Chapter 87 Chapter 87

"Why didn't Guoye come with you?"

Jia Kaiqian asked.

Lin Fei wanted to ask too.

She gently used her fingers to tidy up the loose hair on her daughter's forehead, and pretended to be indifferent and said: "If you don't want to come, then don't come. Xiaorui won't go back tonight. It's late, and my daughter is afraid of the dark."

Jia Yourui held her mother's arm intimately, and said with a smile: "We originally came together, but an uncle in the village called him on the way, so I came here first."

The two met Jia Qiheng on the road. Jia Qiheng didn't look very good, and told Jia Guoye that he had something to talk to him about. Jia Guoye wanted to send Jia Yourui home first and then look for Jia Qiheng, but Jia Yourui refused, saying that he would pick her up in the evening.

Lin Fei looked at the lively look on Xiao Rui's face when she mentioned Jia Guoye, and she felt a little complicated. The lady accepted the man she married from the bottom of her heart, but she actually felt a little unhappy in her heart. She really didn't act like a mother. She silently scolded herself in her heart.

"Today your brother and sister-in-law took the children back to Yue's house for dinner. Your father and I were at home, and it felt so lonely." Lin Fei said with nostalgia, "I always thought that it would be good when you grew up, and I could enjoy my life. Now I always dream about your brother and sister and when you were young, and I wake up in the middle of the night."

"Mom." Jia Yourui felt sad when she heard this, and she said with attachment: "You are still young."

Jia Kaiqian looked at the mother and daughter silently on the side, and his heart was full of relief.

He had this youngest daughter in his old age, and Xiaorui had grown up. He had nothing to worry about. Even if she died tonight, there was nothing to let go of. He could die with a smile.

"Your mother just loves to fantasize." Jia Kaiqian said, "If you and your sister come back more often, she will be fine."

...

Jia Guoye seemed to know why Uncle Qiheng stopped him.

Jia Qiheng looked very unhappy. He took out a brand new cigarette box, handed a cigarette to Jia Guoye, and lit a match himself.

Jia Guoye took the cigarette with two fingers, shook his hand to refuse the match box handed to him by Uncle Qiheng, and put the cigarette behind his ear.

Jia Qiheng smoked half a cigarette without saying a word and sighed.

Jia Guoye asked, "What's wrong, Uncle Qiheng?"

He had a feeling that it might be related to the last time he borrowed money, but when Jia Qiheng really said, "Guoye, can you lend me some of the money you saved temporarily?" Jia Guoye still felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on his heart.

He was not a person who cared about money, and if he hadn't saved the money for Xiaorui, he might have lent it. Anyway, he was alone all his life, and it didn't matter whether the house was repaired or not, and it didn't matter if the money he saved was really gone.

But now it couldn't be done.

Jia Guoye said in a slow but firm voice, "Aunt Xiuhua told me about this. I'm sorry, Uncle Qiheng, I can't help you in this matter."

"I know, your Aunt Xiuhua told me." Jia Qiheng was also a very proud man. His face turned red because of asking a junior to borrow money. He asked cautiously: "Guoye, you know what kind of person I am, I really..."

"Oh!" He was so embarrassed that he could hardly finish a sentence and his old face was burning with shame.

Jia Qiheng looked at Jia Guoye as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, full of expectation: "Guoye, you know, I will definitely not owe you money. Guoye, don't worry, I will save money to pay you back even if I have to work like a slave."

Seeing the uncle whom he always respected showing such a humble expression in front of him, how could Jia Guoye feel good.

He almost agreed, but he still hardened his heart. "Uncle Qiheng, you should go home and rest early."

Jia Guoye turned and left, walking very fast.

Jia Qiheng stayed there in a bit of surprise, motionless, staring at Jia Guoye with doubt and confusion.

Having seen the warmth and coldness of human nature, Jia Guoye knew that Uncle Qiheng would never treat him the same way as before.

...

But when he knocked on the door and saw Jia Yourui with smiling eyes, Jia Guoye's empty heart was instantly filled.

With a smile in his eyes, he gently asked Jia Yourui if she wanted to go home tonight.