Chapter 270: The Plot Begins

"Hmm."

Wang Yan responded, indicating he knew. Then he held the little one to watch the cartoon, ignoring Su Mingyu.

Su Mingyu looked at Wang Yan's appearance, wanting to say something, but finally closed her mouth. She knew that Wang Yan didn't like that group of people in the old Su family, just didn't say it.

She looked at the TV with dull eyes, and the scenes from childhood to adulthood reappeared in front of her eyes, and tears flowed down without realizing it.

The little one watching TV felt that the atmosphere was strange, turned to look at her mother, and seeing her crying, hurriedly stretched out her little chubby hand to wipe her mother's tears: "Mom, why are you crying? Dad, Dad, look at Mom." She was quite busy, wiping tears, asking, and turning back to ask for help.

Wang Yan sighed and held his daughter in his arms: "Mom is in a bad mood, it will be much better if she cries. Don't you forget? When Mom lectured you, didn't you also cry sadly, and forgot everything after crying?"

Wang Lin blinked her big eyes: "Is that really so?"

"Of course, Mom will be fine by herself in a while." Wang Yan held the girl and got up to go upstairs: "Let Mom stay by herself for a while, shall we not disturb her?"

After the words fell, Su Mingyu burst into tears, and the tears couldn't stop flowing. Obviously, she was crying for him to hear.

It's not that Wang Yan is ruthless, but why bother with this broken thing. Of course, that's for him. Zhao Meilan is Su Mingyu's biological mother anyway, although she was the same as dead when she was alive, but now that she is really dead, some feelings are normal.

He has never had a mother die, nor has he been abused, although he has seen many, he cannot have true empathy, and cannot really empathize, all of which are his subjective judgments. Then, according to his subjective point of view, he certainly doesn't want to manage it, there is no such thing as the dead being the greatest, and it is superfluous to send them to the funeral.

But Su Mingyu, as a woman, has a strong but not ruthless personality, and she is her biological mother, which can be understood but not agreed with. However, before coming, Wang Yan checked the information and said that the Su Mingyu in the original book is not like this in the TV series. Of course, he came to the TV series, which has nothing to do with the original book, and is to follow the plot development of the TV series.

She is his woman after all, just express his attitude, he can't really ignore it. Putting down the girl who was holding his neck, Wang Yan bent down and said: "Go upstairs and play by yourself for a while, okay? Dad will coax Mom."

It's only past eight o'clock now, and it's not time for normal sleep. Children are energetic and have to make trouble for a while.

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The little girl looked at her mother who was crying non-stop: "Then okay, you have to coax well, don't let Mom be sad."

"Hurry up."

Watching the sensible girl go upstairs looking back three times, Wang Yan turned off the TV, took the paper and put it on Su Mingyu's lap, and then sat on the sofa and said: "Okay, don't cry, wipe your tears. You said that so many years have passed, why do you still think so much? And don't forget, they took the money back then."

Su Mingyu was still crying non-stop, with snot and tears: "I just feel aggrieved, they are all their own children, how can they be so ruthless, and send a letter when they die? The Su family has long since had no Su Mingyu, why tell me? Originally, no one said I didn't want to, my dad suddenly called me and said my mom died, and I couldn't help but think of those things from childhood to adulthood, and the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel..."

Wang Yan didn't speak, held her in his arms, and gently patted her back to show comfort.

After a long time, when her emotions stabilized, he said: "Do you want to go and send her off?"

Su Mingyu didn't answer, just choked, and after a long while said with a crying voice: "Go and see..."

"Seeing is fine." Wang Yan said: "But some things must be said first."

"What?"

"Just look, don't manage anything, can you do it?"

Su Mingyu was a little unhappy: "What else can I manage? Really..."

"Okay, then pack up, let's go and see."

Wang Yan knew that saying anything was useless. Judging from the plot, Su Mingyu still held fantasies about her family. Otherwise, she wouldn't be involved in everything—either she wouldn't refuse when people came to her, or she would insert herself into things and create trouble for herself.

