Chapter 92: .Main Prince Supporting 2

Chapter 92: .Main Prince Supporting 2

After He Juan settled down in He's house, the work in the cafeteria naturally fell through, and there was only one manual job left, which was to go to the factory to get some materials to weave hats and scarves, and earn some hard money.

After seeing He Sijia's excitement, He Juan began to fidget and get up early the next day to compete with the servants for work.

When the family sat down to eat breakfast, He Juan was still busy in the kitchen.

Seeing the different dishes, He Sijia took a sip of the vegetable porridge, narrowed her eyes and said in satisfaction, "It's delicious."

When Lin Xiumei heard this, she glanced at the porridge in the bowl. The green leaves inside had worm eyes. She frowned slightly and pushed the porridge aside without saying a word.

When the breakfast was all on the table, He Juan was still dawdling in the kitchen, wiping here and there with a piece of cloth, pretending to be very busy, glancing at the restaurant from time to time, turning around immediately after being spotted, and continuing to work.

He Sijia looked at her wearing gray clothes that looked cheap at first glance, busy alone in the kitchen, pursed the corners of her lips, looked at He Dongchen who was at the side, and whispered: "Go to the kitchen and call..."

The first problem He Sijia faced was addressing her. It was not good to call her mother, and it was awkward to call her aunt. Unlike He Dongchen who was very thorny at the beginning, he directly congratulated Mr. Lin and Ms. Lin.

He Dongchen leaned on the back of the chair and kicked the ball back: "Then you are a real mother, you go by yourself."

He Sijia blushed, and finally went to the kitchen dawdlingly.

Seeing this, He Dongchen turned his head and said to Lin Xiumei, who had an unclear expression, "Look, this is the power of blood relationship. After only getting along for one night, you know it hurts."

Lin Xiumei paused slightly with the hand holding the fork, took a deep breath, and looked at He Dongchen with a kind smile: "Then why don't you feel sorry for my real mother?"

He Dongchen said straightforwardly: "That won't work. If I take the initiative to be enthusiastic, you may mutter that I dislike the poor and love the rich. He Sijia doesn't have this trouble. I'm really envious."

Lin Xiumei was a little dumbfounded, what is this saying.

He Zhenglan, who was sitting on the main seat, frowned slightly. Indeed, if the son who had just been found had a father, then he really should have something to say in his heart.

While talking, He Sijia had already pulled He Juan out, and the atmosphere between the two was obviously natural to the naked eye. He Juan followed behind, staring at He Sijia with red eyes.

The He family and his wife were tired of seeing it.

He Dongchen had already started to eat breakfast, the table was full of food, of course it was not He Juan's work alone. You can tell the difference just by looking at the presentation and the color of the dishes. The dishes He Juan cooks are generous and not that delicate, and the complicated ones should be ruled out as soon as possible.

He Dongchen glanced at it, and said meaningfully: "Mom, that's not what you did at home before."

He Juan regained her senses, quickly wiped the corners of her eyes, and explained: "I usually don't have these ingredients at home."

He Dongchen suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. He Sijia's favorite dishes are naturally made with He's ingredients. Just now I suspected that you did it on purpose. After all, you cook for He Sijia every day at school, so you naturally know what she likes to eat. "

After the voice fell, several people reacted differently and had different thoughts.

Lin Xiumei hurriedly said: "What Dongchen likes to eat, tell mom, and mom will ask someone to buy it."

What He Zhenglan was concerned about was: "Ms. He and Sijia knew each other before?"

"That's right, my mother cooks vegetables for Sijia every day, shredded pork with green peppers is only shredded pork, and beef brisket with potatoes is only brisket, right, He Sijia?" He Dongchen threw the question to He Sijia with a smile.

Under He Zhenglan's suspicious gaze, He Sijia could only bite the bullet and say, "That's right."

He Juan quickly waved her hands and explained anxiously: "Sijia has a sweet mouth and a beautiful mouth. All our colleagues in the cafeteria like it. It's nothing to order more dishes."

He Zhenglan looked at the mother and daughter who had somewhat similar eyebrows and eyes, and nodded, seeming to accept this explanation.

He Sijia and He Juan both heaved a sigh of relief, because after such a release, the next meal was tasteless and absent-minded.

He Dongchen hid his achievements and fame deeply, went out after breakfast, and continued his tutoring work.

