It's hard to be a mother after rebirth

Chapter 69
Christmas is a carnival festival for many young people, but for Liang Qiulin, who has passed his thirties and is approaching the age of [-], it is just a date.

Of course, for employees in the company, everyone looks forward to after-get off work activities, and even work is a bit absent-minded.

Liang Qiulin was also a little absent-minded, so he simply gave all the staff half a day off.

Everyone thanked the boss excitedly, and hurriedly packed their things and left work early.

As the boss, he didn't stay in the office either, he just drove around aimlessly, recalling that when he was chasing his wife a few years ago, it was also on Christmas Day that he really chased three streets.

It was his perseverance and sincere feelings that moved Qiao Jingyao, and it was also on this day that he really chased his future wife.

He remembered this day, but it was only a year after that.

Soon after getting married, he couldn't even remember their wedding anniversary, let alone just such a day.

But now that he had reached this point, he remembered it again.

His wife ran away with another man, and he didn't even know if the green hat was because of his own crimes.

Liang Qiulin parked the car on the side of the road, watching the flow of people in twos and threes, seeing the couple getting along intimately, his heart felt sad, and he missed his wife very much.

He took out his phone and wanted to call Qiao Jingyao, but when he turned to the phone number, he realized that she had changed the number.

Liang Qiulin smiled miserably, stroked his forehead and sighed. His wife's personality had actually changed a lot after she was discharged from the hospital, but such decisive behavior still made him sad.

He started the car and drove towards his home.

Mrs. Liang's health has almost recovered. Although her daughter-in-law was kicked out by her and her son often stays out at night, there are other people to take care of her.

As her son's "little wife", Feng Jiao was more filial than Qiao Jingyao, a regular daughter-in-law. These days, it was all thanks to her that Mrs. Liang's health recovered so quickly.

Seeing Feng Jiao busy up and down at home, learning how to cook with her aunt at home, Mrs. Liang also sighed for a while.

If Qiao Jingyao was so obedient, she wouldn't be able to drive people out of the house.

She also thought about it, she didn't care who her son was with, and she didn't care if Qiao Jingyao was willing to come back.

There was a sound at the door, and Mrs. Liang watched as her son, whom she had not seen for a long time, opened the door carrying something.

"Mom, are you feeling better?" Liang Qiulin could count on one hand the number of times he went home since Qiao Jingyao left, and he didn't care enough about his mother's physical condition.

"It's nothing. Don't you have to go to work today? Why did you come back so early?" Mrs. Liang's temper has been sharpened a lot, and she no longer scolds her son for being unfilial as in the past.

"Today's Christmas, I gave them a holiday in advance, so I came back first." Liang Qiulin walked over and took out the things he bought, "I bought you a down jacket, and I will try to see if it fits later."

Granny Liang took the clothes from her son, and she was overjoyed in her heart, but she said softly, "How can we enjoy foreigners' holidays?"

Knowing his mother's temperament, Liang Qiulin didn't say much, but looked around and asked, "Where are they?"

Granny Liang naturally knew who was asking, so she said, "The little guy is in the kitchen with her mother."

Liang Qiulin hummed, took out the other four gift boxes, and explained to the old lady one by one: "This one is for Qingqing, this one is for Feng Jiao, and this one is for Aunt Lin, mom, help me." I handed it over to them. I don’t know when Jinyuan will come back, so I put the things in his bedroom.”

Mrs. Liang responded, but her eyes caught a glimpse of her son holding a gift box, which was small and exquisite.

The son didn't say who the last one was for, but she didn't have to guess that she knew that his son left one for his favorite wife.

Liang Qiulin stroked the small box for a while, got up and walked upstairs.

Feng Jiao heard the voice, wiped her hands and came out, and met Liang Qiulin who was upstairs.

Both of them were relatively speechless.

Although Liang Qiulin knew that Feng Jiao had been here every day to take care of his mother and the family after his wife left home, and he would come back sometimes, but never happened.

Now that they met each other, Liang Qiulin didn't know what to say for a while.

People's hearts are made of flesh, Feng Jiao's swallowing and never turning back to him made him unable to say such heartless words like in the past.