Subsequently, Su Mingyu packed up, and Wang Yan comforted the little girl, let the nanny Zhao Ayi take her to play for a while, and then took Su Mingyu's big G to the hospital.

"Mingyu, you finally came, your mom is gone, and I'm the only one left, how can I live in the future..." Seeing Su Mingyu and Wang Yan walking over, Su Daqiang, who was silent and didn't say a word, got up to greet them, not strange, not seeing outsiders, holding Su Mingyu's hand, old tears flowing, that was called miserable.

Julie, who had been comforting on the side, and Su Mingcheng, who had red eyes, saw the couple Wang Yan, and didn't say a word. Julie wanted to say hello, but in this situation, plus she had only seen them once, she didn't know how to open her mouth for a while, just stood there and said "Mingyu, you are here."

Su Mingcheng looked at them with the eyes of an enemy. One is that he really couldn't see Su Mingyu, and the other is that he remembered the hatred of Wang Yan cleaning him up back then, but his dearest mother had just passed away, so he didn't make a scene.

"Okay Dad, I'll go see Mom."

After speaking, Su Mingyu went with Wang Yan to the morgue to see Zhao Meilan's body.

On the way here, Su Mingyu had already thought a lot. At this moment, seeing her biological mother lying there, she didn't cry anymore, just with complex eyes. There was hatred, incomprehension, grievance, sadness, and finally only relief. Wang Yan saw clearly on the side that the relief was nothing more than holding the idea that the dead are the greatest.

After seeing it, she returned to Su Daqiang, frowned and asked: "Dad, how did Mom die?"

Su Daqiang wiped his tears and began to mutter: "Your mom played mahjong with people this morning, and she was lucky today, winning a lot. Your mom was winning vigorously, didn't even eat a bite of rice, and played until the evening. Later, she won a big one, and she fainted with excitement."

"I was also confused at the time, didn't know what to do, and followed a group of people to carry your mom to the side of the road and wanted to take a taxi. However, however, it was hard to get a taxi, and several people were like that. Finally, after waiting for a long time, I met a kind person. As a result, your mom was gone halfway. When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor checked and said it was called... what was it called?"

Julie on the side took the words: "It was excessive fatigue plus excessive excitement, leading to a large-scale myocardial infarction. And because Dad was sudden at the time, he lost his square, delaying the best rescue time."

Su Mingyu frowned: "You should have called 120 at that time, find someone to help carry it? Still take a taxi?"

Su Daqiang cried loudly again: "I was scared to death at the time, my head was blank, where did I think of so much? Who could have thought that just playing mahjong, your mom... hey, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Su Mingcheng, who had red eyes on the side, came over to hug Su Daqiang, comforted him, and turned to glare at Su Mingyu: "Dad is over sixty, what does he know? Mom is dead, what's the use of saying those? Now the top priority is to handle Mom's funeral, not to find Dad's responsibility. Su Mingyu, and you, if you don't want to come, you can not come, no one welcomes you." While speaking, he also pointed at Wang Yan, who was standing beside Su Mingyu without saying a word.

Although somewhat rude, Wang Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him, it was not worth it. It was Zhao Meilan's death that was indeed a bit problematic. In the later stage of the play, Su Mingyu also suspected whether it was intentionally delaying the treatment time, and coupled with not daring to live in the old house, whether there was a ghost in her heart.

And in the play, the old Nie who played well with Su Daqiang, the one who taught him to enjoy life and invest in financial management, also had a sudden illness later, and Su Daqiang's reaction was not like this now. However, it is also reasonable to say that he had experience and learned a lesson.

But Wang Yan felt that Su Daqiang's intentional possibility was greater. After all, he had been cowardly for a lifetime, and he was still like that when he was old. If he had the opportunity to move evil thoughts and wanted to enjoy himself, it could also be explained. Besides, what Su Daqiang showed, he didn't have deep feelings for his children, he was a selfish person, otherwise if he knew a little bit about things, he wouldn't be able to toss like that.

Of course, this is also Wang Yan's own thinking. Anyway, whether Zhao Meilan dies or not has nothing to do with him.