He Zhenglan told him not to go. The He family's son was a tutor, so it would be embarrassing for him to speak out.

He Dongchen shrugged his shoulders: "I have been earning money by tutoring and copying homework since I was in junior high school. If you feel ashamed, you will be fine if you don't recognize me."

He Zhenglan frowned: "How did you talk?"

After speaking, he felt that he was being too harsh, He Zhenglan said in a soft tone: "The past was the past, and the present is the present. Dad will ask the secretary to issue a card for you later, so you don't have to earn those hard-earned money in the future."

"Okay." He Dongchen raised his eyebrows. If you have money, you don't need a bastard.

"I don't need much, just repay the money spent on He Sijia over the years. Similarly, I will also repay He Sijia with the money I have spent since I was a child."

He Zhenglan looked worried: "We're all a family, is it necessary to count so clearly? More births."

"It's necessary, very necessary." He Dongchen nodded, turned around and left after speaking, and continued to give tutoring to the little kid. The father and son are good people, but it's not good to let the pigeons go.

On the other side, He Sijia also went out.

She went out because she was uncomfortable at home, depressed and out of breath, and just wanted to escape.

Because she graduated from high school and became an adult again last month, He Sijia didn't have to continue to hide when she went to find Sima Yongqing, and always brought Sima Peiting as a shield every time.

"Miss He, wait a moment, the president is in a meeting." The beautiful secretary put down a cup of coffee and left slowly.

He Sijia looked at her exquisite back, and then looked down at her figure, a little discouraged and unhappy.

Sima Yongqing hurriedly ended the meeting and came out to see this scene. He went over to hold him in his arms, put him on his lap, hooked He Sijia's small chin with his fingers, and asked, "What's wrong, my little girl?"

He Sijia looked at the short beard on Sima Yongqing's chin, and said sullenly, "Why am I so small."

Sima Yongqing glanced across He Sijia's neckline, and knew it in his heart: "I just like small ones."

"I hate it!" He Sijia scolded.

The two quarreled for a while before He Sijia leaned into Sima Yongqing's arms and sighed: "I don't want to go home now, the atmosphere is so weird, I can't do anything right."

Sima Yongqing frowned, thinking that the kid named He Dongchen was quite shrewd, he solved the embarrassing situation in one go, and transferred the conflict to He Sijia.

"Do you want to get He Juan away?" Sima Yongqing asked indifferently.

"No!" He Sijia shook her head violently, no matter what, she was also her own mother, and it seems that these years have not been good at all.

Sima Yongqing nodded and said, "Tell me if you're unhappy, don't make yourself uncomfortable."

He Sijia nodded heavily, smiling sweetly, thankful again that she mustered up the courage to chase after Sima Yongqing, and now spring will be ushered in.

He Sijia had dinner outside before taking a taxi home.

Sima Yongqing's handsome face filled his mind on the road, and when he was blushing and heartbeating, he suddenly saw a familiar figure passing by the window.

"Stop!" He Sijia called out, and when she got off the car, she saw He Juan who was sweating profusely with a big bag on her back, and hurried forward and asked, "Why don't you go home by car!"

Seeing her daughter in a princess dress, He Juan hurriedly took two steps back, licked her chapped lips, and said with a cautious smile, "I stink of sweat, stay away, don't smell it."

When He Sijia heard this, his nose suddenly turned sour, and he asked sullenly, "Why don't you go home by car, and what is this big bag of things?"

"The bus doesn't run until the foot of the mountain. It's too expensive to take a taxi. I want to keep the money in my mother's hand." He Juan explained, weighing the package on her back, "This is the material I went to the factory to get. Your hat is so beautiful, I will knit you the most beautiful one later.”

He Sijia suddenly remembered, yes, the He family lives in a villa area in the middle of the mountain, and the bus only goes to the foot of the mountain, so He Juan can only walk up the mountain for more than half an hour with this big bag on her back.

He Sijia looked at He Juan with a sad face, and felt very sad. Even at the same age, Lin Xiumei got in and out of luxury cars without a single wrinkle at the corner of her eyes, but He Juan's face was full of wrinkles, with sad eyebrows and eyes, which made people feel sad at a glance.

"Next time you go out, ask the driver at home to take you." He Sijia blinked her sore eyes, took out a handful of banknotes from her bag, and stuffed them into He Juan's coat pocket, "Take a taxi when you come back, don't leave. "

Seeing that her daughter felt sorry for her, He Juan immediately burst into tears.

