When Jiang Wang sent Peng Jiahui out, he had a lot of things he wanted to ask his biological father, but all the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them.

If it wasn't for the car accident, he wouldn't have come to this place at all, and he would never have seen his biological parents again.

So in his concept, there has never been a family gathering together.

When it really happened, his emotions were completely blank, and he didn't even know whether to be sad or happy. Forty minutes passed by in a flash. Before he could recover from this powerful event, everything was over.

Peng Jiahui was still happy when he knocked on the door, but when he came out again, he was very worried. He hesitated to say anything, took two steps and stopped, and looked back at Jiang Wang's expression.

"Big brother," the middle-aged man found a brand new red envelope from his briefcase and handed it to Jiang Wang: "Here is half of my salary this year, as well as the year-end bonus, which add up to 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. money."

"You treat Xingxing really well, and I see it in my eyes, but his food and clothing, as well as his tuition fees, should have been paid by me."

When Peng Jiahui said this, he touched his head in embarrassment.

"As you know, I work in mechanical engineering. The payments are made every two or three quarters, and the fixed salary is usually not much."

"I didn't dare to tell you before, and I was afraid that you would think that I was talking empty words to fool people. I came to you today after I got it. I also told him about the child. Dad will definitely pay for the tuition and living expenses, so don't be under pressure. , just go to school happily."

Jiang Wang's thoughts were still stuck on the fact that his parents appeared at the same time.

"You must pick it up. The password is the date of birth of the child. I know that the money is relatively small. What about the school selection fee...I'm embarrassed to ask," Peng Jiahui gathered up his courage and said, "Actually, I have already followed up with my superiors. I am trying to transfer my post to Yuhan, but only if the projects this year and next year are over-completed, I can only be promoted."

"I originally said that I would buy a house in Hongcheng, but I didn't expect you to bring Xingxing to Yuhan to study. No matter how lucky you are, you are always thinking of giving him a share. I... I will work hard to buy a house in Yuhan, and I will delay you for another year or two. In the future, I can rent a house to accompany him, do you think it's okay?"

Jiang Wang lowered his head and touched the red envelope, and finally said, "How do you feel when you see Du Wenjuan?"

Jiang Wang's mouth had a meaning, and when the words reached Peng Jiahui's ears, it had another meaning.

In Peng Jiahui's eyes, this young man with strong Confucianism and strength in front of him is the younger brother of his ex-wife.

And he has done too many things that are sorry for his ex-wife, which they both know very well.

Peng Jiahui's momentum suddenly weakened.

"I really didn't want to disturb you," he returned to a somewhat humble and embarrassed state: "There were a lot of things back then... I was not a thing, and I shouldn't have hit her."

Peng Jiahui was still carrying a card, thinking about bringing some money to live in a decent place for himself, to buy some New Year's goods for his parents, and to buy some new clothes.

He took the wallet, gritted his teeth, reopened it, and took out this one too.

"The second one, please hand it over to Juan, I owe her."

"The password is my parents' birthday, she knows."

Jiang Wang was silent for a while, then pushed back the card belonging to Peng Xingwang and took the second card in his hand.

"I'll pass it on." He turned around and walked back, turning his back to Peng Jiahui and raising the card in his hand.

"What you owe Peng Xingwang will never be repaid with money."

"Come and see him when you have time."

Peng Jiahui didn't expect Jiang Wang to choose this way. He held the red envelope dumbfounded and didn't know what to say, but it was as if he had been slapped in the face, with burning pain on his face.

Jiang Wang suddenly stopped and turned around again to look at Peng Jiahui, as if he had put down something, and smiled relieved.

"By the way, happy new year."

Du Wenjuan waited in the living room for a long time, still feeling uneasy.

She didn't expect to see her ex-husband so suddenly, with both a familiar fear and a sense of revenge after she had given birth to a daughter for someone else.

But in front of the child, these emotions need to be restrained, and only the mother's side is retained.

As for how much Jiang Wang would see... it was beyond her control.

Jiang Wang smoked a whole cigarette downstairs and took off the smell before going upstairs.

I happened to see my mother cooking alone in the kitchen, Xingxing watching TV in the living room, saying hello and entering the kitchen, closing the door.

"He asked me to hand it over to you. He said it should have been given long ago, but I haven't been able to find a chance. The password is his parents' birthdays."

Du Wenjuan was cooking lettuce. When she heard this, she reached out and turned off the range hood. She turned her head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear it clearly, what did you say?"

Jiang Wang repeated it patiently.

He couldn't talk about loving his mother, but he could clearly distinguish the two emotions.

Who owes whom and who leaves who is always different.

Du Wenjuan froze for a while, put down the vegetable shovel, and wiped her hands with her apron hastily.

"This is not the place to talk, let's go to the guest room."