The two stood up and down and looked at each other. Feng Jiao took the lead to look away and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming back today. I'll pack up and leave later."

Liang Qiulin felt that he was a little cruel, and he also felt that he owed her a little, and said: "You didn't feel sorry for me. Today is the holiday, so don't run back and forth in a hurry. The presents are on the table. In the evening, let's have a meal together and accompany you. daughter."

Feng Jiao raised her head, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"I, I, thank you, thank you, thank you, Qiu Lin." Feng Jiao's eyes were flushed with excitement, and she stuttered a little.

you are a sinner...

Seeing Feng Jiao's appearance, Liang Qiulin cursed at himself from the bottom of his heart, hurting Jing Yao, who he loves the most, and Feng Jiao, who also loves you.

He has no blessing to enjoy the blessings of all people. If he is destined to hurt one... Heh, he still doesn't know who to choose.

He smiled bitterly and walked upstairs step by step.

Feng Jiao looked at Liang Qiulin's back, looked at the exquisite little gift box in his hand, a look of resentment flashed in her tearful eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

After Liang Qiulin put his son's gift in the room, he went to Qiao Jingyao's room.

After being discharged from the hospital, the couple slept in separate rooms.

The furnishings in the room have not changed at all, but there is a broken picture frame on the ground.

He picked it up suspiciously, and there was a photo of his wife in the photo frame, but who broke it and still hasn't been cleaned up?

"Even if everyone in my family doesn't like you, I still love you." Liang Qiulin muttered to himself looking at the photo.

He put the gift box and photo frame on the bedside table, went into the bathroom to get a rag, and briefly cleaned the room that hadn't been cleaned for many days.

He looked forward to the time when his wife came back, and the place would still be clean.

Liang Qiulin firmly believed that Jing Yao and that man would not be together for a long time, she would return to this home sooner or later, and then he would start over with her.

There was a knock on the door, Liang Qiulin opened the door, and his son appeared at the door a little tired.

"Where did you go this morning? Why didn't you go to work at the company?" Liang Qiulin asked where his son was going.

Liang Jinyuan works in his father's company. Generally speaking, he is down-to-earth and works conscientiously, but in the past two days, the current small worker who is not the boss has shown signs of being passive and sabotaging.

As a father and the boss of the company, Liang Qiulin naturally cared more about his son than other people, but Liang Jinyuan seemed to be avoiding him. to people.

He appeared in front of him so actively today, of course Liang Qiulin wanted to ask clearly.

"Dad, I want to talk to you about something." Faced with his father's questioning, Liang Jinyuan didn't answer directly. Instead, he kept his face sullen and turned his eyes away, as if he didn't dare to look at his father.

Liang Qiulin still cared about this son to some extent, seeing his haggard appearance, he didn't refuse, closed the door, turned and went into the study.

"Tell me, what's the matter."

Liang Jinyuan seemed a little awkward, he licked his slightly chapped lips, and said in a somewhat humble manner: "Dad, I want...to borrow some money from you."

"Borrow money?" Liang Qiulin was a little surprised.

It should be said that he is still very relieved about his son, because since he found out that he has such a big son five years ago, in addition to normal expenses, he has also given money in private, but Liang Jinyuan basically didn't ask for it, let alone ask for it. He is penny.

He was in business, and with such a big son out of nowhere, he had to make a detailed account.

If Liang Jinyuan was a guy who didn't seek to make progress, and he provided his son until after he graduated from college, he wouldn't care about his life or death.

But the son is not.

Although he knew that the mother must have given money to the child behind his back, but the son's progress is another prerequisite for impressing him.

But now, he even asked him to borrow money.

"What happened, how much do you want?" The son's self-esteem is very strong, and he can see it in the days after returning to this house. It's not that he won't give money, but he wants to know how to force his son to return home. What is behind the family asking for money.

Liang Jinyuan was silent, and after a while he said: "I want to borrow 20 yuan, I will issue an IOU, and I will definitely pay it back to you in the future." But he refused to say why.

Seeing that he refused to tell the reason, Liang Qiulin just frowned, but didn't ask any more.

