337, People Who Are Good to You 9

"Brother Bo, what happened to you? Who beat you up like this?"

Wang Lihong served Song Bo for an entire afternoon. She originally wanted to have a good night's sleep after sending him away, but she didn't expect that at night, the person who had left came back with a face full of injuries.

Half a day had passed, and the marks on Song Bo's face from being beaten by the soles of shoes became more and more obvious. The corners of his mouth were bruised, and he looked funny and scary.

Wang Lihong was a little surprised. Did he get robbed after leaving her house? How could he suddenly become like this?

"Hmph!"

Song Bo didn't answer Wang Lihong's question. What could he say? Say that he was beaten by his weak wife? He couldn't afford to lose face in front of his mistress.

"Brother Bo, come in quickly, I'll help you apply the medicine."

Wang Lihong was also a smart person. She guessed the general idea from Song Bo's expression. She didn't say it out loud. She just pulled him in anxiously, and then searched for the medicine in the cabinet.

"Too cruel, how could the person who beat you have the heart to do that?" Wang Lihong sat down beside Song Bo and applied medicine to him, tears streaming down her face, and she actually started to cry.

In the past, Wang Lihong always dressed up in a coquettish and charming way, and her past bad style led to men liking her only for lust. In the eyes of most men, she was a synonym for being immoral, including Song Bo. He just wanted to sleep with the woman next to him, and there was really no real love.

But now it's different. Not long ago, Song Bo had just suffered a heavy blow to his dignity and body. At this time, when Wang Lihong changed her usual behavior and looked at him with concern like a weak little woman with tears, Song Bo's heart couldn't help but be touched.

"Okay, stop crying."

Even though he was not in the mood to talk now, Song Bo still spoke softly and comforted the woman next to him.

"How can I not cry? You are so injured, I am more heartbroken than anyone else." Wang Lihong leaned against Song Bo's chest, lowered her eyes, and blocked those complicated and frightened eyes.

Before Song Bo came, she received another call from the mysterious man. On the phone, the other party asked her to remove the heavy makeup on her face and dress up as a good wife and mother as possible. The other party also asked her to think of some sad things in advance, so that she could cry smoothly when necessary.

Before this, Wang Lihong had not figured out what the other party meant, but when she saw Song Bo appeared with injuries, she instantly understood the other party's suggestion.

Who was the mysterious man who contacted her? How did he guess that Song Bo would come to her at night? Also, was the injury on Song Bo's face related to the other party? What did he want to do?

All kinds of doubts made Wang Lihong a little scared and worried, but thinking of the 50,000 yuan that was transferred to her bank card before Song Bo came, greed overwhelmed fear after all. Wang Lihong cooperated and alienated the relationship between Song Bo and Jiang Shujuan according to the mysterious man's request.

"I never thought that you are the one who cares about me the most at this time."

Song Bo couldn't see Wang Lihong's expression at this time. Holding the woman in his arms, he felt that he was a little defeated and a little fortunate.

Failed because the woman he looked down on broke free from his control, and fortunately he still had Wang Lihong, a good woman who really loved him. Song Bo thought that with Wang Lihong's sincerity to him, he would never let her down in the future.

"Brother Bo, don't say that. In fact, Sister Shujuan also cares about you." Wang Lihong's experience as a mistress for many years told her that no matter what kind of personality a man has, he always feels that he has the ability to balance the relationship between his wife at home and the woman outside, ensuring that the red flag at home does not fall, and letting the colorful flags outside fly.

As a mistress whose status is not as solid as that of a wife, you can be jealous and act like a spoiled child appropriately to make the man feel that you have him in your heart, and at the same time, you have to show your tolerant and generous side to make the man feel that being with you will not cause much trouble.

Wang Lihong used to do this. She always called Jiang Shujuan "Sister Shujuan" in front of Song Bo, making him feel that she respected Jiang Shujuan very much and would not force him to divorce and give her a name instead.

But today was different. Song Bo was still angry and could not bear to hear Jiang Shujuan's name at all.

If it were not for the orders that Wang Fugui gave to the factory, he would have divorced her when that woman made a move.

Now Song Bo has finally understood that none of the people in the Yan family are good. They used to be close to him, but in the end, Jiang Shujuan beat him, and they just covered up the matter lightly, without saying anything to blame Jiang Shujuan, and instead forced him, the victim, to forgive Jiang Shujuan.

The selfish Song Bo had long forgotten the reaction of the people in the Yan family when Jiang Shujuan was beaten by him. He only felt that he had suffered a great injustice and that none of the Yan family members were good.

"Don't mention her to me, that woman, that woman, humph!"

