The next morning, Cui Zhiyuan rushed to the state-owned store early and bought some milk powder, malted milk and other things. He also bought an autumn jacket and shoes for each member of the Cui family in prison.
"Second brother."
When he returned to the hotel with his things in his hands, Cui Minzhi, who had been waiting there, immediately came to greet him, followed by two boys about fifteen or sixteen years old.
Cui Wendong had just arrived and when he saw his second uncle, he pulled the corners of his mouth awkwardly.
He did not bring his eldest aunt and her two children with him, but they arrived one after the other, so he was a little worried that his second uncle would misunderstand.
Cui Zhiyuan knew that he hadn't brought her here. It must have been the Second Elders who had informed her and deliberately asked her to come. Seeing this harsh face that was increasingly similar to his mother's, he said in a cold tone, "Just say whatever you want to say. I have things to do."
Seeing that he didn't even say hello or speak to her two children, Cui Minzhi's smile faded. "Second brother, you bought so many things. Are you going to visit them with Wendong?"
Cui Zhiyuan said "hmm".
"Second brother, let's go with you." Cui Minzhi still wanted to adopt a roundabout tactic.
"what ever."
Cui Zhiyuan didn't sleep well last night, only two or three hours, and felt a little tired. He saw his son standing at the door with his bag on his back, calling out to him, "Siwei, leave when you're ready."
They took a bus nearby and first went to the prison where Cui Mingyuan and others were imprisoned. Cui Minzhi's man was also there.
On the bus, Cui Zhiyuan sat with his son and closed his eyes to rest as soon as he got on the bus.
Cui Minzhi knew that he didn't want to talk to her, and cursed him in her heart like her mother, then turned to Cui Siwei with a kind face to try to reconnect with him.
Cui Siwei guessed what the aunt was thinking, answered a few questions casually, and then took out the book to read.
After arriving at the prison, they applied for the three of them to meet at the same time. When Cui Mingyuan saw his second brother whom he hadn't seen for twenty years, he felt like he had seen a savior. He was so excited that if there wasn't a door between them, he would have rushed up to hug him.
Cui Wenhao was also very happy and excited. He was hoping that his second uncle would rescue him, and he was very respectful and flattering to his second uncle.
Cui Minzhi's husband was also secretly delighted and kept winking at her. If there were no prison guards nearby, he would have wanted to get up and have a good conversation with his second uncle.
Cui Zhiyuan looked at the three pairs of eyes, and his heart was filled with sadness and coldness. The visiting time was limited, so he gave them the things, cut to the chase, and directly expressed his thoughts, asking them to reform themselves and reflect on themselves in prison, without mentioning anything else.
The fifteen-minute visiting time was up, but Cui Zhiyuan didn't even give them a chance to make a request and got up and left first.
Cui Wendong spoke a few words to them, quickly gave his brother and third uncle fifty yuan each, some food and cigarettes, and left.
Outside the prison, Cui Minzhi couldn't wait to find fault, "Wendong, why didn't you give your uncle money just now?"
Cui Wendong replied coldly: "Aunt, you came here empty-handed and didn't even give him some money, so why do you want me to get it?"
Choi Min-ji: "...I didn't prepare anything today."
"If you weren't prepared, you shouldn't have followed us."
Cui Wendong didn't believe that she had no pocket money. When she bought a bus ticket before, he saw her take out money and vaguely saw about 10 or 20 yuan.
"Cui Wendong, what's with your attitude?" Cui Minzhi acted like an elder and wanted to teach him a lesson as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Aunt, you've already found another man outside. I should have a new uncle soon. You don't care about this ex-uncle, and your two sons don't care about him either. Why should I care about him?"
When Cui Wendong said this, he glanced at his two cousins following behind him.
These two are spineless people. In order to have good food and drink, they also support their eldest aunt to remarry. They are not picky about the future stepfather. It doesn't matter how ugly or old he is, as long as he is rich.
He now doesn't want to associate with the mother and her two children. They don't feel ashamed, but he feels embarrassed.
Cui Wendong's words were like tearing off the face of the mother and son. Cui Minzhi didn't know whether she was angry or embarrassed, her face was as red as liver, which made her look even more mean.
On the bus back, Cui Minzhi took the lead and sat next to Cui Zhiyuan, and started playing the emotional card, with tears coming.
Before she even started her performance, Cui Zhiyuan interrupted her: "Don't cry in front of me. You are the one who caused your family to be in this situation. If you have any backbone, stand up straight and don't play tricks in front of me. I won't fall for it."
"Cui Zhiyuan!"
Cui Minzhi's roar was the same volume and pitch as her mother's, and the angry look on her harsh face was the same.
"Don't scream like a shrew. Save some face for yourself."
Unlike her anger, Cui Zhiyuan looked extremely calm and composed, or more accurately, indifferent, and his attitude towards her was even worse than that of a stranger.
Seeing him like this, Cui Minzhi gnashed her teeth and said, "Mom is right. You have really changed. You have become cold-blooded and ruthless. You are completely different from before."
"You have changed too, even worse. Mom has really put her all into your education." Cui Zhiyuan said sarcastically.
Cui Minzhi was furious. She now saw through his seriousness and that he really didn't care about the Cui family. He came back this time just for Gong Wantang and her daughter. They were his weak spots.
Family members often understand each other best. Cui Minzhi knew his weaknesses and naturally knew how to poke him where it hurts.
"You don't need to be so sarcastic here. We have ended up in such a miserable situation, and you are not much better off."
"Divorce once, divorce again, and you'll be alone for the rest of your life."
"Also, Gong Wantang remarried. The man she married is a hundred times better than you. Now they even have a son. It's useless for you to still think about him. No matter how much you try to make amends, he won't divorce and remarry you."
"Even if she gives birth to your daughter, she will have the surname Gong, not Cui. Her daughter will never have your surname Cui in her life."
She yelled at the top of her lungs, spitting all over Cui Zhiyuan's face. He wiped it with his handkerchief in disgust, frowning and retorting, "Do you think everyone wants to have the surname Cui? I'm glad Linglong took her mother's surname instead of mine. Her surname is Gong, so she's a member of the Gong family. This way, she doesn't have to associate with the Cui family, a family that's only interested in scheming. Instead, she can enjoy warmth and love in the Gong family."
"As for what you said about Wan Tang remarrying, I also think she married well. Han Ji can give her happiness, which is indeed a hundred times better than me."
"Now that I see she is alive and well and has a happy family, I am very satisfied."
"I don't have those dirty thoughts like yours. It doesn't matter to me if I get divorced once or twice, or if I end up alone in the future. I don't care about these things. As long as the mother and daughter are happy, I will be happy in my heart, and I will have no regrets in this life."
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