It's all worth it.

When He Dongchen came home at night, he found that He Juan and He Sijia's mother and son had a better relationship. They were busy in the kitchen together. He Juan was cutting vegetables, and He Sijia was washing vegetables. The original servant stood aside, unable to intervene.

In the living room, Lin Xiumei was sitting on the sofa reading a fashion magazine, and there was a rattling sound when the pages were turned. He Zhenglan probably worked overtime and hadn't returned home yet.

He Dongchen raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped forward on purpose and said in a loud voice: "Why don't you say that your daughter is a caring little padded jacket. Ms. Lin, when He Sijia was at home, did you help me like this?"

Lin Xiumei closed the magazine, gracefully placed it on the coffee table, her exquisite manicure was shining.

"I never go into the kitchen."

"Also, son, you should call me mother, not Ms. Lin."

He Dongchen sat down on the side, shrugged his shoulders: "That's no good, it's just a day to call mom, how dishonest."

Lin Xiumei took a deep breath, yes, it's only been a day, and He Dongchen didn't even call his mother, and He Sijia was already helping He Juan with work affectionately.

For a moment, Lin Xiumei couldn't tell whether He Dongchen was too cold-blooded or He Sijia was more enthusiastic.

Anyway, she felt uncomfortable!

When the dinner was served, He Zhenglan came late and put the card in front of He Dongchen: "It's all inside."

The others looked at the card, not knowing why.

He Dongchen picked up the golden card with two fingers, played with it for a while and asked curiously, "How many are there?"

He Zhenglan took a deep breath, and said patiently: "Excluding the big items, such as piano jewelry, the total is 15 million." Not to mention anything else, He Sijia's piano teacher has an annual salary of 500,000.

He Sijia, who was originally confused, immediately came to his senses, his face paled, and his hands on his knees began to tremble.

He Dongchen smiled, took out a thousand dollars from his pocket after accepting the card, put it on the table, and said unhurriedly: "I started picking up bottles for money when I was five years old, and picked tea leaves to make money when I was eight years old. I got up at 1:00 am and went down the mountain with the wind and rain until it was dark. When I went home slowly on Friday morning, I ran home without a break and went up the mountain with a basket to pick tea leaves. This kind of day, until I took the test The high school in the upper urban area just ended, and there is no tea picking in the city, but there are more ways to earn money, such as helping classmates with errands and homework, and handing out leaflets on weekends, the tuition fee for elementary school is tens of yuan, and the tuition fee for junior high school is more than two hundred. Tuition was free for two years, and when I was a child, picking bottle caps cost two yuan a day, picking tea leaves cost tens of yuan a day, and the money for tutoring and handing out flyers was also a lot. Calculated piecemeal, in the past 18 years, I only spent a few dollars. Up to a thousand dollars."

"Fifteen million and one thousand, tsk tsk, I feel sad for myself. Fortunately, I was admitted to a school that is better than He Sijia, so I can count myself as an example of myself."

When the voice fell, everyone fell silent.

He Sijia bit her lip, tears rolled down her face, she lowered her head and was at a loss.

Lin Xiumei and He Zhenglan also had mixed feelings.

Eighteen years of misery are understated and insignificant, but when fifteen million and one thousand dollars are in front of you, you realize the gap between them is worlds apart.

When the atmosphere froze, He Juan suddenly cried bitterly, grabbed He Dongchen's hand and choked up, "It's my mother who is useless, and I am useless and I'm sorry for you."

The stagnant air circulated in an instant, yes, He Juan can't be blamed, she is a woman who wants to take care of a child, and also raises a good-for-nothing husband who only drinks and beats people.

That He Gou fell into the sewer and died a few months ago, he really deserved it.

He Dongchen patted He Juan's hand, and comforted him sincerely: "I don't blame you. If you were to blame, why would I rush to protect you every time He Gou beat someone? Every scar on my body , are all feelings for you."

He Dongchen said as he lifted his bangs, revealing a scar on the right forehead, and said to everyone with a smile: "Look, this is what I suffered for my mother on my tenth birthday. When the beer bottle hit me, I thought I was Going blind."

Everyone looked at the scar on his forehead, and their hearts were shocked. What was He Sijia doing on her tenth birthday? There was a banquet at home, and the whole room was piled up with presents.