Song Bo waved Wang Lihong's hand away and rushed to the bedroom angrily. Wang Lihong, who was thrown off her hand and fell on the sofa, looked at Song Bo's strange reaction with a strange look in her eyes.

Could it be that Song Bo's injury was related to Jiang Shujuan?

Wang Lihong couldn't believe her own guess. Where did Jiang Shujuan, that woman, get such courage?

She suppressed her doubts and planned to wait until Song Bo's anger subsided, and then ask around. If her guess was correct, the remaining 400,000 promised by the mysterious man might be obtained soon.

*****

"Ah Chu, today mom and your dad have made an appointment to go to the temple with your aunt and others to pay homage. You can make some for yourself for lunch today."

Jiang Shufen is in a good mood today, because it is rare that she and her husband do not have classes today, so they can finally get away from those weird classes and take a breather.

"Your aunt is not at home either. She and your uncle haven't reconciled yet. I'm wondering if she's guilty of Tai Sui. I'll take her to the temple to eliminate her bad luck, and then ask her for a magic weapon consecrated by a master. "

Jiang Shufen is a very superstitious woman. This can be seen from the fact that in her previous life, she drank the talisman gray water for her granddaughter who was waiting for food, and begged the granddaughter to bring her a grandson. Every time the family had any minor illness or pain , or if something goes wrong, Jiang Shufen will go to the temple.

If the problem was solved, she would feel that it was because of her praying to God and Buddha. If the problem was not solved, she just felt that she was not sincere enough. She never felt that her current behavior was ignorant and useless.

"Wait, parents, come sit here."

Yan Chu was sitting on the sofa. He had already changed into a suit because he had to go to the company later. His neatly combed hair and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses made him look extremely serious. Not easy to get close to.

Jiang Shufen and Yan Yanjun were used to their son dressing up like this, but when faced with his increasingly fierce and oppressive aura, they simply couldn't treat their son like they did two years ago. Instead, they met those eyes with a kind of... Feeling of shortness of breath.

Looking at the two old men who had changed their clothes and shoes and were about to go out, Yan Chu pointed to the sofa next to him and asked them to sit down.

"A Chu, if you have anything to do, just tell me quickly. Mom and your aunt have made an appointment."

Jiang Shufen is very happy that her son has become successful. However, in the past two years, her son has changed so much that even except for his face, she can't see the similarity between this son and his former son, which makes her helpless. Mention the dignity of being an elder in front of this son.

"Then I'll tell you straight."

Yan Chu put down the report he was reading, crossed his legs, and leaned on the sofa in a comfortable and decent posture. His hands were intertwined to form an arch on his chest. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his expression was like that of the dean who was watching. Just like ignorant students.

"What do you think of your recent performance?"

Yan Chu's question made the two old men look at each other. Does his recent performance refer to his performance in those tutoring classes?

"Isn't that what it is?"

Yan Yanjun was not used to his son speaking to him in such a superior tone, but for his current son, he did not have the confidence to be an elder, so when faced with his son's questioning, he chose to answer vaguely.

"It's not like that, ha!"

Yan Chu chuckled, then sat up straight and leaned forward slightly. In this way, the pressure he exerted on Jiang Shufen and Yan Yanjun was even greater.

"Do you know how much I spent in total to sign up for these classes for you? Just like that, it's a light answer. Is your current attitude worthy of the money I spent on you?"

"That's enough, I am your father!"

Yan Yanjun felt that his son's accusations were really harsh. Are those classes what he wanted to learn? At his age, who of the same age around him was treated as a grandson by his son like him? Now that he can go to those classes on time to study, he already feels that It was aggrieved that his son was still training him like this, which made Yan Yanjun unable to bear it and exploded.

"That's right, Ah Chu, how could you talk to your dad and me like this."

Jiang Shufen was also quite dissatisfied. She didn't understand. Her family was already so rich, so why should she learn those things? Isn't it good to live like before?

She was used to the kind of life where she played mahjong, danced in the square, and chatted with three aunts and six wives. But what Yan Chu forced her to live was the kind of life experienced by high-end ladies. Such a huge The difference made it impossible for Jiang Shufen to adapt in a short period of time.

It can be said that from the bottom of her heart, Jiang Shufen cannot be the kind of dignified and decent woman who can easily tell the origin and grade of jewelry and the latest seasonal products of major luxury goods in conversation.

"I force you, isn't it for your sake?"

Yan Chu seemed to be dissatisfied. He stood up directly and looked down at the two dissatisfied old people.

"What are your current identities? Do you still think that you are the ordinary workers who earned less than 10,000 yuan, just enough for food and clothing? You are my Yan Chu's parents, and every move you make represents my face!"

