women enjoy a leisurely stay at home, and you don't appreciate women's efforts at all."
"Hah!" he said helplessly.
They were both silent for a moment. After a moment's silence, he said, "I know you're not living the life you imagined."
In one of Wang Jiazhi's novels, two women come from very poor families. The boy has parents, siblings, and several other children, while the girl has a mother, stepfather, and younger brother. Their families dote on their son. They love each other, and even when life was hard and exhausting, they were happy. They could endure anything as long as they had each other. They never even had a proper meal together or given each other a decent gift. Once, the boy injured his leg while working, and the girl sold blood to exchange for bones to make him soup. Ever since she learned that selling blood could make money, she's always trying to sell blood. Even after fainting, she woke up happy, thinking about buying him something with the money.
Later, her gambling-addicted brother owed a lot of money, and her family wanted to sell her to pay off the debt. She knew she couldn't escape that family, and he couldn't help her. To avoid dragging him into the quagmire, she broke up. But before that, she wanted to devote herself to him. They had been together for three years, and neither of them had ever thought of someone else. It was a natural progression. But they didn't even have a place to stay. That day, their roommate was away, so they were together, but only for that one night, and there was no place to stay anymore. She didn't have the courage to confront him directly, so she only left a note. At that time, she truly felt like death, her hope of living was gone.
Years later, he achieved success and fame, but he never looked for another woman. He didn't blame her. Why did he want her to live with him in such poverty and endless hardship? He didn't even bother looking for her because he didn't want to burden her. He assumed she must have married and had a family of her own. She hadn't been forced to marry by her family, and she had finally finished her education and had a successful career. But she didn't dare look for him. She assumed he must hate her, that after all these years, he must have married and had children, and was living a happy life. After all, he was so good, so there would be no problem finding women to like him.
In fact, if they knew where each other was, they would still be tempted to look for each other. Finally, one day, someone mentioned him to the girl and gave her his number. The girl didn't sleep all night, and as expected, she called him the next day. On the phone, she just said, "I'm downstairs from you."
Of course he could tell it was her just by listening to her breathing. He ran downstairs at a loss, and they returned home hand in hand without saying a word.
They were no longer living in the horrible poverty of the past. He had a big and beautiful house, and it was decorated just as she had said. The curtains, bed sheets and quilt covers were all light pink, and the garden was to be planted with pink roses and gardenias.
They were together again, and he asked about her family. She said calmly, "It was a car accident. They all died."
She used their compensation money to finish her studies. When she learned of their deaths, she couldn't believe it. She didn't feel any sadness or guilt. She felt like she had finally been reborn.
Soon they got married and lived happily ever after.
Wang Jiazhi had never published this novel. She had written it when she was in college and had never shown it to anyone. He would see it because he had obtained something she had left with the female spy.
She never considered showing it to anyone else, because it was too unrealistic. With such abject poverty and suffocation, how could they possibly have a successful future? Xiaoshuang also said that it was thanks to her in-laws' connections that they found jobs for her and Wen Runze in the mainland, which allowed them to move there. In this environment, just being able to survive was a blessing.
Knowing that he had read the novel, she wanted to crawl into the ground.
But he was right. She had never thought that one day she would become someone's concubine. Now she herself didn't know whether she was a concubine or not.
Even after losing her virginity, she never thought of marrying or becoming a concubine to survive. However, things that happened later were out of her control.
Before that nightmare, she had a clear life plan since she was a child. She had to get first place in the major exams, get into the best high school, and then get into a good university. After graduation, she had to find a decent job. In the future, she would meet someone she loved, marry him, have children of her own, and live a happy life with her family.
After that, everything was ruined. She felt she couldn't possibly have a lover, and even if she did, she wouldn't deserve one. Having a family and children was a distant dream. She didn't return to school, and a decent job or a good education was out of the question. After experiencing the war, she felt compelled to do whatever it took to survive. She no longer had any plans, and the long road ahead was bleak and uncertain.
Being with him made her feel briefly happy, but later she realized something was wrong. Although sad, she was still happy. At that time, she was happy and relieved when she saw him. When she was alone, she had wild thoughts and felt very uncomfortable. When she saw Old Wu, Kuang Yumin and others, she felt even more uncomfortable and angry, and wanted to kill people.