Hearing Su Mingcheng talk about this, Su Daqiang groaned: "Yes, Mingyu, your mom's funeral must be handled properly, and your mom must go brilliantly."

Su Mingyu looked at Wang Yan and said: "This... you should still talk to my eldest brother and Su Mingcheng, these two sons."

"No, Su Mingyu, what do you mean? No matter what, she is your mom, she gave birth to you and raised you, how can you talk like this?" Su Mingcheng was full of atmosphere.

"Yes, Mingyu. No matter what contradictions you have with your mom, now your mom is gone, the dead are the greatest, let the past pass. Now I am the only old man left, if there is anything, I have to count on you children. Don't look at your mom, look at me."

Before Su Mingyu could speak, Wang Yan opened his mouth: "Listen to this meaning, is it that you want us to pay? If I remember correctly, I took fifty thousand back then and settled Mingyu's living expenses in the Su family. As for whether Mingyu spent so much, you should be clear. And you said at the time that there would be no relationship at all in the future."

"Old man, I remember that you didn't say a word back then, standing in the back and watching Mingyu's mom count the money bill by bill. Now saying these, is it a bit inappropriate?"

Su Mingyu kept pulling Wang Yan, letting him say less.

"If you don't want to pay, don't pay, why say so much? Go, go, you go quickly." Su Mingcheng was still indignant, and even wanted to come up and push Wang Yan. If it weren't for remembering the easy take-down back then, he might have rushed up...

It was Julie on the side who saw that Wang Yan's eyes were wrong, afraid that Su Mingcheng would suffer, and hurried to stop him: "Oh, husband, can you stop making trouble."

"This is how you talk." Su Daqiang didn't look at the two of them, and explained to Wang Yan with tears: "You have been married to Mingyu for so many years, you shouldn't not know what I am like at home. I speak? I have to be useful if I speak."

Knowing that it was useless to talk to Wang Yan, an outsider, Su Daqiang changed his target: "Mingyu, don't blame Dad, Dad misses you these years. But your mom was there, and I didn't dare to call you, it's Dad who is sorry for you."

Su Mingyu frowned and looked at Su Daqiang. She of course knew what kind of virtue Su Daqiang was, but she didn't think Su Daqiang was innocent. After all, if he had helped to fight for more, it wouldn't have reached this point today. Pushing all the responsibility to Zhao Meilan, who was already dead, and keeping himself clean, how could there be such a good thing?

But I have to admit, although she promised Wang Yan before coming, and she said it was certain. But at this moment, seeing her biological father crying, she still softened her heart.

But seeing Wang Yan frowning on the side, the words changed when they reached her mouth: "Did you notify my eldest brother?"

"Notified, your mom gasped, I called Mingzhe first." Although somewhat dissatisfied that Su Mingyu didn't answer directly, Su Daqiang still answered with a crying voice: "He will arrive in Shanghai tomorrow morning. You all have cars, and it's not far, and tomorrow is Sunday, so you should go and pick him up."

"Okay, I'll go pick up my eldest brother." Su Mingyu nodded: "Then my mom will stay here for a day, and the funeral will wait until my eldest brother comes back tomorrow. You are so old, don't be too sad, you can't afford to toss."

"If you don't want to manage, I'll manage. I'll pull Mom to the funeral home in a while, I don't need you Su Mingyu." Su Mingcheng shouted at Su Mingyu with red eyes, he couldn't see Su Mingyu's white-eyed wolf energy. He felt that Su Mingyu was unfilial, felt that filial piety was Su Mingyu's duty, and automatically ignored the fifty thousand.

"Whatever you want, don't shout at me." Su Mingyu didn't pay attention to him, turned to look at Su Daqiang: "Where are you living tonight?"

"Go to Mingcheng's, I don't want to go back to the old house, I'm afraid to be alone, I can't sleep."

Su Mingyu frowned: "What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of your mom, the old house is full of your mom's shadow, I can't sleep peacefully there."

