Reborn 1990: Running towards the life of a housewife

"You yourself were angry when you mentioned these things back then. You were so angry that you kicked over the footbath at home and slapped yourself on the head while jumping in the mud. Have you forgotten?"

Zhang Simin snorted, "Your dad is so forgetful!"

Lin Zhe continued: "Old people talk about retribution. He has children and a daughter, and he is still living a miserable life. That is also his retribution. In this life, it does not mean that he can forget all the past things when he gets old. It’s been written off in one stroke, and if that’s possible, why would you still say that it’s not time to report?”

Zhang Simin nodded, "This is retribution!"

Lin Zhe glanced at Lin Chengcai and said softly, "Dad, even if you don't care about the past grudges and don't care what my mother and us children think, you have to take care of your second uncle. To put it bluntly, you are older than me." He is so much older and not young anymore. How many years can you take care of him? Sooner or later, won't he still have to rely on his children? You have developed their habits here. When you can no longer take care of him, who will go? Take care of him?"

"If you ask me, it would be better to let them take over from the beginning and let them fulfill their responsibilities as children. If you let them become the hands-off shopkeepers now, my second uncle will only live in a worse life in the future!"

"One more thing, you also said that now my second uncle can walk on his own, and can take care of himself when eating and going to the toilet. You have done your best to be a brother, and no one can say anything bad about you. Now it's time for you to let go. Now, let his family be responsible for taking care of him. Lin Xiao, Lin Bing and the others don’t have time. The second aunt is still here and she is still young. Judging from the current situation, taking care of the second uncle will not be a problem."

Lin Zhe mentioned the gossip in the village again, "I haven't been back for half a day, and I have heard a lot of gossip. As the saying goes, there is no smoke without smoke. If more people say it, the lies will become true. You should also pay attention to it. Son."

Lin Chengcai was stunned for a moment, "What gossip?"

Seeing that he really didn't know, Zhang Simin snorted: "What are you talking about? Talking about you and Li Lihua!"

Lin Chengcai really didn't know. No one said this in front of him. Even if he saw someone talking about it, he thought it was about him and Lin Chengdong. How could it be related to Li Lihua again?

He frowned, "It's nothing! Why are you just gossiping?"

Zhang Simin glared at him, "Is that what we said? It's you who didn't do other people's business! Now you know how shameless you are? Why did you go there so early?"

Lin Chengcai wiped his wrinkled old face, "You old woman, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhang Simin slapped her mouth and said, "It makes me feel sick even if I say it!"

These gossips were spread not long ago, and Zhang Simin only heard about them a few days ago.

But this is the case in the village. As long as someone talks about it, within two days, the whole village will know about it.

Lin Zhe said: "Dad, please don't go there in the future. One of the reasons is what I just told you, and the other is the gossip spread in the village. Our family is also a shameless person. If you don't talk about me, just talk about the eldest brother and the second brother." Brother, one works in the workplace and works for the country, and the other contracts projects and runs factories in his hometown. They are both respectable people. If these words reach the ears of their colleagues or the boss they work with, how do you want others to look at them? "

Lin Chengcai stamped his feet anxiously: "Oh! I really don't have one!"

"We know you are gone. But do outsiders believe it? Can you explain it to them one by one? Rumors spread for a long time and become true. The best way is for you to stop going!"

Finance Minister Lin Cheng sighed and waved his hand tiredly, "I understand."

After finishing speaking, he sighed again and entered the bedroom with his hands behind his back.

Shen Xiaojun didn't interrupt. Seeing Lin Chengcai go in with slumped shoulders, he said, "Dad, nothing will happen to him, right?"

Zhang Simin waved her hand, "What can happen to him? Let him think about it, lest he think of himself as the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering day by day."

Lin Chengcai didn't come out of the bedroom until Lin Rui's family came back in the afternoon. Lin Yao went in and looked at it. When he came out, he said that his grandfather was sleeping, and everyone in the family spoke softly.

Knowing that he was lying on the bed, Lin Rui thought he was not feeling well, "Why don't you go to the hospital for a checkup? The Chinese New Year is tomorrow. It is definitely not easy to go to the hospital on the [-]th and the first day of the lunar month."

Zhang Simin waved her hand: "He is in good health! He is mentally ill, so please leave him alone."

Are you sick?

"Heart disease?" Yuan Fenfang asked, "When did Dad have a heart attack?"

"No." Zhang Simin didn't know what to say.

In the end, Shen Xiaojun and Yuan Fenfang murmured a few words before they knew the reason.

Not to mention the expression on Yuan Fenfang's face, she said with difficulty: "I don't even know what to say about Dad. He is a good man, but he still has a short memory."

Lin Rui glared at her, "Don't say that about Dad."

Yuan Fenfang also glared at him, "I should have told him a long time ago. When I came back for the New Year last year, you should have told him."

Lin Rui: "Seeing my second uncle like that, I can't bring myself to mention it."

"The hard-to-discuss result is what it is now. When I passed by Jiang's yard when I came back, why did Aunt Jiang look at me like that? That's what happened!"

"That Aunt Jiang is too talkative."

"Indeed, it was she who spread the gossip about Baoqi."

Yuan Fenfang also told Shen Xiaojun a gossip about Aunt Jiang that she heard when she came back for the New Year last year.

"She had an argument with a bachelor in the village. She didn't know why. She lifted up her clothes in front of them and had nothing on underneath..."

Shen Xiaojun blinked, "Is there such a thing?"

Yuan Fenfang nodded, not wanting the children to hear, and whispered: "Sun Hui told me what she said. When it comes out of her mouth, it's just like that live broadcast! Tell me about Aunt Jiang, No matter what the quarrel is with others, you shouldn't lift your clothes! Isn't this letting others take advantage? She has the nerve to laugh at us, why doesn't she think about herself? "

Shen Xiaojun had heard a lot of "crazy" things about Aunt Chiang in her previous life, not just now, but in the future. After Uncle Chiang passed away, she lived a very carefree life, and no amount of gossip from people in the village could affect her.

Lin Chengcai didn't come out until dinner in the evening. Zhang Simin went to call him, but he lay on the bed and didn't move. When Lin Rui went, he just said he had no appetite. Finally, Lin Yao went to pull him up and then left the room.

He lay there all afternoon, and his energy was not very good. His eyebrows were drooped, and he didn't have the same energy as when he talked to Lin Zhe at noon.

"Dad, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Lin Rui asked with concern.

Lin Chengcai shook his head.

Zhang Simin drooped the corners of her mouth, stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, "No fever."

Seeing that the old woman still cared about him, Lin Chengcai picked up the chopsticks and said, "I'm fine, let's eat."