Jian Shu smiled, unconcerned. "I've done what I should and could do, and I don't think there's anything wrong with what I said. As for the outcome, whether she'll regret it or blame me, those are things for the future."
"Of course, if it's really like what you said, I'll definitely feel a little uncomfortable, but I wouldn't say I'm that sad. I'm more disappointed."
As she spoke, she moved closer to Gu Mingjing, cupped his face, and said, "So don't worry, I'm not that fragile. I just did what I felt I should do, and I just want to have a clear conscience. Why bother about the rest? If it's really as you said, it's not bad to use this to see people's hearts."
Gu Mingjing looked at her and laughed dumbly, "I was worrying too much."
His little girl is the most sober.
Indeed, why bother about the results? As long as your conscience is clear, that's all that matters.
"Okay, okay, let's eat. I'm starving." Jianshu kissed him and went to prepare the meal.
The yellow corn cakes and the thick white porridge with a layer of rice oil floating on top, with a strong aroma of grains, are so tempting to smell.
The next morning.
Gu Mingjing got up early and heated up the porridge and pancakes that he hadn't finished eating last night in the pot. After washing up, he looked at the sky and went into the room to wake up Jianshu.
Jianshu, who was a little grumpy when he woke up, frowned and crawled into the quilt, which made people laugh.
She was the one who wanted to go out, and she was also the one who refused to get up.
Gu Mingjing didn't force her to get up, but deliberately said, "Don't you want to get up? How about I go tell Sister Xiufang that you won't be going today?"
"Don't go!" Although she knew that he probably said that on purpose, Jian Shu still took the bait, pulled back the quilt and glared at her.
Telling people she couldn't get up and stood them up? How was that any different from a primary school kid pretending to be sick and asking for leave because he couldn't get out of bed? She didn't want to lose face.
"Okay, I won't go." Gu Mingjing smiled as he adjusted his clothes in front of the dressing mirror. He reminded her through the mirror, "But you have to hurry up. It's getting late. Don't miss the bus later."
"I know—" Jian Shu responded weakly. It was really difficult for her to leave the warm bed in winter.
After counting to thirty in her mind, Jianshu dragged herself out of bed, got dressed, washed up, and had breakfast. When she was about to go out with Gu Mingjing, she ran into Wu Xiufang who came to look for her.
"Sister-in-law is here!" He waved to Gu Mingjing, then trotted forward and hugged Wu Xiufang's arm. Seeing that her face didn't look good, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that what he said was true?
Wu Xiufang smiled at her, said hello to Gu Mingjing, and then pulled her out. "I'm really sorry to bother you today. You have to get up so early. Did you sleep well? I'll catch up on some sleep in the car later."
Seeing that her attitude remained the same, Jian Shu finally felt relieved. "I went to bed early last night and had a good rest. But sister-in-law, why do you look a little haggard?"
Wu Xiufang usually looks capable, but today she doesn't look very well, with dark circles under her eyes, as if she hasn't slept all night.
"Sister-in-law, could it be because of what happened yesterday?" Although he said that, Jianshu was still a little worried at the end and couldn't help but ask another question.
The two walked slowly in the cold wind. There were few people around. Wu Xiufang sighed and didn't hide it from her. To be honest, she was a little confused at the moment and wanted to hear other people's opinions.
He told Jianshu everything that happened yesterday, but he didn't mean to keep the dirty laundry secret to himself.
Jian Shu listened silently, her expression changing back and forth, "..." To be honest, she really didn't expect Wu Xiufang to have changed so much that she even asked for a divorce.
God knows, she didn't mean that at first.
But it has already happened, and there is no point in thinking about it anymore.
"Sister-in-law, the most important thing about this matter is what you think. If Captain Zhao chooses you, do you still want to continue? If Captain Zhao chooses to divorce, what are your plans?" Jian Shu pointed out the most core issue, and the rest were trivial matters.
To be honest, she really regretted saying those words. She would be disappointed if Wu Xiufang didn't listen, but it would be difficult to deal with her if she listened too much, as she would jump to the topic of divorce all of a sudden.
It seemed like she had to take care of this matter. If they really got divorced, she would have to help a woman with four children, otherwise she would be uneasy.
It was her words that started the matter, and she admired Wu Xiufang's decision. In this day and age, not everyone has the courage to file for divorce.
Wu Xiufang looked at the gray sky and sighed, "This morning, when he left, he said he wanted me and the children. This is our home, just for our family of six."
Jian Shu understood, "So, sister-in-law, you've already made your decision, but you just can't get over it, right?"
Whether it was due to practical reasons or the prevailing thinking of the era, with four underage children, Wu Xiufang would definitely choose to continue living with Captain Zhao. As for the divorce she'd mentioned earlier, it was partly due to impulsive words spoken in anger, and partly because she knew he wouldn't agree to a divorce.
From an emotional point of view, the two have been married for more than ten years and have four children, so it is not easy to give up. From an interest perspective, choosing to divorce will affect the reputation of both parties and is not a wise move.
After all, the conflict between the two is not irreconcilable.
Seeing that Jian Shu understood what she meant, Wu Xiufang felt a warm feeling in her heart. "I can only tell you this. If it were someone else, not only would they not understand, but they might even think I was ungrateful."
"Although I know this is the best option, I still feel a bit suffocated and anxious. Is it just going to be like this? Does that mean the past doesn't count? Are we not going to mention all the years of patience I've endured, and the grievances my children have suffered? And back home, I can't get over this."
Seeing that she was a little emotional, Jian Shu patted her hands and comforted her: "Sister-in-law, I understand what you mean."
These grievances have weighed on Wu Xiufang's heart for more than ten years. If she could just forgive them so easily and put the matter behind her, who could get over it?
Those who say they can get over it are those who don't feel the pain unless the knife is stabbed themselves. They can only make sarcastic remarks and stand on the moral high ground to accuse others, but they don't know how much harm they will cause to the parties involved.
This kind of people are collectively called keyboard warriors in later generations.
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