"What's wrong? You've been in a bad mood all day."
On weekends, Lin Zhibai returned to the store to help. After a busy day and washing up, the two lay on the bed. Meng Xiangbei hugged the boy and asked in a low voice.
All day today, he could clearly see that the boy was unhappy and absent-minded from time to time.
Lin Zhibai buried his head in his arms, hesitated for a moment, and said sullenly, "A few days ago, I met someone at school."
As he spoke, Lin Zhibai talked about Lin Ya and his relationship with the Lin family, and finally mentioned the death of his parents.
"...Back then, I was only five years old, and our family wasn't doing very well financially. I remember my father was very happy that day, saying he could finally get a job at a state-owned enterprise. You should know that state-owned enterprises were even rarer back then than they are now. He said that with a high salary, my mother and I wouldn't have to live a hard life with him. We could buy meat and new clothes, and I wouldn't have to die from a fever because of lack of money, even though I had always been in poor health. But..."
Lin Zhibai curled up his fingers as they were held in Meng Xiangbei's palm, and a layer of mist covered his eyes.
He will never forget the day when his parents told him the good news, but he was obviously fine before they left. When he came back, all he saw were his grandparents crying, his uncle sighing, and the bodies of his parents lying on the tractor behind them.
"Zhibai, your parents are dead." Grandma hugged him who was stunned.
She said that his parents accidentally fell down the mountain and died.
At that time, at the age of five, he didn't quite understand what "death" really meant.
He pushed his grandmother away and ran towards his parents. He saw that their clothes had been torn by something, their bodies were covered with messy dead leaves, their faces were stained with dirt, and there was a hole in their heads that was bleeding.
He threw himself on his parents, crying, but they lay there with their eyes closed, motionless, their bodies cold.
Afterwards, he finally understood that his parents could no longer speak, move, hug him, kiss his cheeks, or call him "Baibai".
Holding his grandmother's hand, he watched his parents being buried in a pit. He knew that his parents would never come back.
Afterwards, his uncle, who was originally unemployed at home, went to work in a state-owned enterprise and his life became better and better. However, he lost his parents and became dependent on others.
He was only five years old at the time and didn't think too much about it. It wasn't until he was seventeen that he accidentally heard his uncle telling his grandparents that he should go to the countryside to replace his cousin. His grandmother seemed to disagree at first and even scolded him, "Don't forget how you got your job. If it weren't for you, your brother wouldn't have..."
The rest of the words came to an abrupt end because of my uncle's rage.
After all, the dead are no match for the living, so he was forced to go to the countryside in place of his cousin.
"So you suspect your uncle is responsible for your parents' death."
"Yeah." There was a faint blood color under the mist in Lin Zhibai's eyes, mixed with a hint of hatred.
The person in his arms was not hysterical, but leaned quietly on Meng Xiangbei's chest. He felt the wetness on his clothes. The young man cried silently, and a sad atmosphere lingered all over his body.
Meng Xiangbei felt distressed, clenched his fists, lowered his head and placed a kiss on the boy's forehead.
"Xiaobai, good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished. The truth will be revealed one day, and..."
"You are not alone. I will always be with you."
The young man in his arms was stunned for a moment, and finally he stopped being alone and bearing the pain. He burst into tears, as if he wanted to express all the grievances he had suffered over the past ten years.
After crying for a long time, the boy, feeling much more relaxed, fell asleep in Meng Xiangbei's arms.
In the darkness, a hint of deep understanding flashed across Meng Xiangbei's dark eyes. Knowing Lin Zhibai's past life, he knew that the death of Lin's father and mother was not just related to this so-called uncle.
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After being given the cold shoulder by Lin Zhibai that day, Lin Ya was in a bad mood for several days, especially when Lin Zhibai began to doubt the death of his parents.
Her absence from Lin Zhibai's presence did not hinder her curiosity and exploration.
She found out that Lin Zhibai did not live on campus on weekends, but they had the same school dismissal time, so she had no way to stop Lin Zhibai in advance.
However, she was lucky. When she came to the bookstore to buy books, she looked up inadvertently and saw Lin Zhibai's figure not far away.
