Chapter 929: Could it be that my youth was not youth?

Director Lin tidied up the kitchen with nimble hands and feet, then checked the homework of the three children.

The house at her level was also quite large, measuring over one hundred square meters.

The two daughters shared one room, and the two sons shared another.

Wang Wang Cuizhi lived with the mother-in-law, and the husband had additionally partitioned off a study.

The study was not large, but it could seat two people. The wall behind was filled with books, mostly reference materials, though there were some literary works as well, all of which were standard and proper; even in the past, one could not find fault with them.

Director Lin pushed open the door to the study; it was convenient to talk here.

Wang Wang Cuizhi stood at the doorway. Usually, she rarely came here. Of course, there were no secrets in the house; after all, they were not engaged in scientific work, but in truth, even if she looked, she wouldn't understand.

Director Lin had already sat down, her smile kind. All along, she had never been jealous or mean-spirited toward her because of her attachment to her husband, never using cold words, showing her sufficient respect, and never ordering her about. What she should do, she did; what she shouldn't do, she never reached out to touch.

Many times, she couldn't figure this woman out either.

But the jealousy was real.

After all, she was from the countryside, and she was also from the countryside, yet she had flown out of the poor mountain ravine, while she had to rely on serving a paralyzed old lady to escape that kind of impoverished, hopeless life.

Before Wang Wang Cuizhi could speak, Director Lin greeted her first: "Come in and sit."

If she had to go in, then she would go in.

Anyway, since the words were already out, she wouldn't give up until she saw some tangible benefits.

This was what they owed her.

She had spent half her life, her youth, and her most beautiful years worn away in this room.

Without her at home, how could Director Lin and Bureau Chief Fan possibly do their work with peace of mind?

It would also have been impossible to achieve the great successes they have today.

Their success also contains half of her hard work.

If she hadn't been painstakingly taking care of Bureau Chief Fan's mother, how could Bureau Chief Fan have felt at ease traveling everywhere for interviews?

If she hadn't been at home taking care of the old lady, no matter how capable Director Lin was, she would have been spread too thin, and the work certainly couldn't have been done as well as it is now.

Thinking of this, Wang Wang Cuizhi became increasingly righteous, and her waist, which had been slightly bent just a moment ago, slowly straightened up.

She looked at Director Lin, who was glowing with health, and watched her sitting there with the air of a leader; it was impossible not to feel jealous.

Looking at herself, just because she had been taking care of this paralyzed relative until now, she had no partner, no marriage, and even less her own children; her whole life had been sacrificed this way, and no matter how she thought about it, it felt like a loss.

So, after she lifted her legs and went in, she sat on the chair with a clear conscience.

Director Lin glanced at her, curled the corners of her mouth calmly, poured her a glass of water, placed it in front of her, and said, "Let's talk while we drink."

Wang Wang Cuizhi took the teacup and took a light sip at her lips.

Afterward, she put the cup down and stared straight at Director Lin, though one could see that deep in her eyes, there was still some lack of confidence and panic.

This was a reaction she had every time she faced this woman, Director Lin.

Actually, Wang Wang Cuizhi didn't want to be like this; she wanted to be more righteous, to make Director Lin have to lower her head in front of her, to make Director Lin feel guilty toward her, and to make Director Lin compensate her.

But there was no help for it; this woman had been an official for so many years, and she naturally possessed something that other women did not.

She coughed, straightened her back, and decided to keep her composure, not opening her mouth, waiting for Director Lin to speak first.

Director Lin didn't take it to heart at all, looked at Wang Wang Cuizhi with a half-smile, sighed inwardly, and said in a gentle voice, "Regarding the matter you mentioned to me that day, do you think I should agree, or should I not agree?"

Wang Wang Cuizhi clenched her hands and said, "This is what I asked you; why are you asking me back?"

Director Lin shook her head, smiled, and said again, "Since that's the case, then I will tell you directly: this is impossible. Whether it's wanting my youngest son to be adopted by you, or me divorcing Old Fan and letting him marry you, neither of these two points is realistic."

Wang Wang Cuizhi stiffened her neck and said, "You haven't even asked Brother Fan; how can you be so certain you disagree?"

"Hmm, because I, for one, do not agree."

Wang Wang Cuizhi's face flushed red, and she questioned excitedly, "By what right do you disagree? Why do you disagree? This is what you owe me! To tell the truth, taking care of Sixth Aunt, who is your mother-in-law, isn't that what you should be doing as a daughter-in-law?

At that time, you should have quit your job and served your mother-in-law wholeheartedly at home. But you didn't agree, and then you went to the countryside to bring me here.

I've been here for so many years. Your youth is youth, but isn't my youth also youth? You're looking down on the peasant class, aren't you?"

Director Lin was not surprised.

This Wang Wang Cuizhi was actually quite formidable when she got smart; she spoke with perfect logic and was full of justifications.

Director Lin was very calm, her voice was also very gentle, and she slowly shook her head: "I am a child of peasants myself. I was also born in the countryside and grew up in the countryside. It was those mountains that raised me, and I have also been working hard to give back to those mountains all these years. I have never forgotten that I am a peasant's daughter. So, don't say things like that."

"Then by what right do you disagree?" Wang Wang Cuizhi clenched her fists tightly and asked in a lowered voice.

"Of course, by the right that I am currently Old Fan's legal wife. During the duration of our marriage, I certainly will not allow a woman to make such unreasonable demands in front of me.

I do not agree with either of these two points.

Do you have any other thoughts? You can tell me now; rest assured, there is plenty of time tonight, and I have nothing else to do, so I'll leave it all to you, and the two of us can talk slowly."

Wang Wang Cuizhi looked at the calm-looking Director Lin; it was like this every time, as if nothing could stir her emotions.

She gritted her teeth and said, "All these years, I haven't looked for a partner or gotten married for Brother Fan's sake; I even gave up my job for Brother Fan.

I just like him, and I'm not marrying anyone else in my life because of him.

But I'm forty years old now; do you think I can still find a partner or have a marriage?

In order for you to work with peace of mind, I have sacrificed my whole life.

And now you're not going to honor the debt?

I'm telling you, that's not going to happen!

I also don't believe that the leaders of your unit would have the same rhetoric."

Director Lin leaned back, making herself more comfortable, as she was very tired after a busy day at the unit.

She waved her hand at Wang Wang Cuizhi: "Let's not talk about this topic for now. Wang Cuizhi, let's lay everything out on the table. You must have other thoughts in your heart; for example, after I disagree with these two things, do you have any other requests?"

Wang Wang Cuizhi was stunned for a moment.

Of course, it was also within expectations; this woman had never been someone easy to deal with.

But she hadn't expected her to guess it so quickly.