MTL - Mr. Fu’s Wife Reincarnated-Chapter 328 329: Mengyao

   Chapter 328 329: Mengyao

  When Jiang Yi returned to the villa at night, she thought Mengyao would be resting.

   I didn't expect that she was sitting on the sofa with a computer in her home clothes and browsing something.

   A little surprised.

   "Divorced?"

   "Fixed?"

  The two spoke in unison.

  Mengyao asked more straightforwardly.

   And Jiang Yi probably knew that Mengyao had a hidden reluctance in her heart, so when she asked, she was a little cautious.

  It is very different from Mengyao's straightforwardness.

   "I thought the process would be very long, but in fact, it's just going to lie down for ten minutes."

  She spoke indifferently, as if she was not the one lying on the operating table today.

   But an insignificant person, as if I went to the hospital today not to end a small life.

   Instead, it was so simple to drink a glass of water and go to the toilet.

  Jiang Yi took off the coat in his hand and put it on the sofa: "Have you eaten tonight?"

  Jiang Yi went to the kitchen while talking, looking at the posture that she wanted to cook for Mengyao.

   "Just waiting for you to come back," Mengyao put down the computer in her hand and went to the kitchen.

   Bend over and brought out the finished meal from the oven: "I don't know when you came back and put it in to keep warm. Maybe the taste is not that good, but it shouldn't have much effect."

   "Can you cook?" Jiang Yi was surprised.

  Mengyao took out the bowls and chopsticks, and smiled: "What's so curious? I started cooking when I was seven years old. How many people from small villages can't cook? Especially girls."

  The speaker has no intention, but the listener may not have the same intention.

  When she first came to this city, Mengyao still hid her identity from the countryside, but as time went by, she admitted her identity from the countryside generously.

   There's nothing shameful about it, she can't change her origin.

  After the death of parents and relatives.

  She no longer cares about whether she came from the countryside.

"However, your mother bought the food. She came in and pulled two cars. Jiang Chuan drove a Land Rover, and the trunk was full of fruits, vegetables and some ready-to-eat things. Jiang drove a car full of household items. Supplies, toothbrush and laundry detergent are all ready for you."

   "The three of them were busy all afternoon before finishing these things."

  The situation last night was very complicated. The old man brought people to the door, including Yi Tian and Jiang Chuan. Before she figured out what was going on, Yi Tian brought Jiang Ze and Jiang Chuan to bring things to her.

   Probably seeing Jiang Yi's silence, Meng Yao brought a bowl of minced meat soup to her: "Don't think about it, there are some things that you can't figure out right now."

   "The divorce is going well? Can Fu Xiting agree to divorce you?"

  Jiang Yi scooped up the soup with a spoon, and responded casually: "If you don't agree, you have to leave."

   "Knowing that I am in a whirlpool, I am not panicking at all. Can I understand that you and Fu Xiting already have countermeasures."

  Meng Yao smiled and looked at Jiang Yi, as if waiting for her to answer this question.

   "Tell me about you! I'm curious, how did you convince yourself to give up a man you've loved for 8 years."

   "The story is quite long," Meng Yao didn't seem to want to hide it.

  Jiang Yi took a sip of the soup, took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the dining chair: "Tonight is still very long."

   "The all-night talk between two frustrated women?" Meng Yao asked with a smile.

   "Life! If you are happy every moment, then it is not life."

Mengyao went to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine: "Your parents didn't bring it. I heard that Director Fu never drinks domestic red wine. If this wine is not left by the previous owner, it is given by someone else. You If you don’t dislike it, you can order it.”

   "It's good to celebrate my divorce," Jiang Yi said, picking up the red wine that Mengyao handed over, and was about to open it.

   "Take a photo of Dong Fu? Tell him that his ex-wife is celebrating the divorce with his wine."

  Jiang Yi paused when he opened the bottle.

  Fu Xiting has been in a fit of rage these days. If he knows that he is drinking red wine to celebrate the divorce at this time, why don't he rush over and take his own skin?

  But in front of Mengyao, she still remained indifferent: "You shoot, maybe Fu Dong will clink glasses with me in the air or something."

   Mengyao handed over the cup in her hand, Jiang Yi glanced at her: "Just leave."