Lin Xiumei covered her mouth and said distressedly: "You child, why don't you know how to avoid it!"

He Dongchen smiled: "I want to protect my mother, how can I avoid it, it's not easy for her to raise me."

He Zhenglan's face had already darkened, and his emotions were brewing.

Seeing this, He Dongchen added fuel to the flames: "Mr. He, tell me, did you do something immoral to He Gou in your previous life? Otherwise, why would you spend 15 million on his daughter who was pampered by him, but he has been doing the same thing for ten years?" The sun and the earth beat your son."

"Shut up!" He Zhenglan slammed the table, and shouted with a sullen face, "The past is over, and Dad will make up for you even more in the future, but Sijia is innocent, so don't keep getting involved with her."

He Sijia, who was in tears, was startled, looked at He Zhenglan with a full face of emotion, and murmured, "Dad."

Lin Xiumei on the side sighed: "Forget it, your father is right, Sijia is innocent, and we will live a good life as a family from now on."

The originally tense atmosphere gradually eased, and He Sijia's high-hanging heart slowly fell.

at this time.

He Dongchen embraced He Juan's shoulders, smiling brightly: "What kind of family, are two families."

He Zhenglan and Lin Xiumei: ...heart attack.

He Dongchen didn't seem to understand his face, and continued: "You are right, He Sijia is innocent, I understand, so now you are all around her, speaking for her, I have no objection, really."

He Dongchen said it with a sincere face, but everyone else could hear the strong smile, pretending to be strong.

Lin Xiumei couldn't help but ask herself in her heart, why should she sympathize with Liying's adopted daughter instead of her own son who has suffered for eighteen years?

It was another tasteless dinner, everyone couldn't taste it, only He Dongchen still ate it deliciously.

It's right to be uncomfortable!

He Juan's status in the He family is awkward. According to the guests, she lives at home every day, eats and drinks, and is close to He Sijia. If He Dongchen goes up to join in, the three of them will enjoy themselves happily. Can't help but think, whether their family owed He Juan in the previous life, so in this life, they have contributed money and energy to raise their two children, and He Juan has to be raised.

Fortunately, He Juan is not so arrogant, she really eats and drinks for free, and competes with the servants for work all day long.

The imbalance in Lin Xiumei's heart went away.

But as time passed, Lin Xiumei became dissatisfied.

For dinner this day, He Juan crowded out the servants as usual and cooked a large table of dishes.

He Sijia boasted that it was delicious, and He Dongchen followed suit, bragging so well that he waved He Juan's hands happily.

Lin Xiumei looked at the dishes, and suddenly called the servant who was gradually relaxing, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai: "Didn't I say it a long time ago, our family is not short of money, and only the tenderest part of the ingredients is needed, take a look at what this is. "

Lin Xiumei pointed to a plate of braised meatballs, pointed to the lettuce leaves under the meatballs and said, "There are two insect eyes so big on it, you really disgust us, don't you?"

The servant cried out, and glanced at He Juan secretly: "Sister He made this dish."

He Juan was at a loss for what to do. She fidgeted and said, "I used to eat like this at home. It's good to have insect eyes, which means that no pesticides have been used."

Lin Xiumei said coldly: "Switching the concept, whoever uses pesticides only hits one leaf, it's not that they are poor and can't get on the table."

"Mom! How can you talk like that!" He Sijia yelled, "Mother He worked so hard to cook a table of dishes, what happened to the two worm eyes?"

Lin Xiumei's face was completely cold: "You can see her working hard, why don't you see that she lives in a mansion, eats delicacies from mountains and seas, and even has a driver to take her in and out."

Lin Xiumei got angry when she said this. There was a time before when she was in a hurry to go out and the driver was not there. She called to ask and sent He Juan to the factory for delivery!

It's really interesting to go to the factory to pay a few hundred dollars in a luxury car worth a few million dollars.

Lin Xiumei said to the aggrieved He Sijia: "I raise you because you are my daughter, what is she, she eats and drinks for free, what's the matter with cooking?"

He Sijia burst into tears angrily: "It can't be calculated like this, the servants still get paid for cooking."

"I'll pay the salary, does she dare to ask for it?" Lin Xiumei glanced at He Juan, and said with a half-smile, "With the salary, you are not only the daughter of the He family, but also the daughter of the servant of the He family."

