AWB Chapter 88 My Mom Was a Literary Master in the 1990s
Chapter 88 My Mom Was a Literary Master in the 1990s
"Come in quickly, Mom has been waiting for this day for a long time. Come in and talk, there are too many people talking outside."
Si's mother took the things from Si Yan's hands with one hand and pulled her into the house with the other.
She didn't forget to call out to Gu Xiuyuan.
"Xiuyuan, I am your maternal grandmother. When you come to my maternal grandmother's house, please make yourself at home. You sit on the sofa with your mother for a while, and I will wash some fruit for you."
Mrs. Si happily patted Gu Xiuyuan's hair, feeling incredibly pleased with herself.
Then he turned and went to the kitchen, washed a bunch of fruit, and cut up apples that weren't good to eat whole before serving them.
"Come, come, Xiuyuan, have a taste. These are apples your aunt brought back from Xinjiang. They're especially sweet."
"Yes, thank you, Grandma."
Gu Xiuyuan smiled shyly, picked up a piece of apple and ate it.
"Hmm, Mom, you should try it, it's quite sweet."
Gu Xiuyuan casually handed Si Yan a piece of apple.
"Yan Yan, your father has told me about your situation. You're not leaving again this time you're back, are you?"
Si's mother held Si Yan's hand, her words earnest.
“Your parents still have some money. Your brother and sister know you want to buy a house in Huashi, so they've prepared a gift for you. Don't worry, we'll take care of everything now that you're back.”
As soon as Si's mother finished speaking, seeing that Si Yan was about to refuse, she hurriedly added something else.
"Yan Yan, don't rush to refuse. Mom knows you earn money from writing, but what we're giving is our heartfelt intentions. Just like today you brought so many gifts for Mom, and Mom accepted them all, didn't she?"
Si Yan nodded gently, her eyes slightly red, feeling a dull ache in her heart for some reason.
After finishing her speech, Mrs. Si looked at Gu Xiuyuan again.
"Xiuyuan, your maternal grandfather has already found a school for you, Huashi No. 1 Middle School. By the way, your uncle also teaches there. Ask him to take good care of you."
Gu Xiuyuan smiled awkwardly, deciding to let bygones be bygones for things like his grandmother and uncle's favors.
Then, as if she had thought of something, Mrs. Si got up and went straight to the landline.
"Yan Yan, look at your mother's memory, I haven't told your father and your brother and sister yet."
"Beep... Hey Cheng Lin, Yan Yan is back, she's home now. Okay, I know. Then please inform Si Lu and Si Lin."
After the phone call ended with a snap, Si's mother quickly went to Si Yan's side.
"Yan Yan, your dad said he'll take leave and come back soon. He'll also let your brother and sister know."
“Perfect timing. Mom bought groceries this morning. You sit with Xiuyuan for a while, and Mom will make you your favorite boiled beef.”
After saying that, Mrs. Si turned and went to the kitchen, humming a song as she chopped vegetables. She was incredibly happy.
Gu Xiuyuan, standing to the side, looked completely bewildered.
"Mom, don't you not eat spicy food?"
“Who said Mom doesn’t eat spicy food? She just used to eat milder food to cater to your tastes. But Mom is from Huashi and has always been able to eat spicy food.”
"Mom, I think Grandpa and Grandma are both great, I like them."
Gu Xiuyuan smiled mischievously. Upon seeing his grandmother, the anxiety in his heart vanished instantly.
Si Yan and her family had a warm family atmosphere, but Gu Xiuyuan's father, who was also Si Yan's ex-husband, was in a terrible situation.
"Feng Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you? The baby has soiled his pants, didn't you see?"
As Gu Cheng spoke, he hurriedly changed the child's pants.
But Feng Jiaojiao can't care about that now. Her wealthy life is about to end, so how can she care about her child?
"Gu Cheng, you still haven't replied to me. What's going on with your company? I went to the front desk and they told me that your company moved a long time ago and everyone left."
After hearing this, Gu Cheng paused for a moment, then pretended to be nonchalant and continued putting on the child's pants.
"It's nothing, we've just moved to a different place. Don't worry, I won't cut off your food, clothing, or other necessities."
Feng Jiaojiao's expression remained unchanged, and thinking of the information she had gathered, she couldn't help but speak again.
"Gu Cheng, don't lie to me. Liu Quan told me that your company has gone bankrupt and you still owe a debt, right?"
Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Gu Cheng had no choice but to confess.
"Jiaojiao, this was an accident. Just when I was short of funds, a major client suddenly cancelled an order, and the company's cash flow dried up. I had no choice but to close the company. But don't worry, once I win back the major client, I can make a comeback. You can trust me, okay?"
"Don't touch me."
Feng Jiaojiao pushed away Gu Cheng, who was trying to hug her, her eyes full of disgust.
"Gu Cheng, let me tell you, I, Feng Jiaojiao, married you to live a good life. I'm not your ex-wife, and I can't live a miserable life."
"To tell you the truth, my friend told me that your big client suddenly canceled his order because you offended someone, so stop dreaming, you're not going to make it."
As she spoke, Feng Jiaojiao took two agreements out of her bag.
"Look, you've been divorced before, so you should know the process better than I do. Let me make it clear first: the house and car are mine, and the children are yours."
Gu Cheng looked at Feng Jiaojiao with a pleading expression.
"Jiaojiao, don't go, please give me another chance."
Feng Jiaojiao gave a soft snort.
"Gu Cheng, since you haven't done your job, don't stop me from moving on to someone better."
"what?"
Gu Cheng's expression suddenly turned grim.
"Well, Feng Jiaojiao, I knew you'd changed so much. Turns out you've found your second spring."
Gu Cheng's eyes darted around, as if he remembered something, and he changed the subject and spoke again.
"Fine, I agree to a divorce, but we have to split the savings in half. It's not the money that's publicly known, it's in your own account. I know you have some money there. If you don't agree, I'll just keep going like this, neither of us will leave the other."
Feng Jiaojiao was so angry that she sneered.
"Gu Cheng, stop pretending. You're just as pragmatic when it comes to money. Fine, I agree, but I require you to sign as soon as possible and move out with the child within three days."
Gu Cheng nodded in agreement, knowing that with this money he still had hope of making a comeback.
Gu Cheng could never have imagined that he had become rich because of a single sentence from Si's father, and now he could return to the life he was meant to have just because of another sentence from Si's father.
Gu Cheng's pain is none of Si Yan's business; Gu Xiuyuan's current worry is what to do about being surrounded by gifts.
My maternal grandfather, uncle, and aunt each bought me a lot of things, and the sofa around which I sat was filled with them.
So receiving too many gifts can be a nuisance!
Seeing Gu Xiuyuan's troubled expression, unsure which gift box to open, made the Si family burst into laughter.
But Chen, the editor-in-chief of the Huashi Evening News, who was far away in Taipei, couldn't laugh.
"Cousin, what's going on? Didn't you say you threw Si Yan's manuscript in the trash? How come her name is still on the list of those who advanced?"
Looking at the names appearing on the advancement list, Editor-in-Chief Chen's eyes turned red with anger.