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Ye Wenyu suddenly got angry and said to her mother with a stern face, "Aunt Cai wants me to be her daughter-in-law. Can I agree to that?" Her voice was uncontrollably sharp.
Zhang Susu was taken aback for a moment, then immediately beamed and said, "This is great news! I'd be very happy if you could marry into the Cai family. Don't you want to? Wenchuan is such a good boy." She was practically bursting with energy, jumping around like she'd been given a shot of adrenaline.
Ye Wenyu was utterly bewildered by her mother's reaction.
At that moment, Ye Wenyu heard two car horns and looked up to see a huge black RV pull up in front of them. The window rolled down, and Uncle Cai, sitting in the driver's seat, smiled at them and said, "Get in, I'll take you home."
Ye Wenyu refused to get on the bus, but Zhang Susu had already gotten on the bus with lightning speed and waved for her to get on. Helpless, Ye Wenyu had no choice but to bite the bullet and get on the bus.
This is Lin Tingfeng's car. She knew it; in her previous life, she had seen it and even ridden in it.
Ye Wenyu sat in the car without saying a word. The winding mountain road was like a ribbon, and the trees on both sides moved quickly behind the car. The towering mountains were like a green ocean, which was left behind by the speeding car at lightning speed.
Zhang Susu and Uncle Cai chatted and laughed, getting along very well.
Ye Wenyu listened, her heart aching terribly. Why didn't her mother understand the wisdom of silence?
Zhang Susu smiled brightly and said, "Old Cai, you really have ability! If my husband had even a fraction of your looks back then, I wouldn't have divorced him. If I hadn't divorced him, my life wouldn't have been so miserable, worse than bitter melon. Sigh—" Zhang Susu thought of her own background and her eyes reddened.
Uncle Cai smiled sheepishly, glanced at Ye Wenyu, and remained silent.
Ye Wenyu turned to the side, staring blankly out the window. She felt ashamed for her mother!
Why does a woman still talk so much and gossip even in middle age? She doesn't know what she can say and what she can't say. She secretly vows to herself that she will always uphold the principle of "silence is golden"!
The more you say, the more mistakes you make; it's better to say nothing. The feeling of keeping your own information hidden while your enemy is in the open is incredibly satisfying. Why did she understand this at such a young age, while her mother didn't? She would always grab an acquaintance and spill the beans, endlessly recounting her tragic life story.
Uncle Cai glanced at Ye Wenyu and saw that although the little girl didn't speak, her small face was very delicate, her eyes were like pearls, and her skin was as white as snow. He was even more satisfied and smiled. He suddenly asked her, "Xiaoyu, Uncle Cai is now the old housekeeper of the Lin family. Do you look down on me because I am someone else's servant?"
Ye Wenyu was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around and sat up straight, saying seriously, "No, Uncle, I respect you very much. Earning money through your own abilities is always aboveboard." She thought to herself, "Does Uncle Cai think that I refused their request because he is a servant of the Lin family? No, that's not it."
"Alas, it's a pity Wenchuan doesn't think that way." Uncle Cai smiled with relief, then sighed again, thinking of his son, and said to them, "He rarely comes home, and we argue after only a few words. Our relationship is getting worse and worse. He's my only son, alas—" Uncle Cai felt very sad when he thought of the seemingly frozen father-son relationship. If it were just a discord between father and son, he would have gotten used to it after more than ten years. But now, since he discovered his son's secret, he couldn't sleep day and night, worried that his son might go astray if he wasn't careful.
Ahead lay towering mountains, and behind him, sheer cliffs. Looking at the road conditions, he thought to himself how much it resembled life. Having lived most of his life, he knew that many times in life, one wrong step leads to another, with no turning back.
Don't always think there's time to make amends. In many parts of life, decades pass in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Susu gently comforted him, "Oh, Lao Cai, Wenchuan is still a child, don't take it to heart."
Uncle Cai said irritably, "He's over thirty and still not married, still a child? I think he's gone stupid from studying too much!"
Zhang Susu opened her mouth, speechless for a moment, before finally saying in a fawning tone, "Anyway, if my husband were the Lin family's butler, I would spread the word all over the world. What a prestigious thing that would be! I bet a lot of people would come to curry favor with me and ask me to pull strings for them. People live in this world by relying on connections. As the saying goes, 'It's good to have a big tree to lean on for shade.'"
Uncle Cai smiled. Everyone loves to hear flattery, and Zhang Susu's words pleased him. He felt better and was no longer in a slump. He had just heard his wife say that Xiaoyu did not agree to date their son, and he was worried that it was because of his work. Now that he understood, he felt relieved.
As the Lin family's butler, he managed over a hundred servants and frequently interacted with the Lin family's private doctor and lawyer. His master trusted and respected him greatly. To be honest, although his son always looked down on him, Cai Wenchuan's father was still very glad that he had resigned from his factory, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, and moved to work as a servant for the Lin family.
A good platform plays a crucial role; in a person's life, the opportunities to change one's destiny are few and far between.
No matter where you are, you're still working for someone else. My son is an associate professor at Q University, but he still has to be mindful of the president's mood. And his president has to be mindful of the young master's feelings.
Even if you graduate from a prestigious university and work for a so-called foreign company, you still have to put up with the attitude of a foreign boss.
Therefore, he never felt that there was anything shameful about working as a servant for the Lin family.
Only his son—
As Cai Wenchuan's father thought of this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Seeing the old man's distress, Ye Wenyu could only comfort him, saying, "Wenchuan is just feeling down right now, but he'll get over it in the future."
Uncle Cai nodded, then glanced at Ye Wenyu, who was silent, and said meaningfully, "Xiaoyu, don't look down on your uncle. Just like your mother said, 'It's good to have a big tree to lean on.' Over the years, I have been loyal and conscientious as the housekeeper in the Lin family. I have not worked for nothing. The master has been very generous to me. Both the master and the young master have been very good to me. Otherwise, I would not have worked for so many years."
Ye Wenyu nodded. This was the second time Uncle Cai had praised the Lin family for their generosity.
That's right, she also knew that Lin Tingfeng was very generous. Otherwise, in her previous life, when they were together, he wouldn't have given her a plane apartment in S City and a villa in Hangzhou in just one year.
Lin Tingfeng is truly exceptional in this regard.
Uncle Cai sighed and continued, "For my son's wedding, so that he can hold his head high and not feel ashamed of my identity, I've bought him an apartment in S City over the years. It's over 70 square meters, with two bedrooms and a living room, for his wedding. In addition, my wife and I have saved a lot in our pensions, so we don't need to rely on him for our old age. Although we haven't bought a car yet, as long as he needs one for his wedding, this car—" His tone was already brimming with uncontrollable pride.
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