Chapter 161: Your Son Is As Ugly As You

Her good friend had fulfilled her wish to become a mother, and her life was now complete.

"I brought you some ginseng," Ming Zi said, finding it and placing it on the bedside table, "stew it into soup later to build up your strength."

"Alright."

Ming Zi hesitated for a long while, but still told her the news of Shen Lan's passing.

She hoped her friend would feel better, which would be more conducive to her physical recovery.

Si Rong paused, "What a fated tragedy."

She was welcoming life on her end, while Shen Lan was welcoming death on his.

She had known this day would come when she learned of Shen Lan's terminal illness earlier, so she was not surprised.

It was just that she didn't feel as happy as she had previously imagined.

However, the revenge she had envisioned could only be shelved now.

As for the apartment Shen Lan lived in, she didn't need to take action to have it reclaimed.

Once a person dies, the relevant departments will certainly come to reclaim the property.

Indeed, Li Xuan had not expected that someone would come to notify them to move out just after they finished the funeral.

"On what grounds should we move? This house is our home!" Li Xuan roared like a shrew.

"Exactly! Whoever wants us to move will have to step over my old body!"

Shen Mu patted her chest, refusing to let the government personnel enter the door at all.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were actually united on this occasion.

But even if they were united, it was useless; the government personnel had seen plenty of such people, and they had plenty of ways to deal with them.

When the old woman made a scene, they called an ambulance.

When Li Xuan screamed and shouted, they called the police.

Li Xuan had been imprisoned twice before and feared the police most of all, so seeing the police was like a mouse seeing a cat.

The whole family was dragged and intimidated until they were driven out of the house.

Li Xuan looked listless, followed by the aged Shen Mu, Shen Yuan who carried a schoolbag with eyes full of hatred, Shen Chi who was with his pregnant wife, and a pile of luggage.

Where should she go from here?

Returning to Kongque Zhen was out of the question; she could never go back there in this lifetime.

Shen Mu sighed, "Come back to Shen Family Village with me; at least there is a house in the village, and two mu of land so we won't starve."

No one agreed with her proposal.

Li Xuan could not go back to the village with her because she felt she was still young and could not spend the rest of her life looking after two children and that old hag Shen Mu.

As for the siblings Shen Chi and Shen Yuan, they did not want to return to the village to be farmers; they had been well cared for since birth, and the suffering they had endured over the past year was not even a fraction of what they had endured in the previous decade, so how could they go back to the countryside to farm now?

They couldn't even tell the difference between wheat and garlic sprouts.

"You go back, we'll think of another way."

Shen Mu understood her meaning and left without a word.

"Mom, shall we go stay at the dance studio you opened first?" Lin Meixi suggested.

Li Xuan rolled her eyes at her in dissatisfaction, "I wish I could go stay there."

That dead fat man's shrew of a wife was extremely vicious; she didn't close the dance studio, but just found people to guard it, and beat her every time she went there.

Now she didn't even dare to go near that street.

Lin Meixi got angry and shook off Shen Chi's hand, "I've never seen a family as spineless as yours!"

She left in a huff to return to her parents' home.

Only Li Xuan and her two children were left standing on the street corner, like stray dogs.

Li Xuan thought she would remember today's humiliation forever, and it was all Si Rong's fault.

It must have been her who had people reclaim the house, causing them to be homeless in the middle of winter.

"Let's go! Let's find a place to settle down first."

Li Xuan remembered the Pinminku where Wen Xiang and his mother had once stayed.

The current suffering was only temporary; she would definitely make sure to return in the best possible state.

……

Jiang Cheng discovered something was wrong with his younger brother at the dinner table.

He teased Jiang Yu, "Your brother will always be your brother; either I don't have kids, or if I do, I have twins!"

Just as he was waiting for his younger brother to praise him, he found that Jiang Yu was lost in thought.

He hadn't heard a word of what he was saying.

He nudged Jiang Yu, and Jiang Yu finally came back to his senses.

"What's wrong with you? Did something happen?" Jiang Cheng generally understood his brother; it was rare for him to be so absent-minded.

"Nothing," Jiang Yu denied, smiling, "maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

"Is that so?" Jiang Cheng was half-believing, then leaned in, "Are you too weak? I hear men of a certain age are all like that; men still need to exercise more. Your brother here isn't like that; I can stay up late and still be full of energy."

"Brother, you're just in high spirits because of happy events!" Jiang Yu flattered him, knowing his brother loved to hear that, "How could I compare to you?"

Jiang Cheng was indeed in high spirits; he patted Jiang Yu on the shoulder, "You're not completely useless! At least you have an excellent brother like me."

"How about it? Are you too jealous that I had a boy and a girl, so you couldn't sleep at night out of envy?"

Jiang Yu: ……

"Tell your brother the truth."

Jiang Yu nodded, "Brother,"

He thought for a moment, then pulled their chairs a little further apart, "I really do want to tell you the truth, it's just that, well, your son, he, looks just like you did when you were little—ugly!"

After saying that, he hurried away, afraid of being beaten to death if he left too late.

Hu Qian waved her hand with a headache, "The two of you, your combined age is almost a hundred, yet you're still so unreliable!"

You're not even as sensible as her grandson.

Thinking of her grandson, Hu Qian's eyes and brows were full of smiles; she seemed to understand her mother-in-law a little now.

Even though her public excuse in the past had always been that she didn't like children, that children were noisy, and so on.

But now, looking at that tiny little ball of flesh, and then seeing her grandson's little bird, she could practically laugh out loud in her sleep.

Children and grandchildren are a form of legacy, but even more so, they are a nuclear weapon; you don't have to use them, but you must have them.

She was already looking forward to the day of the full-month feast; she would call everyone in the compound then and let them all see her big, chubby grandson and big, chubby granddaughter.

A baby in the confinement period just eats and sleeps, and sleeps and eats, growing incredibly fast; by the time they were almost a month old, they were already nearly ten pounds.

Although they were still small, the personalities of the two children could already be seen.

Xiao Nian was the sturdy one, rarely crying, needing little sleep, and being quite restless.

Ju Zi, on the other hand, was more delicate; she would cry whenever she felt uncomfortable anywhere.

Fortunately, with Wang Ma and Wu Ma helping, Si Rong didn't have to worry about anything other than breastfeeding.

Apart from resting, she spent all her remaining time watching her two little darlings, never getting enough of them no matter how long she looked.

Jiang Cheng was the same, but he had to go to work.

He had completely forgotten the nonsense he had once told Si Rong about not liking children.

This day, after getting off work, Jiang Cheng hurried home to see his wife and children, when Jiang Dacheng came up from behind him, "Brother Cheng, take a look at this."

Jiang Cheng took it; it was a newspaper.

Huaiyang Evening News.

The headline read: County Magistrate Jiang, a gentleman in public, is actually a beast in private?

Secretary Xiao Yang tearfully exposes him.

Jiang Cheng stopped in his tracks at once and began to read carefully.