After leaving the production workshop, they visited the storage workshop.
Seeing the employees here were packaging and sorting things, everything was in an orderly manner. The colors of the packaging bags in their hands were very eye-catching and beautiful. Cui Zhiyuan picked up one at random, his eyes fell on the poem, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "It's very poetic, very appropriate for National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival."
Everyone who has seen this packaging bag has praised it. The candies in stores outside are all packed in bulk with film, and some are in plastic bottles. There are basically no high-end packaging designs like her factory, so it is particularly attractive as soon as it comes out.
Gong Linglong went to the warehouse to get two boxes and gave them to him: "Give them to Siwei, Xiaolei, Xiaoyue and the others to take back."
"OK."
Cui Zhiyuan accepted it with a smile and followed her back to the office.
When I got to her office, I saw a lot of documents piled on her desk. She said, "Linglong, you're busy with your work, don't worry about me. I'll read the newspaper next to you."
"good."
Gong Linglong took a teacup, found some good tea leaves from the cupboard, fetched some boiling water to make tea for him, and also picked two bunches of fresh grapes to treat him.
She is very serious and dedicated when handling her work. When she is fully engaged, she always purses her lips slightly, which is exactly the same as Cui Zhiyuan.
Cui Zhiyuan didn't make any noise to disturb her. He occasionally lowered his head to look at the newspaper, but most of his attention was on her. When her tea was gone, he walked quietly to help her refill it.
Gong Linglong was quite efficient at work and finished her morning tasks by half past ten. After handing them over to Sun Ting, she came over and said to him, "I'm done with my work today. Let me take you home now."
"Linglong, I don't have anything to deal with. If you don't have work to do, let's talk about something else." Cui Zhiyuan wanted to ask about the mother and daughter and the Gong family.
"Okay." Gong Linglong poured him some more tea and sat down at the desk. "If you have any questions, just ask directly."
Seeing that she was willing to talk, Cui Zhiyuan didn't beat around the bush. "Linglong, tell me about your life as mother and daughter over the years."
"The fire at the Gong family wasn't an accident. Someone coveted the family's wealth and ordered them to attack the Gong family. My grandmother was stabbed to death while trying to protect my second uncle."
"The fire wasn't set by an outsider. Grandpa refused to give in. He rushed Mom away, burned everything down, and escaped through a secret passage with the others."
"My mother didn't go the same way as them. She thought they were all burned to death. She was so desperate that she wanted to commit suicide. Only then did she realize she was pregnant."
"Later, she chose to survive for my sake and decided to go south to seek refuge with her relatives from an aristocratic family. However, she encountered a flood on the way and was injured in the chaos. She suffered a head injury and lost her memory."
"But then a scumbag, worse than an animal, took advantage of her amnesia, lied to her husband, and abducted her back to a remote village. That's where I was born. Mother and daughter were treated like slaves for nearly twenty years."
"Bang!"
Cui Zhiyuan slammed his fist on the desk, knocking over both cups of tea. His eyes were bloodshot and his whole body was shaking with anger.
He had guessed everything, but he never imagined that they would suffer such a miserable fate over the years.
He thought they were in Hong Kong...
The past was over, and Gong Linglong had long since let it go. She glanced at him calmly and continued, "Until the beginning of 1976, that scumbag family bullied Mom and hit her on the head with a stick. It was a blessing in disguise, and she regained her memory. We then sent that bastard to hell, and gradually planned to return to Beijing for revenge. We finally got our revenge in August or September of last year."
She spoke lightly, but Cui Zhiyuan felt heartbroken. Endless guilt filled his heart, and he was in agony: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry to Wan Tang and to you."
"It has nothing to do with you."
"Even if you hadn't divorced Mom back then, they would have attacked the Gong family and killed Mom. With your ability, you couldn't protect her, nor could you protect me."
"They were powerful and influential. With the reputation and background of the Gong family back then, they dared to break into people's homes and commit murder. The Cui family back then was like an egg against a rock. If you hadn't divorced me, you would have lost your life."
"Don't think too much about this matter, and don't feel guilty. My mother and I have never blamed or resented you. The only people we ever hated were the enemies who attacked the Gong family."
The more she said this, the more guilty Cui Zhiyuan felt. Thinking about how the mother and daughter had been deceived and abused by a scumbag, his heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe. "Linglong, is that scumbag sure he's dead?"
"He's dead. We saw him die with our own eyes. He was buried covered with a straw mat."
Gong Linglong didn't want to mention the scum of the Bai family anymore. She wiped the water off the table with a rag and said calmly, "Those things are in the past. If you hadn't asked, we wouldn't have mentioned them again."
"Mom had long since healed her wounds, put those humiliating days behind her, and recovered. Grandpa and uncle are all alive and well. Later, her revenge was avenged, and her wish was fulfilled, so she agreed to Uncle Han's proposal."
"She had such a hard time these past few years, and it wasn't easy for her to raise me. Uncle Han and my grandparents cared about her very much. Uncle Han treated her very well and treasured her like a treasure. She gradually got over it, and she is even happier now that she has a younger brother."
Cui Zhiyuan noticed it last night. Han Ji treated her very well. She was the only one in his eyes. He was serious and cold to outsiders, but gentle and warm only to her.
He was sure that Han Ji was not doing it on purpose to show him, but it was just a normal way of getting along between them as a couple. He really held her at the top of his heart.
In this regard, Han Ji did better than him.
"Linglong, I understand. I will not destroy Wantang's current happiness, nor will I poke her scars. As long as she is happy, I will be relieved." Cui Zhiyuan understood the deeper meaning behind her words.
Gong Linglong believed he was sincere and trusted her mother's judgment of people. She continued, "My mother never said a bad word about you in front of me from beginning to end, nor did she tell me the reason for your divorce. She didn't let me know about my biological father before because of the special circumstances. She was afraid that your background studying abroad would affect my marriage and work. She only told me after the special period was over."
"Linglong, your mother did the right thing. Not letting you know is actually the best way to protect you."
Cui Zhiyuan had previously talked to his younger sister about what had happened in the past ten years. Countless intellectuals had been persecuted to death, and many who remained steadfast and unyielding had been tortured and humiliated. There were so many cases around him that he felt chilled just thinking about it.
The Gong family also had a capitalist background back then, and had deep connections abroad. If they hadn't left Beijing due to an accident, they would probably have had a miserable life over the past ten years.
It was a wise move for the three of them, father and son, to go to Hong Kong to develop, but the mother and daughter unexpectedly suffered a lot.
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