"Okay, then that's it, if there is anything, we'll talk about it tomorrow, let's go back first." After speaking, in the eyes of Su Daqiang's disappointment, Su Mingcheng's anger, and Julie's not knowing what to do, she pulled Wang Yan and turned and left, regardless of Su Daqiang crying harder and Su Mingcheng shouting more fiercely behind her.

On the way back, it was Wang Yan who drove, she was afraid that Su Mingyu couldn't grasp it well.

Su Mingyu looked out the window and suddenly said: "Do you think my mom's death has anything to do with my dad?"

"Hard to say." Wang Yan drove with one hand, his left hand resting on the car window playing with his hair that had grown a bit long: "But even if it has something to do with it, do you think he will admit it? Just think about it. But you performed well today, and you didn't say soft words."

"You underestimate me." Although she smiled, Su Mingyu's tone was somewhat bitter: "I have long been disappointed in them. The reason why I want to send them off is just dust to dust, earth to earth. Speaking of this, about my mom's funeral..."

"Do you want to pay?" Wang Yan laughed: "Thinking of returning a grace of birth at the end?"

"Hmm."

"Let's see the situation. There is no reason for us to pay. I bought it out for fifty thousand back then, and people said long ago that they don't need you to provide for the elderly and send them off, so where is there any affection? I don't know how your dad has the face to call you, and has the face to cry and play the emotional card?"

Before Su Mingyu was crying, he thought it was a soft heart. Now looking at it like this, it was his Wang Mou who thought wrong. She cried for the bitterness of the past, for herself. Going to send her off is because she has been holding a breath in her heart for so many years, and now that the heart is scattered, it is the "looking around in confusion" after the disaster master is gone.

Perhaps there is really three points of thinking about Zhao Meilan's good, maybe. After all, she is used to being oppressed, and some unintentional care of Zhao Meilan that has nothing to do with money will be remembered for a long time, and she will think of that rare maternal love in her eyes.

As for Su Daqiang calling Su Mingyu, Wang Yan felt that eight out of ten times he heard somewhere that Su Mingyu's business was doing well and she earned a lot of money. Perhaps there was his reason, after all, he took fifty thousand cash to the door in 2011, and anyone who is not a fool knows that he has money and Su Mingyu has caught up. And Su Daqiang is vain, and it can be explained that he wants to enjoy it with his daughter and her husband who are so rich.

Regarding Wang Yan's statement, although it is the truth, it is not pleasant to hear. Su Mingyu changed the subject: "Shall we go pick up my eldest brother together tomorrow?"

"No, it takes five hours to go back and forth to Shanghai. It's better to accompany the child more with that time. I will arrange for someone to go over in a while, and then we will go together when we pick him up."

"Hmm, that's fine."

Without a word all the way, the two returned home, interacted with the child, and after Su Mingyu washed up, the whole family went to sleep.

The next day, Wang Yan got up early to exercise as usual, ran more than a circle around Jinji Lake, about twenty kilometers. Then found a quiet place, stretched his arms and kicked his legs for a while.

Having practiced martial arts for three hundred years, because there is no specific reference, he doesn't know how powerful his strength is, but Wang Yan still very humbly crowned himself with the title of "Martial God Wang Invincible," for no other reason, just because he has practiced for three hundred years and gathered the great achievements of world fighting.

His moves had no routines long ago. Now it is the simplest and most superficial fists and kicks, combined with the force-generating techniques he researched himself that suit his body. Every punch and kick is thunder.

And his "Body-Strengthening Martial Exercises," after several researches, have reached the optimal efficiency he perceives at present, building the foundation and strengthening the muscles and bones, suitable for both old and young. It cannot prolong life, but it gives people a healthy physique.

The little girl at home has been practicing every day since she was four years old, plus he, the biological father, personally took action, and the Body-Strengthening Pill formulated according to the physical condition, she is full of vitality every day, jumping up and down, and poking cats and teasing dogs is even more energetic.

After exercising, it was only about seven o'clock when he returned home. Su Mingyu tossed and turned last night and fell asleep in the second half of the night, and now she is sleeping soundly. Wang Lin woke up naturally early. When he came back, he saw her rubbing her eyes and going downstairs to the kitchen to find water from the nanny Zhao Ayi who was making breakfast.

