Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 57 - 054 Killing Two Birds with One Stone

Chapter 57: Chapter 054: Killing Two Birds with One Stone

Chapter 57 -054: Killing Two Birds with One Stone

Song Xiwen’s memories were abruptly cut off the moment the door to the private room was pushed open.

Her consciousness snapped back, she shivered violently and then mechanically picked up the teapot on the table to pour herself a cup of tea, which she drank in one gulp.

Song Jiawen watched her, unblinking.

Zhou Youming sensed that the atmosphere in the private room was a bit off, he glanced at his wife and then at his sister-in-law, had they just had an argument?

If they could have an argument, Zhou Youming actually thought it wouldn’t be a bad thing, considering the sister-in-law’s character was too aloof, she wouldn’t say a word to you when unhappy.

Song Jiawen did not look at Zhou Youming, but she knew that in front of this brother-in-law, her good sister would certainly not let a single word slip out.

In fact, from the beginning until now, Song Xiwen hadn’t said a single useful word, but fortunately, her expressions and reactions had already said it all.

The secret seemed like it could break through the surface at any moment.

But Song Jiawen was exceptionally calm at the time, without any excitement or anger about revealing her identity, her mindset was as serene as an old sage who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.

After all, if she wasn’t Song Jiawen, but someone else with an unknown identity, it would be uncertain whether it was a good or bad thing.

On the way back to school, Haohao quickly fell asleep.

Without his childish chatter, the car was so quiet that each person’s breathing could be heard.

When they arrived at school, Song Jiawen got out of the car without a word, not even saying goodbye before she left.

“Did you two have a fight just now?”

Zhou Youming didn’t mind Song Jiawen’s attitude, after all, he truly treated her as his own sister.

Song Xiwen turned her head to look out the window, not wanting to say a word.

The development of events had long since spiraled out of her control, and she didn’t know how to handle it now.

Should she tell the truth? Or continue to conceal it?

……

Song Jiawen returned to school by eight o’clock, and evening self-study had not yet finished.

“Back so soon?”

Jiang Yan looked up from a pile of test papers and asked in surprise, “I thought your sister would invite you to stay at her place for the night. What happened? Giving up on the act?”

At the last three words, Song Jiawen’s steps faltered as she walked in.

“No, still pretending, I don’t know what’s the point of clinging on,” she said, her expression unusually gloomy, and her usually aloof face showed a hint of irritation.

Sensing something was amiss, Jiang Yan leaned in and asked quietly, “What happened?”

Song Jiawen gave him a sideways glance, leaned her body towards the wall and countered, “Didn’t you go play basketball again after school this afternoon?”

Playing basketball to vent some physical energy amid furious studying was a consistent habit of Jiang Yan.

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In fact, this habit was a good one, if he didn’t sweat.

And it wasn’t convenient to take a shower any time while boarding.

Jiang Yan knew she was put off by the sweaty smell on him, but that was more than an hour ago, does she have a dog’s nose to still be able to smell it?

He lifted his collar, lowered his head to sniff inside, and thought there was no smell at all!

Song Jiawen saw him doing this and pursed her lips, completely losing the desire to talk to him.

After the evening self-study session, before Song Jiawen had a chance to fetch water, Wang Xiaole and Zhu Jin had already hurriedly filled her thermos with hot water, and they even prepared three cups of instant noodles on the side.

They had dinner early, so if they didn’t eat something to tide them over after the evening self-study, they’d have no energy to study for another hour before lights out.

Song Jiawen usually didn’t study in the evening, but recently the difficulty level of the physics competition papers had increased, so she ended up joining them to solve a few problems, occasionally explaining some challenging questions they encountered.

Meng Qing had been behaving particularly well recently; after all, even though she didn’t join Song Jiawen and the others when they were discussing problems, her ears were always perked up. Several times, she learned how to solve questions she previously couldn’t just by listening in.

This made her view Song Jiawen more favorably, and she felt too embarrassed to make any more sarcastic comments.

Of course, faced with a three-against-one situation, she didn’t dare to.

The atmosphere in the dormitory was rather good. Zhu Jin peeled an orange and placed it to Song Jiawen’s left. The sweet and sour scent of the orange not only neutralized the strong smell of instant noodles in the dormitory but also calmed her irritable heart, bringing her a sense of tranquility and stability.

….

April 25th, the monthly prison visitation day.

Jiang Yan’s Uncle Jiang still wanted to squeeze some money out of Jiang Yan’s dad, so he was always very eager to visit.

This time he wanted to take Jiang Yan along, even though the boy had been using the excuse of a heavy study load to avoid visiting his dad for the past year. But Uncle Jiang believed whether he went or not, it was still his responsibility to call him.

He felt he had fulfilled his duty as an uncle by asking. As for Jiang Yan not going, that was the boy’s own business, unrelated to him, the uncle.

However, when he hurried to Jiang Yan’s school to fetch him, he was informed by the teachers that Jiang Yan had transferred and was no longer in Jianghai.

Uncle Jiang was stunned on the spot, but faced with the teacher’s peculiar gaze, he felt too embarrassed to inquire further and quickly left for home.

“What? He transferred to Yunzhou?”

Jiang Yan’s grandmother, Old Lady Jiang, was also surprised to hear this. She asked Uncle Jiang, “Who arranged his transfer? When did it happen?”

How would Uncle Jiang know? When he went to the school and claimed to be the uncle, the teachers looked at him strangely—they clearly thought, “Some uncle you are, not even knowing your nephew has transferred schools.”

It made him too self-conscious to ask any more questions.

However, guessing who arranged the transfer wasn’t difficult. Still, both mother and son acted a bit oddly. Uncle Jiang asked Old Lady Jiang, “Mom, didn’t you say before that Jiang Yan’s mom didn’t want to take care of him? When it came to school fees, she was reluctant to give them. So why did she go out of her way to transfer him to a school in the countryside?”

Old Lady Jiang found this quite understandable, “No matter what, isn’t she his biological mother? When your big brother was around, she could neglect this son because Jiang Yan was closer to your brother than to his mother. But now that your brother is in trouble, you know how women are—soft-hearted. She probably couldn’t bear to see her own son suffering in the countryside. She just can’t get over that hurdle in her heart, so she took Jiang Yan to live with her. It’s very normal.”

Uncle Jiang thought about it, and that did seem to make sense. But…

“But when the two of them divorced, wasn’t it agreed that Jiang Yan would stay with my brother? She can’t just take him away like that, can she? Should I go and bring him back?”

“Bring him back my ass, are you stupid?”

Old Lady Jiang glared at her third son, frustrated by his lack of understanding, “Your big brother got into trouble without any warning, leaving us without a penny and dumping a son on me to raise. Your dad and I are both so old; we can’t work the land and have no pension. How are we supposed to take care of him? Relying on you and your second brother? Go and ask your wife and your second sister-in-law. Will they agree?”

“Now that we’ve finally managed to shake off this burden, you want to bring him back? Is your brain filled with water?”

Logically, she had a point, but Jiang Yan was, after all, the eldest son and grandson of the Jiang Family.

Old Lady Jiang had plenty of grandsons, and she cared for the son of her third child more than she did for Jiang Yan, her eldest grandson.

But what her third son said also had merit, being the eldest son and grandson, after all, he must not be neglected.

“Let his mother take care of him for now, and once he graduates from college, you can go and bring him back. By then he’ll be working and able to support himself. He can also replace your big brother in taking care of us when we’re old. Killing two birds with one stone.”