On the third day of Yu Minglang’s disappearance, Qian got up early and heard shouting downstairs, as if there was a quarrel?
She quickly threw on so clothes and went downstairs, only to see Chen Lin, holding a snakeskin bag, grappling with Jia Xiufang.
Oh, the scumbag who disappeared for so long finally shows up? Qian raised an eyebrow.
"Let go! If I’m late, I’ll miss the train!" Chen Lin was planning to co back and pick up his things while no one was ho.
Jia Xiufang usually goes to the early market at this ti to buy cheap discounted vegetables, a routine she hasn’t deviated from for years.
But today, for whatever reason, she returned early and imdiately saw the man who had been missing for a few days, holding a snakeskin bag and preparing to leave.
"You’re taking a train, where to?" Jia Xiufang held onto the bag and wouldn’t let go.
In fact, she never had the courage to confront her husband like this before.
But these days, Qian kept reminding her that seeing money would prove Chen Lin’s innocence; without money, it all was just "ha-ha."
Moreover, Qian kept strengthening the children’s dependence on their mother, successfully brainwashing Jia Xiufang.
In Jia Xiufang’s mind, the logic had beco that if she didn’t see her husband bring out the bankbook, then he must have soone outside, and he was spending the money on improper things. Next, he would sell her daughter and ruin her son!
Night Shanghai, miniskirts, hostess tables, protection fee collecting punks! These were all things Qian kept hinting at Jia Xiufang to hypnotize her.
Chen Lin didn’t expect that his usually ek and indecisive wife would be so fierce today, angrily pushing her, causing Jia Xiufang’s fat body to stumble backward, hitting the corner of the table.
Jia Xiufang cried out in pain, unable to straighten up her waist.
Qian, seeing this scene, shot a murderous look from her eyes and grabbed a broom from under the stairs, swinging it at them.
Chen Lin staggered back from her hit, "You brat, would you dare hit your dad?!"
"Who’s letting you touch my mom? Mom, lock the door, bolt it!"
Qian said authoritatively, and Jia Xiufang endured the pain, cooperating with her daughter to lock and bolt the door with a click.
Mother and daughter surrounded the scumbag dad, Chen Lin feared nothing in this world, except a bit of fear from his eldest daughter.
He didn’t know why his eldest daughter suddenly turned into soone else, her expression and actions were all terrifying.
"Where’s the bankbook, hand it over! Qian’er needs to go to school!" Jia Xiufang wasn’t hoping to keep her husband anymore, but she wanted the money.
"Didn’t you host that graduation banquet a few days ago and collect quite a bit of gift money? It’s enough for her to go to school."
Qian’s eyes narrowed slightly, even though Chen Lin wasn’t ho, he was still quite inford.
A few old n must have tipped him off.
How ironic, "brotherly ties" used to fool her mom, knowing full well that Chen Lin ran off with his little sweetheart, yet hiding it from her mom, while revealing everything happening at ho to the scumbag dad.
Such relatives, don’t need them!
"That money’s not enough for Qian’er to go to school! The banquet money was all borrowed from her fourth uncle; the principal wasn’t even enough, adding a few hundred more to it. After paying it back, where’s the extra to let Qian’er go to school? You better take out the bankbook!" Jia Xiufang continued demanding the money, Chen Lin glanced at Qian, who was holding a stick, and evaded.
"I invested all the money with a brother nad Da Long, he’s going to run long-distance trips, I invested 20,000 yuan in it. The money’s all tied up, so now I have to go north with him to see if this makes money, Xiufang, once this venture works out, you’ll be living the good life, sitting at ho doing nothing, as you’ve always wanted that rabbit fur coat, I’ll buy you one this winter!"
"Ha!" Qian laughed, eyes full of ridicule.
This phrase hasn’t changed from the past life till now.
Paint a picture, make it seem like the future is full of hope, then con her mom.
In the past life, Jia Xiufang always wanted that rabbit fur coat, but couldn’t bring herself to spend a few hundred to buy it, and Chen Lin painted a beautiful future that tempted Jia Xiufang, making her believe his words foolishly.
But now, Qian had already preemptively planted psychological defenses for Jia Xiufang, so when Jia Xiufang heard Chen Lin speak like that, instead of being moved, her eyes showed a chill.
"Buy a rabbit fur coat?"
"Yes, haven’t you wanted one for a long ti? Once I make money, I’ll buy it for you!"
"You’ve already bought a mink coat for Qu Xue, haven’t you? Buy rabbit fur and her a mink?" Jia Xiufang suddenly exploded, snatching the broom from her daughter, and swung it at Chen Lin without holding back at all.
"Chen Lin, you’re not human! How can you do this to ! I’ve given you a son and a daughter, supported the family, where have I wronged you! How can you take the family money and ss around outside!"
Chen Lin never expected that the woman he had firmly in hand suddenly beca so hard to deal with.
Before, he could bluff a few words, and she’d believe whatever he said, acting all foolish, but how did she suddenly get this fierce?
Seeing this, Qian was amused. Grabbing a washed peach from the table, she bit into it crunchy, enjoying watching her mom tear into the scumbag, feeling quite satisfied.
If Chen Lin hadn’t ntioned the rabbit fur, Jia Xiufang wouldn’t have been so angry.
This is thanks to Qian, who often recited in her ear, asking why she couldn’t even buy clothes worth a few hundred, while Qu Xue might be wearing the mink coat bought with Jia Xiufang’s earnings...
Never underestimate the details of psychological hints; how important is the subconscious?
Everything in life is a true reflection of the subconscious. Various thoughts and beliefs built into the subconscious result in different behavior patterns, Qian not only understands psychological suggestion but also knows about her mother’s and father’s business, and the effect is apparent.
Being able to brainwash a mother with a dependency-prone personality into a warrior is a skill only top-notch psychologists possess, and it’s impressive.
Chen Lin, beaten up by Jia Xiufang, could only offer a pathetic explanation. "I really invested the money, seriously, I didn’t spend it recklessly, not at all!"
Jia Xiufang, having held in her distress these days, finally had a place to vent, chasing Chen Lin with more beating, hitting him several tis until he couldn’t stand the pain. He glanced sideways again at Qian casually eating fruit.
He was embarrassed in front of his children, making him anxious, and as Jia Xiufang continued assaulting him, in desperation he swung his fist at Jia Xiufang, Qian seeing her mom was about to suffer, grabbed the fruit tray, and threw it down entirely!
Chen Lin was hit on the head, struck the door with a clang, hurriedly opened the door with his hands, leaving the snakeskin bag behind, running and shouting.
"I really went to do business, wait for my good news!"
In his haste, he almost collided with a man coming from the front.
Jia Xiufang saw her husband flee, the hastily packed bags were left on the ground, fruits scattered everywhere, and she roared at Chen Lin’s back.
"You filthy coward, I’ll hit you every ti I see you, make sure the money cos back, if you’re short a penny, I’ll skin you alive!"
User Comments
0 comments from readers