He was a little excited, and his tone of voice could not help but strengthen: "Don't say you can't do it. There are parents in the same class as you, and my business friends' parents. The tutor said that they performed very well, and As for you, every day in class is like wandering in the sky. The teacher asks you some questions and you don’t know what to ask. Do you know how I felt when I heard those teachers say these words when they communicated with me in private? I was so ashamed that I wanted to dig a hole in the ground and burrow down. "

What was different from the excitement on the outside was the calmness in Yan Chu's heart. The words he said at this moment were just a slight modification of the reprimand the couple had given to the original body.

When the original person was very young, he attended various cram schools under the arrangement of his parents, but without exception, as long as he was not number one, he would always be ruthlessly criticized by his parents.

In this family, there is no such thing as encouragement. For Yan Yanjun's parents, this son is their great work, the carrier of their unrealized dreams. He must be the best, otherwise, he is imperfect.

For them, scolding children like this is a very common thing, but I don't know if they will still think that these words are reasonable when they experience this themselves.

"Say it to me again, I am embarrassing you, who am I embarrassing you? If your mother and I hadn't given birth to you and raised you, you wouldn't be here now."

Yan Yanjun was so angry that he was shaking. Is this what a son should say to his father?

What made him even more angry was that in his son's heart, he and his wife were unqualified and shameful. This made Yan Yanjun, who always thought he was the pillar of the family and the authority of the family, seriously frustrated.

"Here you go again, you always like to say such things, but does my current success have anything to do with you? Everything I have now is the result of my own hard work. If I had listened to you, I would still be someone else's grandson."

Yan Chu's expression was disapproving: "Besides, is there anything wrong with what I said? I just want you to be excellent, but you just like to indulge in depravity. Do you know that everything you enjoy now is something that others can't even ask for."

"Ah Chu, apologize to your father."

Jiang Shufen supported her husband, looking at the son in front of her with red eyes who criticized them without respect.

"I'm not wrong."

How could Yan Chu apologize? "I remember that when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, I scored 99 points in math, which was the highest score in the class. But instead of praising me, you blamed me for losing that one point. You told me that in today's fiercely competitive world, a one-point difference might make me miss out on those high-quality middle schools. For this reason, you canceled the originally agreed summer vacation trip and enrolled me in an Olympiad tutoring class to improve my math grades. You see, you have always been so strict in educating me, but how come you are so relaxed when facing yourselves?"

"Today I specially invited a etiquette teacher to come to I'm here to give you one-on-one tutoring. I've just called the teacher. Cancel your travel plans today. When the teacher says you've passed, I'll naturally give you time to play around. Let alone go to nearby temples, even if you want to go to foreign temples, I won't stop you. "

Yan Chu looked down at the time on his watch: "Okay, it's getting late, I'll go to the company first, the teacher will be here in half an hour, I've already paid, 5,000 yuan an hour, if you don't mind the money, go, anyway, it's your own choice to degenerate, I won't care about you anymore in the future. "

After that, Yan Chu straightened his collar, picked up his briefcase, opened the door and left.

"Rebellious son, rebellious son!"

Yan Yanjun kept panting, repeating this sentence over and over again in his mouth. Jiang Shufen, who was beside him, helped him to calm down, but she felt equally bad.

Since this son came back with success, he has not been close to his parents. As the child's biological mother, Jiang Shufen is more sensitive to this subtle difference than anyone else, but she knows that no one will believe these words. After all, in the eyes of the outside world, Yan Chu is a filial child.

He bought them a big house, and bought them countless expensive clothes and jewelry. Now any underwear Jiang Shufen wears is close to four figures, and she has no shortage of jewelry worth six or seven figures. For most people, such material enjoyment represents the degree of filial piety of the child to them.

Jiang Shufen also comforted herself in this way before, so she endured it when her son signed up for so many classes for her, but now facing her son's sudden outburst, she couldn't comfort herself. This son, I'm afraid, has completely left them in the two years he was away.

But why? Jiang Shufen asked herself, she valued this only son more than anyone else, and everything she did was for his good. Why did the child hide such a deep resentment towards them?

Jiang Shufen recalled the look in her son's eyes when he left, and she was a little scared. She had a premonition that if she didn't listen to her son and stay to tutor him this time, she was afraid that her son would really not care about them anymore.

"Yanjun, why don't we call my eldest sister and tell her that we have something to do at home and won't go to the temple."

Jiang Shufen's voice was a little dry. She didn't dare to use her son as a bet. As a woman with traditional and pedantic ideas, her son was more important than her husband. For Jiang Shufen, if her son didn't want her, her second half of life would be ruined.

