He has always felt that he is the one being ignored at home.
Joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are related to a family of three, and seem to have nothing to do with him.
There is always a place for him in every corner of the house.
No matter how outstanding he is, how good-looking he is, or how much he is liked by others, his parents will selectively ignore these.
It’s not that they don’t like the glory he brings to the whole family, but compared to his younger brother’s soft and cute behavior, the glory is a burden and they will ignore it directly.
His younger brother is dumber than him, but he knows how to speak softly and give in.
Besides, since he is the older brother, he should give in to his younger brother.
In a family with two children, if the eldest child wants to gain the respect and love of the family, he or she must try his or her best to compete for favor and attract their attention, so that he or she can get a piece of their love.
The younger brother never took that little bit of love to heart, but as the eldest brother, he enjoyed it very much.
For this, I had to make sacrifices, from sacrificing my studies to sacrificing my self-esteem, and finally became a plaything of others and a dog under their feet.
He is so pathetic.
"I couldn't go to college, so I was forced to work outside to support my family. How come I didn't get a single word of your approval when I was living in the open?"
Xu Jing wanted to know why his younger brother’s life was life, but his life was not life.
He is a living person who understands joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and knows the warmth and coldness of human nature.
But why are the storms in society not as threatening to him as the turbulent waves at home?
Society only taught him how to grow up and it is not enough to kill him, but his family members, with their vicious words, really wish him to die.
Xu Jing covered his eyes and laughed out loud.
"You..." Zhou's mother was afraid of offending her eldest son. If he walked away, the family would be left without a laborer. "I'll give you a hundred. Spend it sparingly. Take your salary home when you get it, okay?"
"One hundred dollars is nothing."
Xu Jing slapped her outstretched hand and said coldly: "Food and clothing are free, travel is free, and you want me to sleep under the bridge?"
"You can sleep at home."
"Yes, sleeping in the storage room at home?"
Zhou Jinyu was diagnosed with leukemia and lost his house and car. In order to save money, the family rented a one-bedroom apartment.
Zhou Jinyu lived in the master bedroom, his father slept on the floor, and his mother slept on the sofa. He could only sleep by the door or in the storage room, which was less than three square meters and too small to even fit a bed.
The family's food and drink expenses were limited to Zhou Jinyu, and he was even criticized by his family for drinking a bowl of soup. If it weren't for his innate conditions, he would have starved to death long ago.
"You're not interested in a hundred?" Zhou's mother said angrily, "Whatever you want, no one will care if you die outside. If I see you hiding money again, I will tell your dad and let him beat you to death."
Zhou's mother left cursing, not caring about her son, whose right cheek was swollen and whose hand was bleeding. She was even afraid that her son would ask her for money again, so she ran away as fast as she could, disappearing in a moment.
Xu Jing laughed at himself, went to the drugstore next door and bought some medicine with his card. After applying the medicine, he went to the sports lottery store to get some free stuff.
After earning two thousand, Xu Jing stopped and deposited the money into an ATM, which was like saving himself some money.
The bodyguard wrote a short essay about what Zhou's mother did today and sent it to Mo Zechuan.
After reading it, Mo Zechuan frowned and thought for a long time.
Then he called Xu Ziyu and asked, "Old Xu, are you free?"
"Oh, you're alive." Xu Ziyu teased with a smile. "You stayed up all night last night. Are you satisfied?"
"Stop talking." Yesterday's experience was truly unbearable, and only the memories of this early morning brought a bit of sweetness.
"If you have time, please help me look up Zhou Jinxi's information. The more detailed the better."
"I say, do you really think I'm a detective?"
Xu Ziyu frowned, twirling the pen in his hand with increasing annoyance. "He's not my man, what good would it do me to investigate him?"
"Haven't you always wanted that villa in Yunlu Bay? I'll lend it to you and your partner to have fun for a few days."
"Only a few days? When did Third Master Mo become so stingy?"
"One year." Yunlu Bay is located in a prosperous area, where every inch of land is valuable. A house there is worth hundreds of millions of yuan, so lending it to him for a year can be considered as a token of brotherly love.
If I give it away, the value of one copy of the information is not enough.
"Okay, since I'm so soft-hearted, I'll help you check. When do you want it?"
"An hour later," Mo Zechuan thought. It was too late and the children would be back soon. There was no point in checking.
"How much?" Xu Ziyu threw away the pen in his hand and slammed the table, saying, "Mo, are you exploiting me like a social animal? Two hours at most, otherwise, no deal."
Xu Ziyu had a lot of gossip, even about celebrities. Zhou Jinxi was just a club kid, not even an ordinary person. His value was negligible, so it would be difficult for him to find information about him.
"Deal. Send someone to pick up the keys when the deal is done."
"Okay."
Two hours later, a document was sent to Mo Zechuan via his computer mailbox.
Zhou Jinxi, 18 years old, graduated from Jingheng High School. Currently, she is still studying at home.
I didn't expect that the child was a student at a prestigious high school. If she studied hard, she would definitely be able to go to a key university. Now she has been reduced to being his lover who is not visible in public. It is really sad.
Mo Zechuan continued reading.
Zhou Jinyu, 16 years old, is on leave from school and suffers from chronic myeloid leukemia.
Mo Zechuan had heard of leukemia. This disease was not a problem for those who had already achieved financial freedom. But it was much more fatal for the struggling people at the bottom of society.
There is no need to see what happens next. It is likely that the parents feel sorry for their younger son and want the older son to sacrifice his studies to work. The whole family takes turns carrying the younger son and covering his living expenses and medical expenses.
It's no wonder that the child was beaten by Zhou's mother when she arrived after he went out to save some money. In Zhou's mother's view, the money was for public use and should be given to her youngest son. As for Zhou Jinxi's life or death, they no longer had time to worry about it.
When faced with life and death, everyone will consider the weaker one.
The debts that Zhou's father could not pay off were borne by Zhou's mother, and when Zhou's mother could no longer bear it, Zhou Jinxi bore it. He bore this unshirkable responsibility until his death.
Unable to break free from the shackles of his original family, he could not follow his heart in doing anything and could only blindly obey.
Until the body is worn down, until you are isolated by everyone around you, and until death brings relief.
Even a spectator like him couldn't stand the bottomless pit of life and just wanted to stay away from his original family, let alone Zhou Jinxi who was still a child in his mind.
Why.
After Mo Zechuan sighed deeply, he called Secretary Li over and asked him to draw up a "keeping" contract based on relevant laws.
If you can help him, then do it. It's because he was soft-hearted towards Xiao Zhou.
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