Jian Shaobo has always believed that the problem lies in the fact that Yang Yahui and Jian Anran are not people who can share adversity, and the point that Jian Anran and Yang Yahui do not understand always revolves around: Why can't Jian Shaobo explain it clearly to everyone in advance.
Some risks can be avoided, and some problems can be solved in advance.
Even though these were major decisions involving everyone in the family, Yang Yahui hated Jian Shaobo for dragging herself and her children into the pirate ship without even saying anything.
The idea of asking Wen Siheng for money was brought up by Jian Shaobo and her.
After Yang Yahui found out, she was worried all night and couldn't fall asleep. The gap between her daughter and her son-in-law was so great. She had been feeling guilty for not being able to save a dowry for her daughter for a long time. Who knew that Jian Shaobo would even ask her to ask her son-in-law for it now?
Money.
She was very afraid that her daughter would be unable to be raised by her husband's family. While Yang Yahui was struggling, Jian Shaobo frequently brainwashed her, saying that if she couldn't borrow the money, the family would be ruined. Wouldn't the Wen family still look down on them when the affair happened? In desperation, Yang Yahui still shamelessly asked Wen Siheng, nine hundred thousand, which was an astronomical figure that she could not even imagine. Who would have thought that Wen Siheng agreed so readily, and as soon as the phone was hung up, the text message that the money had arrived came immediately
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He thought that after borrowing the money, Jian Shaobo would pay off the remaining debts on the mortgaged house, car and shop. Unexpectedly, when he found out again, the three mortgages had not been repaid at all, as well as the loans from his younger siblings.
The loan on the door, and the online loan that Jian Anran only learned about when she came back.
One after another, Yang Yahui did not dare to mention it to anyone. She even had thoughts of extreme behavior——
If she kills herself, nothing will happen to her.
But not to mention that her daughter has not graduated from college and her son is still in junior high school. Her daughter's growth process has already made her sober: Jian Shaobo has not played any role in education.
He has never taken the initiative to praise the children, and will even fan the flames when Yang Yahui criticizes them. He usually has no concern for the children's lives, and he doesn't even know when the children's birthdays are or what grade they are in. p>
While complaining that her children only get along well with their mother, she also scolded herself for raising a bunch of white-eyed wolves. In everything that Jian Shaobo did, Yang Yahui really couldn't find any advantages.
In middle age, Yang Yahui and Jian Shaobo's relationship has long been exhausted, but now that she is divorced, not only does it matter, but she also has to bear half of Jian Shaobo's debt, and she dare not.
When Jian Anran pulled her away, Yang Yahui became timid.
After hesitating for a moment, Yang Yahui let go of Jian Anran's hand.
"Mom?" Jian Anran turned around, a little surprised.
She shook her head towards her outside the door, "I'm sorry for you, but I...I can't leave yet."
She also has an underage child, and she still has half of the debt. Now that she is gone, she can’t afford Jian Anjie’s life and future education with her job as a hospital cleaner——
She still wants to stay and give it a try.
It seemed that Yang Yahui could see a lot of emotions in Yang Yahui's eyes. Jian Anran didn't know what to say for a while. She only felt sour and salty in her throat. Her lips opened, but no sound came out of her throat.
Jian Anran also retreated. She couldn't even support herself. Now even if she mustered up the courage to take her mother and brother away, Jian Anran couldn't imagine the future at all.
Not to mention the daily living expenses and education expenses, I don’t even know where to live. Jian Anran still has a dormitory to go back to, but if she insists on dragging Yang Yahui and Jian Anjie, then they really have nowhere to go. p>
The body seemed to be walking aimlessly like this. By the time Jian Anran came to her senses, she had already arrived at the bus stop in front of the community.
The buses were still running on New Year's Eve. I scanned the QR code and boarded the bus. Apart from the driver, she was the only passenger on the bus.
"Little girl, do you want to go out so late?" The driver let out a breath of air.
"Yeah," Jian Anran forced a smile, "I'm quite busy at work."
She found a seat by the window in the back row and sat down. Jian Anran leaned her forehead against the cold glass. Her mind was empty, and she suddenly remembered the advertising slogan that had been said all over the street: "It's cool to the heart."
, the heart is soaring."
Feeling both physical and mental chills, Jian Anran's heart seemed to be squeezed by endless hands, and her chest was so tight that she couldn't breathe. Only then did she realize that she was so sad that her tears seemed unable to fall.
I don’t even know how I walked back to the dormitory. Along the campus road, I met the staff who were still at their posts on New Year’s Eve. Everyone was surprised that there was still a little girl wandering outside after the number was counted. p>
"It's so late, go back and celebrate the New Year!" The security guard shook the flashlight in his hand.
Using all her strength, Jian Anran waved her hands to the other party and forced out her biggest smile.
"Are you okay? Why hasn't the little girl gone back yet?" This was the second security uncle she met on the road.
"I was just planning to come back. Happy New Year, uncle." She smiled.
She didn't go any further, she just stood on the campus road. Next to the bushes was the school's Swan Lake. She had never seen the Swan Lake at this point.
A cold wind blew across the lake. The wind in the twelfth lunar month was like a knife blade, blowing across her face. Jian Anran's face was a little dry and painful. When she reacted again, she felt her cheeks were slightly moist.
"My face hurts so much," she wiped her eyes, "I must remember to apply moisturizing cream when I go back later."
While others are enjoying their reunion, Jian Anran feels homeless for the first time in her life——
This time I really have no home.
I don’t know how I walked back to the dormitory. When I walked downstairs, the lights were still on in the dormitory aunt’s duty room. She specifically poked her head in, but there was no one inside.
When I climbed to the second floor, I gradually heard the noise. Looking along the corridor on the second floor, it was pitch black inside.
The lights were on in the first dormitory at the stairway on the third floor. Jian Anran suddenly remembered that she saw the announcement posted at the stairway before going out today. The students staying overnight planned to make dumplings together in Room 301 for the Chinese New Year. At this time, everyone should be
We’re there.
Standing at the stairs on the third floor, Jian Anran hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to climb back to the dormitory——
Now she really can't bring herself to join the crowd, and she urgently needs her own space at this moment.
Taking out the key, she hurriedly opened the door to the dormitory. She waited until the door behind her closed heavily, and unconsciously realized that she had burst into tears.
"Thump thump——" "Thump thump——" The vibration of the phone in her pocket brought her back to reality.
[Shen Huainan: When I went downstairs, I saw the lights in your dormitory were on]
