Chapter 155.

Cheng Ming dragged his suitcase and led Aunt Lian and Xu Juan to the elevator to Room 808 of his new home.

“This is my home, please come in.” Cheng Ming straightened his back and said.

It used to be an old mansion that would leak, but now it was a brand new large three-bedroom house, so Cheng Ming had a feeling of turning over a new leaf, even though Auntie Lian and Xu Juan shouldn’t be able to understand it.

“Make yourself comfortable, the TV remote is here.”

Cheng Ming brought tea and snacks bought by his sister and placed them on the coffee table, turning on the TV for them.

“My dad shouldn’t be back for another hour or two, so why don’t you guys wait, and feel free to talk to me if you need anything or have any questions, there’s no need to be polite with me, I’ll go back to my room first.”

Just talk about it, leave a good impression, Cheng Ming is not good to get to the bottom of it.

Sensitive questions like why you guys are in the city are better left to Dad.

Cheng Ming went back to the house and continued to drum up things for the card game, this year’s network information is not much, mainly because there are fewer Internet users, and fewer things are uploaded.

In a few years it will be a messy rebirth into the barbaric period of internet development, where there are websites for everything, videos, novels, comics and games all stolen from each other.

And little porn and action movies are pretty rampant, with a lot of enlightened teachers coming into the picture.

The game is instead able to be downloaded and then unpacked to extract the risographs.

But the dry noodle cards were harder to get, and although Cheng Ming had a collection, there were only about ten of them, and quite a few duplicates.

The internet speed was not very fast, the download was slow, Cheng Ming walked to the balcony to get some air, and ended up seeing a novel lying quietly on the balcony.

I can’t believe Chen Ziyi didn’t take the novel with her, did she forget?

No, it must have fallen on purpose.

Then what the hell was he doing sending the novel all the way over there for, Cheng Ming had an urge to hit someone.

Speaking of books, I have to return the novel and borrow some books related to the Three Kingdoms, considering that I will have to consult and annotate them often in the future, it is more straightforward to go directly to the Xinhua Bookstore to buy them.

Both Aunt Lian and Xu Juan were quite polite, and drank some water without touching the snacks on the coffee table perfectly.

Dad arrived home earlier than Cheng Ming expected, presumably rushing straight home after the meeting and putting off all the social engagements.

Cheng Hongyuan pulled back his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, sat on the sofa and said, “Xiao Ming, pour me a glass of water.”

From being a boss to a senior hitman of the Urban Council, Dad can’t even dress casually and in a proper manner.

“Xiaoying ……” Subconsciously using the intimate name, Cheng Hongyuan coughed twice and hurriedly changed his tone, “Cough cough, Lian Ying, we haven’t seen each other for six years, right? The last time we met was at your husband’s funeral.”

Only six years? So short, Cheng Ming thought they hadn’t seen each other for at least more than ten years, and it was at Aunt Lian’s husband’s funeral, this was too much information, Cheng Ming almost spilled the water in his hand.

“Well, the last time we saw each other was at Vinj’s funeral.”

“It’s a pity for Wenjie, you should have lost a lot of money to you guys when you met the mine disaster at such a young age, right? Even if you don’t work and don’t make any money, there’s nothing wrong with raising Xiaojuan until she graduates from college, right? You still have a house, why did you suddenly contact me saying you want to come and join me? What happened?” Cheng Hongyuan asked, confused.

“That money was taken by Wenjie’s mom, saying it was for retirement and for Wenjie’s brother’s marriage, and the house was repossessed for their matrimonial home.”

“Fuck, is this a human thing to do?”

Cheng Hongyuan couldn’t help but explode.

“I then took Xiaojuan back to my mother’s home, you know that married daughters with children back and gossip, my aunt and other relatives plan to remarry me to a very early death of his wife, they hid from me to collect the bride price. But before he and I met, he died in a car accident, as if he had been drinking and riding a motorcycle and crashed into a dump truck, and I was said to be a spoilsport and a nemesis.”

