Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 490 - 490 485 Human Desire

Chapter 490: Chapter 485: Human Desire Chapter 490: Chapter 485: Human Desire “Auntie…”

Although he had called out cheerfully on the train, the moment he actually saw her, Haohao looked at Mu Jiawen, his little face flushed with a bit of shyness.

Mu Jiawen squatted down in front of him and reached out to tousle his hair, smiling, “Our Haohao has grown so much.”

“Mhm, I’m starting first grade when school opens, Daddy has already signed me up,” Haohao was still a bit shy, but he tried hard and eagerly to respond to his auntie’s words.

“You’re going to first grade already, do you like school?”

The little guy nodded vigorously, “Like.”

He probably forgot that when he first started kindergarten, he also said he really liked it, and he went off to school on the first day full of excitement, but from the second day onwards, he just couldn’t be persuaded to go to school at all.

Still too young, ah.

Jiang Yan had come along too; he thought it would only be Xie Lin and Zhou Youming with his son, but he didn’t expect…

Zhou Youming saw Jiang Yan looking at his new wife beside him and quickly introduced her, “This is my wife, Yong Meng. We got married three months ago and took advantage of the summer vacation to bring Haohao to Beijing for a trip.”

Jiang Yan smiled and called her sister-in-law, then asked, “Is sister-in-law also from your school?”

Zhou Youming was surprised, but nodded, “She’s my colleague. How did you guess?”

“It’s just a wild guess, mainly because sister-in-law looks more spirited standing there than others, with a very upright posture. Even though she’s wearing casual clothes, you can tell she’s quite striking.”

Everyone likes to hear praise, and Yong Meng was no exception. Initially awkward about meeting her husband’s ex-wife’s family, she felt much more comfortable after Jiang Yan’s compliments.

Zhou Youming pointed at Jiang Yan and told Yong Meng, “See, you can’t deny he’s from Beijing University, he has a way with words.”

The group chatted for a while at the train station exit before setting off for the restaurant.

After a few shy minutes, Haohao had already warmed up to Mu Jiawen once again, following her wherever she went, and in the evening after dinner, he nearly wished he could go home with her.

Mu Jiawen wouldn’t have minded taking him back, but Zhou Youming didn’t agree.

It wasn’t for any particular reason, just that there were a few military comrades from the Beijing military district in the area who had booked the rooms for Zhou Youming and arranged tomorrow’s itinerary. Their accommodations were a bit far from Mu Jiawen’s house, and since they were traveling as a group, it wasn’t convenient to have someone drive all the way over just to pick up Haohao.

Before leaving, Haohao pulled Mu Jiawen close and whispered into her ear, “Auntie, Mommy won’t answer my calls now, is she trying to forget about me?”

Mu Jiawen was taken aback upon hearing this; it had been a long time since she had heard any news about Song Xiwen. Today, while she was out with Haohao, he hadn’t mentioned his mother at all. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to mention her; he had been holding back all this time.

“Your mom not answering your calls could be because she’s busy, not because she wants to forget you,” she said.

Haohao’s face puckered up as he shook his head, “No, at first she would answer, but after talking for a little bit, she would say she was busy, and then she’d hang up. Later on, she started to sound impatient when she did answer, asking, asking me what I wanted from her…”

Haohao’s voice got quieter and quieter, until even Mu Jiawen could hardly hear him.

She was somewhat speechless. Your son is calling you, and you ask him what he wants from you?

What’s wrong with her head?

“Auntie, did Mommy get married like Daddy? Does she have her own family now?”

The little guy’s voice was somewhat dejected, though Aunt Yuan was good to him, she still wasn’t Mom.

Mu Jiawen had no experience in comforting children, but she knew how she had managed to get by during those lonely and solitary years when she was young.

“Haohao, regarding the things that make you unhappy, once you do them, don’t do them a second time. Even if you want to, don’t go and do it, because it will only make you unhappier. Like this, didn’t you also like to draw before, do you still draw now?”

“Yeah, Dad signed me up for art classes.”

“Then good, if you want to call your mom, but are worried she won’t answer, then don’t call. Paint instead, and put down on your painting everything you want to say to your mom. Maybe one day if she misses you, she will come to find you, then you can give her your drawings, okay?”

This was also a solution borne out of no alternative, otherwise what could be done?

Was she supposed to tell Haohao that his mother had changed, that she just didn’t like him anymore, that she was now selfish and only thought of herself?

A six-year-old child is very sensitive and has come to understand a lot, capable of discerning right from wrong, and thinking about the reasons behind things.

If he only thought it was his mother’s fault, that would still be okay, but if he blames himself… that would surely impact the healthy development of his psychology.

After parting with them and on her way home, Mu Jiawen couldn’t help but sigh, thinking that taking care of a child really wasn’t an easy task.

Sitting in the back seat, Xie Lin heard her sigh and thought she was reluctant to part with Haohao.

After hesitating, he said, “Sis, you might not know yet? Our elder cousin was transferred to North City, she… seems to be some big shot’s mistress now.”

Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen were simultaneously shocked, and just as the car stopped at a crossroads for the red light, they exchanged glances, with Jiang Yan asking, “How do you know this?”

Xie Lin leaned back in the rear seat and curled his lip, “I overheard my parents talking about it. My aunt hasn’t been feeling well for the last six months, and our elder cousin hasn’t gone to see her. Since my mom goes to Yunzhou to learn piano every week, she thought of stopping by to talk with our elder cousin. Honestly, if it weren’t for the fact that my aunt has only her as a daughter, my mom most definitely wouldn’t stoop to dealing with her.

“But who would’ve thought, as soon as my mom inquired at her workplace, she found out she had long since been transferred out. My mom was using the restroom at her workplace and overheard her former colleagues talking about her, saying she got involved with some big leader who came to inspect Yunzhou last year or the year before. The guy’s in his fifties, and she became his mistress.”

After Xie Lin finished speaking, Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen were both silent.

Mainly, the path Song Xiwen took was indeed something they had not expected.

A saying really does hold true, a person’s desires are indeed endless.

When she had no power and no money, she could contentedly be her small employee, supporting her husband and educating her children. But once she actually had money, she then wanted power, or to say, even more.

For that, she could unhesitatingly abandon her parents and children.

Mu Jiawen used to think that Xie Jingying might waver in the face of her biological father, after all, she rarely listened to her grandmother, and often went against her.

But she didn’t expect that after the truth was revealed, Xie Jingying would firmly protect her grandfather and grandmother, disregarding her birth father.

While Song Xiwen, for the sake of inheriting that so-called large inheritance, had severed ties with her parents.

About half a year after this incident, Mu Jiawen received a call from her aunt—Xie Jingying had passed away!

Her departure was extremely peaceful, she had told Song Laosan the day before that she wanted to eat beef, so Song Laosan bought some and stewed it with potatoes.

She had two bowls of rice with this dish and drank sweet potato gruel in the evening, she went to bed calmly but didn’t wake up the next morning…