When she couldn't get in touch with them, she felt lost and helpless. It was then that she realized something was wrong with him. She tried every possible way to contact them, but each time she couldn't find them, she felt happy. She had done her best, but if she couldn't get in touch, then she could continue to be with him, without any hesitation. She knew this was horrible. If she couldn't get in touch with them, she couldn't continue like this. What would she do? She knew the consequences were dire, but she just wanted to be happy for a short time, just drinking poison to quench her thirst.
When she entered the cinema, she was very happy because she didn't see anyone familiar. She was happy that she couldn't find anyone again. Unexpectedly, Kuang Yumin rushed out from behind, and she could only remember everything.
From that time until now, she had actually begun to live for the moment, taking each moment as it came. What was the point of thinking, what was the point of planning, because in the end, it was useless, and she never knew what the future would be like.
"It's enough if you just want me to follow you. Just take me with you wherever you go."
"There are some places I can't take you."
"Mrs. Yi can go with you, right?" She knew he meant to die.
He said, "She was reluctant to go with me."
She threw herself into his arms and cried, "I don't want anything. Please don't abandon me. You must take her with you wherever you go, and you must take me with you wherever you go. Please don't abandon me. I know I'm not as good as her, and I never wanted to compete with her. I just want you to take me with you."
Wang Jiazhi saw Mrs. Yi as someone who had been with him through thick and thin for decades. She was sociable, helpful, and a clean-cut couple. She herself couldn't help him at all, and what she had done was even more disgusting than a prostitute. She recalled Mrs. Liang's words and wondered how she could possibly replace Mrs. Yi.
He comforted her, "You are much better than her. When that day comes, I will be fine on my own. You take good care of the child and don't let me worry."
"I should have known not to have the baby. There's always someone to take care of her."
"Don't say stupid things."
She had given birth to the child because of her obsession in her past life. She always wanted to leave something behind so that he would remember her. Now it seemed that because of the child, she seemed to have to live for a very long time.
Wang Jiazhi calmed down. Crying like this all the time would only make him feel worse. She wiped her tears with her little paw and said, "I was just talking nonsense. Don't mention this again."
They rarely brought up the grim future like this, and occasionally, like today, one of them would bring it up jokingly, and then everyone would just let it slide. It was all just drinking poison to quench thirst; they just had to live one day at a time.
The child woke up in his crib at this time and sat up by himself.
They brought the child over and played with her for a while. Seeing that it was already dark outside, they went downstairs to eat. The wontons stuffed with wild celery were delicious. The chili oil, carried by the steam, got into her eyes, bringing tears to her eyes. He licked them with his tongue.
The next morning, they were half asleep and had the same dream. They had transformed into two large cats, with a small cat crawling all over them. When they woke up, the child had climbed from her to him, then from him back to her. He had half-opened his eyes, and he had crawled into his arms, babbling.
The child can crawl!!!
Yesterday, the baby slept in the middle with them. She couldn't crawl before she fell asleep, but when she woke up, she could already crawl. She is only three months old.
Maybe it was because she heard her mother ask her father to take her with him yesterday, and the child felt that she had to grow up and learn to be independent as soon as possible.
Not long after, Mr. Liang's job in charge of rice was taken away. The Liang family asked someone to send a lot of money and things here, and the note they sent read: Mrs. Yi from the Yi Mansion, we respectfully hope you will accept this.
Wang Jiazhi held the note and asked, "Did this go to the wrong place?"
Grandma laughed and said, "How many people here know about this? Could it be that they sent it to the wrong person?"
Even the servants in the house were rewarded with a small yellow croaker each.
Later, Wang Jiazhi learned the reason and was extremely embarrassed. She simply couldn't get over it. Mrs. Liang and her husband had deliberately written it that way to curry favor with her.
Later, seeing that Lao Yi did not express any concern, he sent more money and other things. After a while, Mr. Liang was able to continue to manage the rice.
Mrs. Liang and Mrs. Yi had grown somewhat distant, though they remained close friends. They simply didn't dare to say anything about Wang Jiazhi anymore, much less join forces with Mrs. Yi in her crusade. They both saw that the ice was not formed overnight, and since Wang Jiazhi had officially established a family, he had been furious at the way they were watching him.
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