Switched Marriage: The Coddled Little Wife-Chapter 274: The Weak Dwell on Dilemmas, the Strong Resolve Mistakes

Chapter 274: Chapter 274: The Weak Dwell on Dilemmas, the Strong Resolve Mistakes

"Mr. Lin, I am extremely sorry about the matter with Tian Jinzhu," after much hesitation, Jia Liang finally expressed his stance.

Lin Chuxia nodded, "I know."

"No, Mr. Lin, it was my negligence. I didn’t think things through and was used by others. I let Mr. Lin down. I really didn’t expect him to deceive me. When Houzi and I retired, he wasn’t with us. I never complained; after all, with our backgrounds, quitting that life, we might not even have been able to scrape a living. This time when he came to find me, I was actually happy, but I didn’t expect..."

There’s nothing more painful than being betrayed by a trusted brother.

Moreover, this incident also nearly implicated the company.

"Actually, I’ve had my suspicions about Tian Jinzhu for a while now. Knowing what kind of person he is, we’ve known him long enough to understand. He’s different from Houzi, never listens to anyone. When Houzi and I retired, he looked down on us. Houzi kindly tried to persuade him and even got scolded by him. Even so, when he came to me, I still chose to trust him, because he was a brother, and I wanted to see him change."

Jia Liang never thought of himself as a kind-hearted person, but towards his brothers, he thought highly of his influence—even felt he could reform them.

He was really foolish.

Lin Chuxia patted his shoulder, "This isn’t your fault, but you shouldn’t hold grudges without learning from them. Take this as a lesson, and it also helped you see a person clearly."

"Mr. Lin, rest assured, next time I will not act so impulsively out of loyalty. I will work hard and make the bun shop in the city as popular as ours in Ancheng County."

Jia Liang clenched his fist; he must not let down Mr. Lin’s trust.

"I believe in your capability," Lin Chuxia looked at him, "Jia Liang, I’ve always had high hopes for you. Although you can’t be said to be completely blameless this time, decisive handling could have kept the incident from affecting us. That’s what showcases one’s capabilities. Only the weak dwell on problems, while the strong correct them."

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The opening day of the bun shop in the city might not have been as grand as the opening day of Xiyang Food Factory, but it was still very lively and festive.

Lin Chuxia knew that Hou Xiaobao had asked for time off along with Su Wensong to attend the opening ceremony of the bun shop; he simply had them use the factory’s 121 car, turning a private affair into official business.

For a new store’s opening, having an experienced person in the kitchen is essential, and Lin Chuxia planned to have Zhang Guilan stationed there for a while.

It worked out that they would go together, so Hou Xiaobao drove them both.

Zhang Guilan, now experienced through involvement in prior events, was in charge of the back of the bun shop.

The ingredients were already prepared; kneading dough, preparing meat fillings, and chopping vegetables, the kitchen staff worked efficiently under her direction, and soon, the steamer trays filled with buns were on the stove.

As firecrackers sounded outside, her buns were just coming out of the steamer.

Lin Chuxia attended the opening ceremony, not intending to steal the spotlight but rather acting as a behind-the-scenes owner, leaving the limelight to Jia Liang.

Jia Liang was dressed appropriately in a white shirt and black trousers today.

He probably thought his bald head was unsightly and wore a chef’s cap, standing at the entrance of the bun shop speaking courteously.

With this image, where was the trace of his past as a gang leader?

Lin Chuxia stood in the crowd, smiling broadly, and turned to see Old Mrs. Jia not far from Hou Xiaobao.

Old Mrs. Jia had been looking forward to this day. If she had been in An City earlier, she probably wouldn’t have been able to come and see.

Now she and her son lived in the city, her son renting two rooms not far from the bun shop in the alley.

Though it wasn’t as spacious as their old home, being with her son and seeing him accomplish something was comforting.

Now, seeing her son dressed so neatly and speaking with such precision, Old Mrs. Jia was tearful.

"Houzi, pinch your aunt a little, just like this, pinch hard."

She lifted her arm in front of Hou Xiaobao.

Hou Xiaobao looked confused, "Auntie, what are you doing? If I pinch you, Brother Liang won’t let me off."

"It’s okay, just pinch, I won’t tell him. I just want to know if this is all a dream."

Over the past decades, whenever she couldn’t sleep at night, she fantasized about her son getting back on the right track.

Whether working odd jobs or doing hard labor, as long as he wasn’t mingling with unsavory people getting into trouble, Old Mrs. Jia felt she could endure anything in her life.

But from dusk till dawn, her son continued to do as he pleased, even getting annoyed with her nagging, sometimes not coming home for days.

Then suddenly one day, her wish came true. Not only had her son straightened out, but he had also become a big boss. Old Mrs. Jia feared it was all a dream, that she might wake up to darkness, with nothing left.

Hou Xiaobao, having always lived with the Jia family, knew exactly what Old Mrs. Jia was thinking.

He took her hand and squeezed it firmly, "Auntie, this isn’t a dream. My Brother Liang is doing well now. Mr. Lin has made him the manager; now the whole bun shop listens to him. Look how imposing Brother Liang is today?"

Feeling the strength in his hand, Old Mrs. Jia’s tears shimmered, but feeling it unlucky to cry on such a joyful day, she quickly wiped her eyes with her sleeve.

"Imposing, indeed imposing, your Brother Liang is imposing, and Houzi, you driving a car is also imposing."

"Yes, auntie, we won’t go back to those old ways anymore. Now that we’re following Mr. Lin, we’ve got prospects. You just stay close to Brother Liang and enjoy life comfortably. Don’t worry about the house anymore. Look at how capable Brother Liang is now; it won’t be long before he can buy you a big house."

Old Mrs. Jia shook her head, tears still in her eyes but her face smiling, "I’m just waiting to enjoy your blessings and to live in a big house."

Actually, since her second day in the city, she stopped fretting over the house.

As long as her son was on the right path, let alone making her live in a small house, she would even be happy living under a bridge.

When the day comes that she closes her eyes in death, she can proudly say that she raised her son well, that their son became worthwhile.

Even if her husband was upset about the house, ready to scold her, she could stand tall and proudly say that she sold the house to support her son’s career, for the glory of their Old Jia Family.

Her son now truly brought glory to their Old Jia Family.

Lin Chuxia repeatedly emphasized that the opening of the bun shop had to be lively.

In this era, without the widespread internet or pervasive advertising, only a lively opening scene, unique and memorable, would make people remember and even spread the word.