“I’m fine on my own, it’s just that I’m suffering Xiaojuan, being gossiped about with me and bullied at school. If you hadn’t answered my call, I would have even had the heart to kill myself.”

Speaking here, Lian Ying finally couldn’t control her emotions and burst into tears, covering her face and crying.

Xu Juan, who was sitting beside her, looked at her mother calmly, her heart unruffled.

Cheng Ming drew a few tissues and handed them to Xu Juan, his eyes signaling her to comfort his mother.

Auntie Lian wanted her daughter’s care more than his, I think.

The wooden Xu Juan didn’t have any reaction, so Cheng Ming had to shove the tissue paper into her hand.

Blocking emotions and disguising indifference to protect himself, Cheng Ming could understand, but there was no need to ignore even the people who were close to him.

Perhaps there is also another possibility that Xu Juan believes that her mother caused her to become the way she is now, and thus resents her mother, just as Cheng Ming once hated his dad, which is how adolescents are.

Only then did Xu Juan hand the paper to her mother, sparingly saying, “Mom, paper.”

Still not offering to wipe her tears, it seems there is more than a little bit of mother-daughter disconnect.

Cheng Hongyuan said with a sigh, “Alas, feudal superstition really harms people, Wenjie is unlucky, that what’s-it behind him is just making his own death, and your group of relatives don’t have a single good thing, where’s your dad? With him around, how dare they do this to you?”

This thing is indeed quite evil. In her previous life, when Auntie Lian saw her dad who was so down and out, wouldn’t she blame herself even more again?

Crying with red eyes, Lian Ying replied, “I went back to my mother’s home to take care of my father for a year before he passed away.”

“Not cured? Didn’t you marry Wen Jie in the first place to cure your father’s illness?” Cheng Hongyuan said in surprise.

“He didn’t bother to pay for the treatment, thinking it was too expensive and his life wasn’t worth it.”

“What’s past is past, there’s still life to be lived in the future, how old is Juan and how many grades can she go to? All grown prettier than you.”

“This child just doesn’t like to talk, the same age as Xiao Ming, if she goes to school normally, she should be in high school, she was bullied in school in her first year, after that she nested at home and didn’t go to school, she studied on her own, and as a result she didn’t go to the midterm exams, she’s only fifteen years old, what else can she do if she doesn’t study.”

Xu Juan quite home, often a dull is a morning, this Cheng Ming is aware of, I did not expect her to drop out of school at home, high school is a good with Cheng Ming on.

Although it was the third middle school, it was not bullied, after all, there was Cheng Ming, a small punk cover.

“You have to study, girls have to study even more, I’ll help you guys find a school, I have a good relationship with the vice principals of several schools. But I have to go to the province tomorrow on a business trip for a few days, I’m afraid I don’t have time to help you guys find a place to live, or you guys can just stay here first, there are empty rooms.”

“How can this be, it’s too intrusive and your wife won’t like it.”

“I don’t have a wife now, I divorced her, this house is just for me and my son, my daughter occasionally runs over to sleep, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, I don’t know if this brat will eat properly, it’s good for you to help me take care of him.” Cheng Hongyuan rubbed Cheng Ming’s hair and said.

Cheng Ming often takes his dad out to take the blame, and now it’s his turn to be pulled out by his dad as a tool to retain people.

“Why the sudden divorce? Haven’t they been together for over ten years?”

“Eh, just divorced a while ago, often quarrel, she annoyed me also annoyed, first separate to calm down, are this point, we go out to eat a meal.” Cheng Hongyuan got up and said.

“What a waste of money to go out to eat, buy some food and come back, I’ll cook and burn it.”

Cheng Ming also hadn’t had Auntie Lian’s food in years and was a bit nostalgic.

Dad’s got a knack for making Aunt Lien cook with this retreat.