"I don't want a salary, I can do whatever I want." He Juan immediately said, pulling He Sijia's arm, her eyes pleading.

He Sijia pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Another tasteless dinner.

He Dongchen ate happily.

It's right to be uncomfortable.

Life is already stumbling, adding He Juan who is out of place, it will be even more frivolous and full of contradictions.

The first time worm eyes appeared in the vegetable porridge, Lin Xiumei endured it, but all the vegetables had worm eyes, Lin Xiumei couldn't bear it.

It's obviously her home, why should I wrong myself to accommodate others!

Why!

Lin Xiumei's outburst was within He Dongchen's expectation. He Juan carefully calculated, insect eyes are nothing, and the yellowed leaves can be torn off to continue eating.

The He family lives a nourishing life, and only eats the freshest and tenderest part of the ingredients, just like strawberries only eat the strawberry tip.

It was a mistake for He Juan's careful planning to be placed in the He family.

Originally, just a reminder from the servant could avoid conflicts.

But the servant was robbed of his job and faced the danger of losing his job, so naturally he would not remind him kindly.

The conflict caused by the two worm eyes made the atmosphere of the He family fall to the bottom.

Afterwards, He Zhenglan approached He Dongchen and tried to discuss it: "It's not a big deal if it goes on like this, or else I'll arrange a job for He Juan and invite her to come and have a reunion on weekends."

"No." He Dongchen shook his head, and said with a firm attitude, "I'll be there when Mom is here."

He Zhenglan's forehead was twitching violently, and he couldn't help raising his voice: "You have to make a mess of your family to be satisfied, don't you! He Juan is an outsider, and she insists on living together, it won't get along!"

Do you have any opinions on Lin Xiumei? He does too! It was originally my own home, but suddenly an outsider lived in. When running in the morning, I had to stop to say hello. Change out of her pajamas and dress decently, then turn around and meet He Juan who is wearing thin pajamas!

This is his home!

Why!

He Dongchen looked at the raging anger on He Zhenglan's head, and said slowly, "Didn't I learn from you? He Sijia and I are also incompatible. We live under the same roof, and you never cared whether I was uncomfortable or not."

He Zhenglan was stunned, and then realized that he looked at the tall and thin He Dongchen in disbelief. After a while, he laughed angrily: "You did it on purpose. You blamed us for not sending He Sijia away, so you deliberately tormented us!"

He Dongchen generously admitted: "That's right, the wrong thing was a misunderstanding, He Sijia is innocent, you have two children, everyone is very happy, why should I bear those eighteen years alone, everyone should suffer together .”

He Zhenglan looked at this son whom he recognized halfway, with admiration. If it wasn't for the pain on his body, he really wanted to applaud him.

"Don't think that I really can't do anything about you!" He Zhenglan gritted his teeth.

He Dongchen is very bachelor: "The most is to deny me and give all the family property to He Sijia. I have no objection, really, after eighteen years of suffering, it doesn't matter if I continue to suffer. Anyway, I am not the biggest victim."

He Zhenglan was speechless, and gave all the family property to He Sijia, he really couldn't swallow that.

As long as He Zhenglan closes his eyes now, all he can think of is He Gou's smile and that magical sentence: I beat your son violently, and you pamper my daughter.

I beat your son violently, but you pamper my daughter!

He Zhenglan closed his eyes and waved his hands weakly: "Hurry up and get out."

He Dongchen accepted it as soon as he saw it, and Shi Shiran left the study.

When going out, he bumped into He Sijia who couldn't dodge in time.

He Sijia dodged her eyes subconsciously, took a deep breath after a while, and said softly: "Dongchen, don't make trouble, okay, let's live a good life together, I know you have suffered a lot, I will try my best to compensate you, I will give you the pocket money , the piano is also given to you, and everything that can be taken away will be given to you."

He Dongchen put his hands in his pockets and corrected her: "Those were originally mine."

He Sijia felt ashamed, and said incoherently: "I know, I know, I really want to make it up to you, what should I do?"

"The solution is very simple."

He Sijia looked forward with tears in her eyes, holding her breath waiting for the answer.

He Dongchen said word by word: "Leaving my life, there is no need to apologize, no need to make compensation."

If you are lucky, don't always appear in front of the victim with a panicked look, causing other people to feel distressed, pressing the victim's head and begging him to forgive.