"There is no hurdle that people cannot overcome. Being laid off is no big deal. There are so many laid-off people, but I haven't seen anyone starve to death."

Behind Shen Mingzhu was a group of aunties, grandmas and old ladies who were watching the fun.

Seeing Pei Wenping climbed onto the railing, everyone stopped watching and helped Shen Mingzhu to pull her back.

"No, I picked up the keys..."

Pei Wenping's explanation was drowned out by the persuasion of others, but Shen Mingzhu heard it and leaned over to look over the railing.

There is a circle of water retaining eaves outside the railing, which is about one meter wide and can accommodate people, but it is still dangerous.

Anyway, Shen Mingzhu didn't dare to find it out.

She found a clothes drying rack, tied a rope to a bamboo pole, and hooked the key back.

After sending the enthusiastic aunts and old ladies away, Shen Mingzhu closed the door and turned to look at Pei Wenping sitting on the sofa.

Pei Wenping said embarrassedly: "I really didn't think it was a bad idea. I just picked up the keys."

"I know you're trying to pick up the keys, but you can't just climb over the railing without protection. It's six stories high, and if someone falls down, they won't be able to get back up."

Pei Wenping rubbed his head and sighed: "I drank a few cups at noon, my mind is a little confused, I didn't think too much."

Shen Mingzhu went to the kitchen and made a cup of honey water.

Pei Wenping drank some water and sobered up a bit. She looked at Shen Mingzhu with amusement and asked, "Did I scare you?"

"I'm about to have a heart attack!"

"I'll treat you to a meal tonight to calm you down. I'll also invite Ziheng and Guoguo along."

Shen Mingzhu agreed and asked Pei Wenping what she was doing on the rooftop.

"I didn't intend to do anything, I just felt suffocated and wanted to go upstairs to get some fresh air."

Seeing the worry on Shen Mingzhu's face, Pei Wenping smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not upset. I just feel that life is unpredictable and nothing is permanent."

"Family members will leave, families will break up, relationships will break down, and even stable jobs will no longer be stable. Tell me, what is the meaning of living such a hard life?"

Shen Mingzhu couldn't answer.

When she reached middle age, she had experienced illness, her husband's infidelity, divorce, and unemployment. If she were in such a terrible situation, her mentality would not be much better.

"Sister, do you want to consider developing your career in Shanghai? The past is over, and we should always look forward. Xiaolu's father is also sincerely repentant. Perhaps, we can give each other another chance."

Pei Wenping was silent for a long time before speaking.

"The moment I found out he was cheating on me, my love for him was dead. If we continued to be together, I would only hate him, resent him, and despise him, torturing myself and him repeatedly in the quagmire of pain."

"If I forgive him, it would be like trampling on my sincerity for more than ten years."

Having said that, Shen Mingzhu already understood Pei Wenping's choice, and observed three seconds of silence for Chen Yi.

"Sister, would you like to consider coming to the food factory so that we can start a business together?"

Maybe because she had just lost her job, Pei Wenping was not in a very good mood.

The tone was self-deprecating, "What can I do if I go there?"

"You can do whatever you want. It's your choice."

These words gave Pei Wenping enough freedom and respect, and also demonstrated Shen Mingzhu's sincerity.

"Let me think about it."

"Sister, you just asked me what the meaning of life is. I can't answer you because everyone's pursuits and goals are different. The value and meaning of your life should be defined and found by you."

"If you don't have a direction or goal right now, why not come with me and help me achieve my goal."

…

After learning that Chen Yi was his wife looking for a job, the friend offered an idea:

"My personal suggestion is to set up a studio and help some private bosses and small companies with accounting and tax filing. Many of these small bosses are nouveau riche and don't know anything. They will do whatever you say. The work is easy and you can earn a lot. You don't have to please others, and you don't have to worry about being pushed out to take the blame if something goes wrong."

Chen Yi hurriedly asked about the detailed procedures for registering a personal financial studio, and then sincerely thanked his friend.

On the way home, Chen Yi couldn't hide his good mood and stopped at a flower shop to buy two bouquets of wintersweets.

In the past, Pei Wenping liked to buy wintersweets and put them in a vase when winter came.

After they separated, he developed a habit of planting wintersweets at home every time the wintersweets bloomed.

"dad."

When Chen Yi returned home, he clearly felt that the children were in a low mood.

"What's wrong? Didn't you do well in the final exam?"

He asked with concern while changing his shoes.

This work is organized and uploaded by Liujiu Book Bar~~

Mother Chen said, "Wen Ping called earlier."

Chen Yi was slightly stunned.

"Mom said that she wants to stay in Fengcheng and work with my aunt." Chen Xiaolu's muffled voice sounded.

Chen Yi's arms around Lamei tightened slightly.

After a moment, he turned his head and smiled to comfort the two children, "It's okay, if the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain. When I finish my work in the next two days, I will take you back to Fengcheng."

After hearing what he said, the depression on Chen Xiaolu and Chen Xiaochao's faces disappeared immediately, and they happily ran back to their room to pack their luggage.

Chen Yi found a plum vase, filled it with clean water, used scissors to trim off the excess branches of the wintersweets he had bought, and inserted them into the vase.

Mother Chen looked at the other bunch on the entrance cabinet and asked, "Why did you buy two? Can they fit together?"

"I'm going to take that out later."

Looking at her son's indifferent face, Chen's mother seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Alas, it seems that she is determined not to forgive you. You should let it go. Marriage is already predetermined by God. She has such a strong temper, and you just did something stupid. It is destined that you two will not be together forever."

Chen Yi silently put a bottle of wintersweet in place before speaking, "Mom, I have no plans to remarry."

"You, what's the point of being so persistent?"

If he doesn't remarry, he will always be Pei Wenping's retreat.

If she wanted to look back for even a second, he would have a chance.

Even if there is little hope, at least there is hope.

He is willing to bet on this future.

After dinner, Chen Yi went out with another bouquet of wintersweets despite the wind and snow outside.

After exiting the apartment building, walk one hundred meters to the left and enter another apartment building.

As early as when he received the news of the cotton mill's restructuring, he rented a two-bedroom house next to it.

He arranged the furniture, curtains, and decorations himself, completely according to Pei Wenping's preferences.

Sitting on the sofa, carefully looking at every item in the house, Chen Yi felt frustrated and sad like never before.

They will not welcome its owner, and she will not even know that there is such a house for her thousands of miles away.

Outside the window, it was all white, and Chen Yi's heart was also filled with snow. (End of this chapter)