It was a restaurant called "Meng's Restaurant". There were many people coming and going to eat, and Lin Zhibai was busy working the cashier.
Lin Zhibai has really become something. As a college student, he has fallen to working in a small restaurant. It really brings shame to Capital University.
Nowadays, self-employed individuals are just emerging. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that in this age of gold everywhere, self-employed individuals are the most profitable.
However, when the self-employed first emerged, they were looked down upon, especially those with stable jobs and those who worked for self-employed people.
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Lin Ya's family moved from City G to Kyoto three years ago as her father's position was promoted.
On the way home, she kept thinking about Lin Zhibai. As soon as she stepped into the house, she heard her father and brother arguing.
Lin Ya's father, named Lin Jianguo, married a wife named Sun Xuezhen, Lin Ya's mother. They had two children. The elder brother Lin Wen was two years older than Lin Zhibai, followed by Lin Ya.
Speaking of Lin Wen, he was a spoiled man.
When he was young, he had poor grades, fought and skipped classes everywhere. When he grew up, he had a sloppy personality, was idle, and was a bit lustful. Now he is in his twenties, has accomplished nothing, and is relying on his parents at home.
Lin Jianguo and Sun Xuezhen sighed many times and tried to discipline him, but they were defeated every time after a fierce argument with Lin Wen.
"I won't marry. If you want to marry, then marry her yourself. She's an ugly freak."
"The one I like is Yang Hui."
"That's your engagement with that old man. What does it have to do with me? I just won't marry her."
Lin Wen's voice was so loud that it drowned out the voice of Lin Jianguo, who was always well-mannered. Lin Ya walked in with her head held high. He glanced at her with angry eyes, snorted coldly, and slammed the door into his room.
Lin Jianguo's hand was trembling as he pointed at his back, and his chest was heaving violently. Lin Ya hurried forward to comfort him.
"You bastard! Yaya, if your brother were half as good as you, your mother and I would be satisfied."
Listening to Lin Jianguo's seemingly heartfelt sigh, Lin Ya lowered her eyes and sneered lightly. No, it's different. She is a girl and her brother is a boy. Even if her brother is a jerk, a girl can never compare to a boy.
Lin Ya was also raised in pampered condition, but she was still far inferior to her brother Lin Wen. She did not receive much attention from her grandparents and parents, which was probably one of the reasons why she vented her disgust on the poor Lin Zhibai.
Meeting Lin Zhibai again and hearing such insincere words again, the malice and calculations hidden in Lin Ya's heart were revealed again.
Lin Wen didn't come out of the room until dinner. During the meal, the whole family had cold faces.
Lin Ya took a sip of chicken soup and casually talked about her encounter with Lin Zhibai.
She raised her eyes and saw her father's expression changed out of the corner of her eye. She frowned slightly.
"Isn't Zhibai in the countryside? How did he suddenly become a college student? Did he do something bad?"
"Mom and Dad, Zhibai is such a heartless kid. After all, we raised him. Even if he's not grateful, you're still here. Don't you want to come back and see your grandparents?"
"How could a good college student go to work? He is really a loser."
Sun Xuezhen is a middle school teacher with a stable job. She married a capable husband like Lin Jianguo. After so many years of privileged life, she developed an arrogant personality and always liked to teach people a lesson, except when she was defeated by her son Lin Wen.
Like Lin Ya, she has disliked Lin Zhibai since she was a child and was picky about everything about him.
When the two old men heard about their grandson Lin Zhibai, they didn't say much except that they were touched at first.
They rely on their eldest son for support in their old age. Over the years, they have become accustomed to silence and listening to their eldest son and daughter-in-law, especially since they do not have much affection for their little grandson Lin Zhibai.
Lin Zhibai brought up the topic suddenly. Except for Sun Xuezhen's dissatisfied nagging, no one else spoke. Perhaps they didn't know how to deal with this person who suddenly appeared.
Suddenly, Lin Wen, who was eating a chicken drumstick across from him, seemed to think of something. He put the drumstick down and turned to Lin Jianguo and said, "Dad, let Lin Zhibai marry that woman."
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