   "I see that you have been drinking traditional Chinese medicine again recently, aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Yi poured herself a glass of wine, and when the sound of rushing water sounded, her words also followed: "The most I can do is that the Chinese medicine I drank has no effect, and you may die. You can die, but you can't die in the I'm here."

  Jiang Yi's crisp words interrupted Meng Yao's words.

   "Have you ever been to Ganzhou?" Meng Yao asked Jiang Yi.

   "Been there."

"It takes thirty-seven hours to travel from my hometown to Ganzhou by train. There is no bus or public transportation. It takes seven hours to walk from the place where I was born to the nearest place to take a township bus and climb four mountains. "

   "I never went out of the mountains until I was fifteen."

"When I was 15 years old, the nine-year compulsory education ended, and I was admitted to the high school in the town with the first place. After many years, I still remember that I went home with the admission notice and saw the kindness of my family. Embarrassed eyes, the reason for embarrassment is because I have no money. I knew from a young age that my family is not rich, and our whole village is like this. Everyone can only struggle on the line of food and clothing. On August 13th of that year, On rainy days, rainstorms in the Northwest are rare. The adobe houses are full of mud and water. I got up at six o'clock in the morning, wearing a pair of leaky boots, and holding an umbrella that would be blown away by the wind anytime, anywhere. Ling went to school, and when the teacher told me the grades, I wasn't happy, and I didn't dare to be happy."

"In my impression, all the girls in that village, after receiving 9 years of compulsory education, will choose to work for a few years to earn money, marry, and have children. They live such an ordinary and ordinary life. Before I was 18 years old, I always thought that my life would be like this, but when I got the admission notice, I felt unreconciled. If I was the second place, I would not be so unwilling, but I It's number one!"

"That afternoon, I went home to tell my family the news. I watched my parents, grandparents and elder brother were silent. The powerless silence made me feel like a knife. They sat in the room with their heads bowed. The appearance of not speaking seems to be forcing me to bow to fate. They asked me, can I not read, I dare not say anything to refute, I have to be too sensible, so I am ashamed to open my mouth to embarrass my parents, so - I also fell silent .”

  "It was only after many years that I recalled that my silence was also persecuting them."

   "When it was getting dark, they sat in the house, and I sat under the eaves, listening to them calculate how much the family's livestock could sell for."

   "It's still not neat to make it together."

   This night, Jiang Yi opened the wine because he thought it would be an ordinary night for two women to complain to each other. He wanted to sip red wine and chat, and spend this beautiful night perfectly.

  But when Mengyao told her story in an unremarkable tone, she knew that she couldn't drink this wine anymore.

"This night, I probably used up all the luck and courage in my life. In the middle of the night, I climbed four mountains alone, walked nearly a hundred miles to the town, and stood at the gate of the high school I was thinking of. Trying to find a teacher for help."

"Maybe I was lucky. That day, I met a gorgeously dressed woman. She was very kind. At that time, I looked at her with envy in my eyes. It turns out that there are really people who can have skin like creamy fat. I told her my story." Suffering, I begged her to help me, that lady seemed to be wary of people in the backcountry, she looked at me pitifully, but she didn’t want to be deceived, so she took me to the police station to check my situation.”

  “During the two hours I sat in the police station, I felt ashamed several times and wanted to find a gap to sneak in.”

"Until the little boy next to the lady pointed to my cramped toes and told her mother that my shoes were broken, my self-esteem suddenly collapsed, and I rushed out of the police station like crazy, not daring to stay there any longer one second."

  Jiang Yi was silent for a moment, suppressed the throbbing in her heart, and asked her with restraint: "Is that lady Si Bai's mother?"

   She nodded.

  Jiang Yi asked again: "The boy is Sihan."

   She nodded again.

   followed by:

   "Sometimes I think, if I hadn't rushed up to stop them that day. Would my fate in this life be very different? Would I live an ordinary life, marry and have children, and face the death of my parents."

   "But life seems to never give us another chance to do it again."

   "I envy you very much. How many good deeds did you do in your previous life, so that you will have the chance to start over in this life?"