"Morning, Dad."

Wang Yan laughed, took the girl to drink water, and after waking up, did a set of exercises on the carpet in the living room, and then watched her wash up slowly.

"Okay, very good." For the girl who finished washing up by herself, Wang Yan gave a thumbs up to encourage her tirelessly, and then said: "Okay, go call Mom who is sleeping in and have breakfast together."

"Received." The little girl rubbed the skin care lotion Su Mingyu bought on her face, then saluted her biological father, and ran to the bedroom to call Su Mingyu to get up.

The whole family had breakfast, and after waiting for Su Mingyu to wash up and put on makeup, they drove to the playground to play crazy.

Wang Yan, the father, is quite enlightened, and didn't do any aristocratic elite education, just playing every day. There are only two interest classes, one is music and one is dancing. It was Wang Lin who discovered that other children could do it after going to kindergarten, and she came back crying and shouting to learn, and she learned very seriously. However, this kind of thing also has flaws, mainly comparison, which is human nature, and Wang Yan has no way, so he can only guide benignly.

The little girl goes to a public kindergarten with the best reputation, and there are also many children from rich families inside. It is inevitable that children will talk about their parents and knowledge when they have nothing to do.

The reason for going to a public kindergarten is because Wang Yan feels that the environment there is much better for cultivating children's self-care, hands-on, and other abilities. The personal talents, hobbies, and languages cultivated by private kindergartens are useless, and he doesn't care much. And going to kindergarten, including going to school in the future, is more about finding little partners for children to play with. Otherwise, for pure education, he is enough, and his set is the real elite education.

As for Su Mingyu, because of her own experience in teaching children, she always wants to give the best to the child, but that is obviously not the best for the child. So she knows she is not as professional as Wang Yan, and most of the time she accompanies the child to play and enjoy the parent-child time. For example, the two music and dance classes in the afternoon, she accompanies her when she has time, cheering on the side.

"Linlin, Mom and Dad can't accompany you to study this afternoon." At noon, the family of three was eating outside, and Su Mingyu said to the girl.

"It's okay, I can do it myself."

"How can you do it yourself? The sister who plays with you every time you go to Dad's company will go with you."

The little girl nodded, not caring at all. And she is not stupid. Mom cried so fiercely last night, and went out with Dad, and came back after a long time. Obviously, there is something today. And she didn't care much, eating very sweetly, wolfing down very boldly.

Wang Yan laughed and handed the paper to the girl: "Come, wipe your mouth. No one is grabbing with you, why eat so fiercely? Be careful of choking."

She took the paper, wiped it on her face, the little flower face grinned with white teeth and laughed, and when she continued to eat, the movement slowed down, much more gentle.

The meal was about to be finished. After Wang Yan received a call, he let the female assistant pick up the girl to go to the interest class, and he went to a residential area with Su Mingyu, which was the home of Su Mingcheng and Julie.

Because of the purchase and loan restrictions in Gusu in 2011, and in recent years, because of the behemoth Long Teng, it has led to the leapfrog rise of Gusu. Influenced by this, the overall housing price is much higher than the same period in history.

So Su Mingcheng, who bought a house early, took advantage. The housing price in this place has risen a lot, including the three-bedroom apartment Su Mingyu bought before.

Of course, Long Teng's influence on Gusu is definitely not as simple as a housing price. After all, the housing price is a reflection of urban development to a certain extent, and the contribution in other aspects is really too much.

After waiting for a while at the entrance of the residential area, a commercial vehicle drove over. The rear door slid open, and Su Mingcheng bent down and walked down. The driver who drove in front got out of the car and nodded to the big boss to say hello, then ran to the back to take the luggage, and politely said goodbye.

Su Mingzhe took the luggage, drooping his face, nodded to Wang Yan to say hello, then looked at Su Mingyu on the side, and accused: "Su Mingyu, what's going on with you? Why were neither of you around when Mom had an accident? Is this how you are children?" ===== CHAPTER 271 =====