"Humph!"

Yan Yanjun snorted coldly, but did not reject Jiang Shufen's proposal.

Like Jiang Shufen, he could see the changes in his son. Similarly, Yan Yanjun, who regarded his son as a lamp of incense, didn't dare to really go against this tough son, because he understood that his son's wings were really hard. If he said he didn't care about them, it was very likely that he would never pay attention to them again.

"Yanjun, do you think Ah Chu is still thinking about the incident two years ago?"

Jiang Shufen thought that she couldn't always treat her son as an enemy. She had to find out why her son was resentful of them. After thinking about it, she felt that all this might have a great relationship with the reason why her son ran away from home.

"A man should have a wife. Is it because of a woman that he treats his parents who care about him wholeheartedly like this?" Yan Yanjun said with a grim face.

"Or, let's call that little girl back?"

Jiang Shufen asked tentatively. She opposed her son being with that girl before because she felt that the girl didn't help her son. But now it seems that her son is capable and doesn't need help from his wife. In this way, the obstacles he once faced with that girl no longer exist.

"It's been two years. Can you still guarantee that the girl is not married and has no boyfriend?"

Yan Yanjun didn't like his wife's idea: "Besides, I think our son's resentment towards us is more than just a little bit."

He shook his head, thinking about what his son said before, and his heart sank.

Their son complained that they were too strict with him before, but they did it for his own good. Did he resent them for this?

Yan Yanjun felt a little disappointed, but at the same time, he felt guilty when he recalled the pain of attending classes these days.

Since this day, the relatives of the Yan family have sensitively noticed that Yan Yanjun and his wife seem to be less and less willing to go out. Every time they make an appointment with them, it is either because they have something at home or they are not in the mood. This makes those relatives and friends somewhat disappointed, and gradually, they do not take the initiative to contact them.

But how could they know that the couple who lived a rich and free life in their hearts were experiencing the same strict tutoring as college entrance examination candidates, and they were suffering.

******

"I haven't seen you wear this ring before?"

Song Bo sat in the office and asked Wang Lihong who came in to deliver the report.

These days, he has not been home. He either lives in the factory or in Wang Lihong's place. The relationship between the two has become much closer because of this. It is really a bit emotionally entangled, not just a simple physical relationship as before.

"It looks nice, isn't it? It was given to me by my cousin from my mother's side. Not only do I have it, but my mother, my second aunt, my third aunt, and several cousins ​​also have it." Wang Lihong showed off the gold ring on her hand and smiled proudly.

"By the way, Brother Bo, I haven't told you yet, my cousin has been away for five years and has made a fortune."

She walked around the desk and came close to Song Bo, saying mysteriously.

"Oh?" Song Bo was really interested in Wang Lihong's cousin. If he remembered correctly, her cousin seemed to be a gambler. More than ten years ago, he lost the family's old house and ran away with a lot of debts. The person who was supposed to marry him aborted the baby in her belly and disappeared without a trace with the gift. Only her uncle's family was left, facing the black society who collected high-interest loans, and their lives were miserable.

"That's him. My cousin has returned home in glory this time. Not only did he pay off all his previous debts, he also took out 500,000 yuan to rebuild a house for his family. The car he drove back home was a Mercedes-Benz, which is said to be worth 500,000 or 600,000 yuan."

Speaking of her promising cousin, Wang Lihong's face was shining: "And Brother Bo, guess what my cousin is doing? Mechanical parts processing, it is said that he relies on several large factories. Every month, the net profit is 300,000 or 400,000 yuan just for processing parts for those large factories. It's also because his factory is not big enough, otherwise he would make more money."

Mechanical parts processing is the main project of Song Bo's small factory, but he doesn't make as much money as Wang Lihong's cousin. A net profit of 200,000 or 300,000 yuan per year is very good. Therefore, after hearing what Wang Lihong said, Song Bo's restless heart began to move.

"Is your cousin really that capable?" Song Bo was still a little skeptical, after all, there are many scammers now.

"How can it be fake? This is real gold and silver. It can't fool anyone." Wang Lihong showed off the gold ring on her hand and said it with certainty.

"Lihong, let's treat your cousin to a meal some other day. After all, he hasn't been back for more than ten years. As his cousin, you have to treat him well."

Song Bo didn't think Wang Lihong would deceive him. Besides, he was not stupid. He could test the man in the next meeting.

At this time, Song Bo was already angry with the Yan family. If Wang Lihong's cousin was really reliable, he would no longer be a grandson of the Yan family if he got in touch with that line.

And Jiang Shujuan, that woman, he wanted her to kneel down like a pug and beg for his forgiveness after he became rich.