Mengyao leaned on the chair, her eyes were slightly red, and she sighed: "Later, I went to high school and college with the support of that lady. During the years in college, I worked crazily and got scholarships crazily. When I graduated from senior year, I saved money. According to the address that the lady gave me, I wanted to return the money to her. On that day, I put on my most expensive dress, cleaned myself up, and brought a hundred thousand dollars with me. I went to find her with 100 yuan. What I carried in my backpack was not money, but my dignity over the years. But I never expected that the day I went, the Si family was confiscated and Si Bai's parents passed away one after another. When I heard the news, I sat at the gate of Si's house and cried for a long, long time."

   "Later, Si Bo wanted to make a comeback, and I became his first employee. The hardships I suffered in those years were more than those in the mountains."

"In 2003, Si Bo earned the first pot of gold to set up a company. My grandfather fell down the mountain and stayed in bed for a long time until he passed away. I didn't go back. In 2005, Si Bo launched an overseas flight. His hometown caught fire, and his grandmother and mother died in the sea of ​​flames one after another. I accompanied the drinking at the wine table to the hospital, but I still missed the first time, it was my father in 2007, and my brother-in-law’s family in 2008.”

  Jiang Yi took a sip from his glass.

what you want to say.

  I saw Mengyao rubbing her stomach: "Eight years, seven lives, it should be enough to pay back her mother."

  Jiang Yi lowered her head slightly and licked her lips. Suddenly, she wanted to smoke, so she shouted Qian Xingzhi, and went to the door while shouting.

  But he saw Qian Xingzhi standing at the door, his face was low and his brows were tightly furrowed, obviously he had heard what he said just now.

"cigarette."

  Qian Xingzhi threw all Fu Xiting's warnings to him out of the blue.

  He took out the cigarette in his pocket and handed it to Jiang Yi, and when he handed it over, he smoked one himself.

   It's not just Jiang Yi, he also wants to smoke.

  Mengyao's story—it's frustrating.

  Jiang Yi sat back in front of Mengyao with a cigarette between her arms.

  She wanted to speak, but found that all the words at this moment were very pale

   Pale and unable to describe the shock in his heart.

  A girl who struggled from the bitter cold of the arctic was expected to welcome a better life, but not.

  If other people's life is full of twists and turns, then Mengyao's life is full of twists and turns.

  It's too uncomfortable.

  Knowing that it is reality but unable to struggle.

"I have traveled a long way and suffered a lot. When I come to this city, I can still overcome the suffering of the queen, but the dignity of the front is extremely fragile. Common things, every turning point in life seems so involuntary, and fate has no pity for me."

   "Why?" Jiang Yi asked such a sentence after a long silence.

  She looked at Mengyao: "Why did you stay until now?"

   "Not reconciled."

"Even if I stand where I am now, even if I have the life I have today, even if I am no longer poor and miserable, but this is all appearance, deep down I am still the child from the depths of the mountain, because I am not willing to be driven I stand in this city."

   "Similarly, because of my unwillingness, I paid a heavy price."

   After smoking a cigarette, Jiang Yi couldn't find the right words to respond to Mengyao's monologue-like statement.

  She finished her life with calm and unwavering words.

  In her short words, Jiang Yi developed imagination and pictures in her mind around each word and punctuation mark of that sentence.

   Pain.

   It's not my own business, it's my own pain.

   Obviously this story is not her own, but Jiang Yi sounds extremely suffocated.

  The feeling of suffocation made it difficult for her to breathe.

   She took a puff of smoke, choking her so much that she coughed.

   Mengyao poured a glass of water and handed it to her. She was about to pick it up when the phone rang. She glanced at the number on the screen and cut it off decisively.

   "If I give you a chance——."

   "I will still make the original choice."

   "How can I use the current me to make choices for the me at the time? This is too cruel. If there is such a chance, I will not use it on myself, but to save my family."

   This night, one o'clock in the morning.

   Neither Jiang Yi nor Mengyao took a break.

  One just got divorced and the other just had a miscarriage. The two sat in the dining room, silent for a long time.

  It was so long that Mengyao calmed down her emotions, raised a cup and toasted Jiang Yi: "I envy you very much."

   "Envious of me being able to do it all over again?"

  Jiang Yi bowed her head, pulling her hair with her fingertips in response to Mengyao.

   "I'm envious that you can still meet a responsible man after you come back."

  The playful smile on Jiang Yi's lips stopped abruptly, and she looked at Mengyao: "What's the difference?"

   "The difference is that Fu Xiting will not let you suffer with him, but Si Bai will."

  (end of this chapter)