He opened the safe in the corner of the study, and there was 30 cash in it.He has the habit of keeping some cash at home, so as not to be helpless when he needs money urgently and cannot withdraw it.

He took out 20 yuan, found a newspaper, wrapped it up, and handed it to his son: "Don't tell me to borrow it, part of my money is also yours. But, I hope you didn't use this money for illegal purposes." place."

Liang Jinyuan looked at his father in surprise. He always thought that he would not lend him money, at least not so happily, but the result was completely different from what he thought.

"Don't be dumb." Liang Qiulin saw the doubt in his son's eyes, and put the money into his arms in embarrassment, and talked about other things, "Go and finish things early, and come back at night Eat and remember to bring your girlfriend back."

Liang Jinyuan squeezed the 20 in his hand, nodded slightly: "Thank you, Dad."

Liang Qiulin waved his hand, indicating what he should do.

"Grandma, I have to go out beforehand." Liang Jinyuan passed by the living room, explained to the old lady, and hurried out the door.

In the past two days, Liang Qiulin left early and returned late but did not go to work, and there were only two situations that made him ignore his work. One was that his girlfriend Zhang Weien had an accident, and the other was that his aunt came again.

After rushing to Tianchen Hotel with the money, Liang Jinyuan hurried to Room 2111 and knocked on the door. There was only a cloud of smoke inside, and none of the horror scenes he imagined appeared.

Even though he was a smoker, he was choked by the smell of smoke in the room. When he looked through the smoky room, he could only see four or five people smoking and playing cards, but his aunt was not there.

"Who the hell are you looking for!" The man who opened the door for him looked at him sideways with a cigarette in his mouth.

"I'm looking for Cen Hui." Liang Jinyuan just looked at that person calmly.

The man slammed the door, went to the group of people playing cards, and whispered something in the ear of one of the bearded men. The man looked up at Liang Jinyuan, put down the cards in his hand and walked over.

"Did you bring the money?" the bearded man asked.

"Where is she?" Liang Jinyuan asked unhurriedly.

The bearded man turned his head to the person who might be his subordinate, who immediately went to the bedroom and dragged a slightly fat woman out of it.

"Why are you here now? Do you want me to die?" Liang Jinyuan's aunt blamed him in a nasty tone as soon as she saw him, regardless of her current situation.

Liang Jinyuan was not angry either, but just lowered his head lightly, and took out the wrapped 20 cash from his backpack.

"Here is 20." He handed it to the bearded man. "According to the algorithm of nine out of ten and thirteen returns, this 20 should be quite a lot."

It is rare to see such a sensible person, the bearded man weighed it with his hand, threw out an IOU, and left the room happily with his men.

"Auntie, are you okay?" After the people left, Liang Jinyuan cleaned up the scattered cards and cigarette butts on the table, while caring about the situation of the woman who was an aunt but didn't have an aunt.

"Are you asking me if I'm okay? Do you think I'll be okay if I'm stuck here for three days!" She yelled, panting heavily while sitting on the sofa, "If you ask you to take some money for so long, I think you are sincerely letting me embarrassing."

Liang Jinyuan just listened silently, and said after the scolding was over: "I know I'm late, don't be angry, auntie."

His apology was not forgiven by his aunt, and she said dissatisfiedly: "It's all about you, I asked you to send the money earlier, so I wouldn't lose so much."

Liang Jinyuan's aunt loves to gamble, and she gambles wherever she goes, and her uncle also loves to gamble, but the luck of gambling is not as good as that of his wife, and he lost his life in just a few times, and now even basic self-care ability is a problem.

And because she held the things Liang Jinyuan wanted to destroy in her hand, she could keep betting and asking Liang Jinyuan to send money.

The previous diamond rings and jewelry were all gambled away. She touched her empty fingers and said dissatisfiedly: "Jinyuan, look, I have nothing now. How do you think you will compensate me?"

Liang Jinyuan had expected that she would make such a request, and was mentally prepared to be extorted for a sum of money, so he was not surprised.

　This chapter is nearly 4000 words, I didn’t notice that it should be allocated

　　
　
(End of this chapter)