She hurriedly returned to the room where she lived with Jiang Wang, and dug out an inner pocket from the depths of the travel bag, and even sewed the edge with hemp rope to prevent thieves from touching the pocket on the train.

The scissors snapped open the seal, and a small red cloth bag fell out, which looked like a book.

The red cloth was uncovered layer by layer, and it was also packed in a small plastic bag, as if afraid of water.

When the last layer of plastic bag was taken out and the thing was handed over to Jiang Wang, he could see clearly what it was.

A passbook.

An old passbook with curled edges and blurred bronzing.

He hadn't touched such ancient savings for almost ten years.

"With Peng Jiahui's character, how could he remember to save me money." Du Wenjuan laughed coldly: "If it was really left to me, the password should be my birthday, not his parents'."

"Even if he has money and is good to everyone in the world, I'm the last one in the queue. He can still use the opportunity of not being able to meet him to escape and pretend that nothing happened."

"This money is only the school money he left to Xingwang. You can keep it. The password is 528111."

She vaguely felt a bit unlucky, put the card aside, and solemnly handed the passbook to Jiang Wang with both hands.

"Forget, the stars have been with you all the time, and it has also delayed you from finding a good family to get marriedyou are in your twenties with a child, and people will always gossip."

"I'm thinking, if you wait for the child to finish this year and take him back to Cizhou, Yinyin will be able to take over, right?"

"Don't be in a hurry to get married." Jiang Wang said instinctively, "I'm in love, and the other party likes the stars very much, so he won't think too much."

"Xingxing has just settled in a school, and if he changes schools rashly, he may not be able to adjust again."

Du Wenjuan was still secretly worrying about her younger brother's marriage before. She raised her head and was a little surprised: "Have you found a partner? Which girl is it, what did your parents do, is it good for you?"

She thought of something, and patted Jiang Wang a little anxiously and a little funny: "Why didn't you tell me earlier, people say they don't mind the stars, that must be polite, which girl is willing to help outsiders raise one

child. "

"I really can't delay this matter. No, I quit my job and rent a house in Yuhan to take care of Xingxing?"

Jiang Wang didn't expect that she would care about so many things. He didn't think about any extra words for a while, so he lowered his head and coughed.

"My partner... is very busy with work and often travels across the country, so I can't take care of it for the time being."

"You don't have to think too much. If there is trouble, I will definitely tell you."

Du Wenjuan nodded again and again, clasped her hands together, and said after a while, "This deposit is not a lot of money, only less than 40,000 yuan."

"Counting Xingxing's expenses in Yuhan, and the confinement nanny you hired for me, I don't think it's enough."

Jiang Wang didn't expect that she would settle the account so clearly, and even felt a little alienated for a while, so she stepped back uneasy, pulling away from Du Wenjuan.

"Brother, don't think too much, it's not that my sister doesn't accept your kindness, and I know that you are richer than us," Du Wenjuan saw his little gesture, and hurriedly grabbed Jiang Wang's hand: "But Wang Wang—you should Plan for your future, save more money."

"It's not easy to marry a girl in the city now, and you also need a lot of dowry. Your parents are gone. I'm sure you need my sister's help to consider these things. Don't think I'm annoyed."

Jiang Wang suddenly asked: "Do you think the most important thing I should consider in the future is marriage?"

Du Wenjuan had a lot of things she wanted to explain, but when she was suddenly asked this, she smiled helplessly: "But, people should always start a family."

"Start a family, start a career, have children, there is a continuation, and someone will give you old age in the future, right?"

Jiang Wang looked at the fine lines at the corner of her eyes, thinking of another old voice on the phone many years later.

He didn't retire anyone.

He was forgotten by them when he was young, and he simply forgot them when he was an adult.

Getting married and having children, raising children to prevent old age, these words are all absurd.

"What if," he said softly, "I like men?"

Du Wenjuan's pupils trembled, and her breathing stopped.

Jiang Wang never thought that it would be so sudden, and he would tell Du Wenjuan about this matter without any foundation.

He even planned to hide it for a while, until Du Wenjuan's second child had settled down, and then said step by step.

But at this moment, the person he faced was not Peng Xingwang's mother, the so-called 'sister', but a real, young-looking mother.

Mom, what if I like men?

Do you still dare to put the young me by my side?

Do you think I'm a weird and crazy outlier?

Mom, are you still urging me to save money and toss about marriage?

When Du Wenjuan heard this, her mind also banged, and she couldn't react for a while.

"Who else knows about this?"

Jiang Wangping replied: "Peng Jiahui, one of my friends, is gone."

She froze for a few seconds, then stretched out her arms to hug him, her voice trembling.

"Forgetting... You must have had a hard time these past few years, right?" w, please keep in mind:,