Pei Yong smiled and took the money, though he did not speak, he still felt ashamed.
How badly did Pei JianGuo do to make Guo Momo reach this point, without even giving him a shred of trust.
Of course, he was not blaming Guo Momo for what she should not have done, he just felt that he did not teach his son well, harming others and himself.
"Big brother, what are you planning to do next?" Pei Jing asked.
Pei Yong's eyebrows were filled with a trace of worry at Pei Jing's question. He was about to take out a cigarette and pinch it between his lips, but suddenly remembered that he was going to sleep with his grandchild today. His actions paused slightly and he put the cigarette back in his pocket.
He moved his steps towards the backyard, and Pei Jing naturally followed.
After a long time, Pei Yong's voice came, changing from powerless at first to firm, "I plan to transfer back to take care of him."
Pei Jing sighed, not surprised, but felt it was a pity, and gave his suggestion, "Big brother, have you considered taking him to the troops and asking someone to take care of him?"
"To be honest, on the way back, I had already thought about all kinds of feasible ways." Pei Yong said helplessly and smiled bitterly, "Ah Jing, but just now I was also thinking, if when JianGuo was young I had not chosen to escape, but had stayed by his side and taught him, would it not be a different picture today?"
He used to feel that the child was not bad, even if he was more mediocre, as long as he did not commit crimes it was fine.
But now he finally understood that it was precisely because he had this idea that Pei JianGuo had become what he was today.
His personality was not bad, but it could not be considered good either.
He did not commit crimes, but he pointed the knife in his hand at the person who needed his protection, thus creating the current situation.
ZhiXia woke up in the middle of the night to find no one beside her.
She opened her eyes in confusion, and Pei Jing happened to push the door in from outside.
"Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night and where did you go?"
"I was talking with big brother in the yard for a while." Pei Jing walked over and put his coat on the end of the bed, lazily hugged her and asked, "Did I wake you up?"
He still carried the unique freshness that belonged to the night. She moved and leaned her head on his shoulder, shaking her head lightly, "No, I just woke up and found you weren't there. It's very late, go to sleep quickly."
...
When daylight broke, ZhiXia opened the door to see PingAn standing expectantly at the door.
"PingAn is so diligent, how did you get up so early? Have you washed your face and brushed your teeth?" ZhiXia asked casually.
He shook his head, not even opening his mouth. The "Mom" he had called out yesterday seemed to be just an illusion for all of them.
ZhiXia did not mind, and pulled his little hand. "Then the third aunt will take you to wash your face, wash it clean, only then will you be lovely and well-behaved."
Every time she referred to herself this way, ZhiXia felt as if she was very old.
Pei Yong came out of the kitchen and said, "ZhiXia, go about your business, I will take care of PingAn."
"That's fine too." ZhiXia told him to listen to grandpa, although it had only been overnight, it was obvious that PingAn was no longer repellent to Pei Yong's approach.
After ZhiXia had eaten, she still had to go to school. When she came back she learned about Pei Yong's plan to transfer, and that he had gone out to look for a house today.
Pei Jing was not often at home either, so it was definitely not feasible for him to live here with PingAn, and now he was also completely disappointed with Pei JianGuo, and did not want to live with him.
The savings and housing left over from the divorce were all given to Wang Yue, but in recent years, apart from subsidizing his grandson every month, he did not have much to spend money on, and most of it was left unused.
Plus the 1,000 dollars left by Guo Momo, it was enough for him and PingAn to buy a smaller house and live in it.
Pei Jing had been helping him look for a house these days. Every time they went out, they took PingAn and Little Sixth with them, with each person carrying one. PingAn, who had never experienced paternal love, felt novelty for the first time.
Although this feeling came from his grandfather.
With the familiar ZhiXia and Little Sixth around, PingAn was smiling again after a few days.
It was just that when he had nothing to do, he would squat at the door, peeking out from time to time.
They all knew he was waiting for Guo Momo to come back for him.
Just then there was a family that had a flat for sale behind the house. Although the house was not very big, the price was reasonable. But Pei Yong still lacked 400 dollars.
Pei Jing meant to lend it to him first, but he did not agree, and instead borrowed 200 dollars from Pei Sheng, while Pei Jing lent him another 200 dollars.
His original words were, "You two families lend me 200 dollars each, this amount is not too much. No matter who wants to use the money in the future, don't hide it from me. Just gather some together and I can pay you back. On the other hand, if I borrow too much, I will feel burdened."
Although Pei Yong was preparing to transfer, there were still some things that needed to be handed over, and there was also the issue of his new job after his transfer to arrange.
He had just built up some feelings with PingAn, and was afraid that if he left for a few days and came back, there would be estrangement again. So he simply took PingAn with him to the troops, and would come back after all the formalities were completed.
During this time, Pei JianGuo came a few times, but every time, Pei Yong did not give him a good face, and refused his request to let PingAn go and live with him.
After experiencing so much in his life, he was quite open-minded now.
Pei JianGuo was almost thirty years old. As a father, no matter which aspect it was, he could no longer intervene, it was better to focus his energy on his grandson.
This child was the biggest victim of their kind of family, and if there was any compensation to give, PingAn deserved it the most.
Pei Jing did not come back for nothing this time. Taking advantage of his time at home, he also solved the phone problem.
Because installing one alone would be very troublesome and would require some approval procedures, he bought an extension from his grandparents and pulled a wire over. He only needed to get someone to install it, which was not much trouble at all.
The result finally came out on Wu Lei and Hu Zhou's side, and the land was successfully obtained, although the price was slightly higher than expected, costing a total of 120,000 yuan.
The next step was paperwork and building the factory.
ZhiXia was talking to Wu Xiaohua at the school gate. Wu Lei had been away for several months. Occasionally he would call back and ask about Wu Xiaohua's situation, with most of the communication between father and son being conveyed through her.
There was also one time when ZhiXia suggested scheduling a time to talk with Wu Lei, so that Wu Xiaohua could speak to him, but Wu Lei refused.
Also because of Wu Lei's departure and Wu Xiaohua's introversion, the snack stall's business was no longer as crowded as before, but only a few sporadic customers barely maintaining Wu Xiaohua's livelihood.
ZhiXia wanted to help him, but he was not willing to accept it. She could only pay more attention to the business, adding two pieces of clothing for him when it got hot.
She told Wu Xiaohua that she would keep fifteen oil sticks for her in the afternoon to take home for dinner.
As soon as she turned her head, she saw Wang Li struggling with a man.
She looked a little annoyed on her face, but the man clung to her relentlessly, chasing her all the way to the school gate.
