Reborn in the 80s, Get Rich by Eating Melons
Chapter 411: Mother and Son Breakup 1

Chapter 411: Chapter 411: Mother and Son Breakup 1

"It seems we’ll have heavy snow tonight. We probably won’t be able to head to the shop tomorrow," Wen Yun, after closing the door and turning on the TV, sat on the couch to watch the news alongside Tong Yaohui. Thoughts of her daughter and son-in-law caused her to sigh heavily.

Tong Yaohui sipped hot tea from his enamel mug, frowning at the weather, "If it snows heavily, we won’t go."

But his thoughts were consumed with the construction site. Work had barely begun when it started to snow heavily, indicating not much could be done before the year-end.

His son-in-law was busy and didn’t have time to oversee the construction, and it wasn’t appropriate for his daughter to always visit the construction site. Hence, he had to worry more about it.

As he aged, he simply wanted to lend as much help as he could, while he was still able.

Looking at Wen Yun switching the TV to the news channel, he sighed, "If I pass away sooner, you should live with them. Yaoyao can be careless, still childish. I don’t trust her with a child. If you live with them, it will prevent you from being alone. Yaoyao has grown sensible now, and Si Chen is a filial child. They won’t let you suffer."

Just as Wen Yun heard him planning for the afterlife, she expressed her annoyance, "Why are you talking about such inauspicious things right before the New Year?"

"Every person experiences birth, aging, illness, and death, what’s so inauspicious about that?" Tong Yaohui thought Wen Yun was too superstitious. Fortunately, Tong Yao took after him.

"I don’t want to hear those kinds of things. Don’t speak of such things around me." Wen Yun glared at him, and, remembering his recent dizzy spells, voiced her concern, "Since we won’t be going to the shop tomorrow due to the snow, go with me to Xiaochen’s hospital for a health checkup. Xiaochen has been urging you for a checkup, but you never take it seriously."

"I’m in good health. Why get checked?" Tong Yaohui was reluctant to go to the hospital. Seeing Wen Yun wanted to speak again, he changed the topic, "Don’t obstruct me from watching the news. Weren’t you knitting a sweater for our future grandchild using the yarn you bought? You should get busy with that!"

Wen Yun hurried back to her room to knit the sweater for the unborn child at his reminder; Yaoyao could get pregnant at any time. She decided to knit several sweaters and trousers for children in advance.

Even though sweaters were available at the stores, they couldn’t compare to those knitted by a grandmother.

When Tong Yao and Si Chen alighted at the residential station, the wind and snow had intensified. Feeling the snow layer on the ground, Tong Yao shivered. Si Chen quickly wrapped her in his coat, supporting the umbrella, they strolled side by side on the sidewalk. The sound of their shoes crunching on the snow was crisp and pleasing to the ears.

Due to the cold weather, there were almost no pedestrians around. Their shivering silhouette appeared frail, yet warm.

With her mind occupied, Tong Yao walked slower, Si Chen noticed but stayed silent.

The issue at home wasn’t resolved, whatever he said felt insignificant and powerless.

Upon reaching home, neither of them spoke much. As soon as Tong Yao thought of Lin Fengying, she felt a headache coming. She tried to put the matter aside but knew it would not simply disappear.

For now, Lin Fengying and Si Xiaohui were like venomous snakes lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike at any moment, and spoil her good mood.

Upon returning home, Tong Yao went straight to bed after washing up. She didn’t want to talk more. Lin Fengying and her daughter had given her a buzzing headache. It was annoying enough they were bothering her, but they even harassed her parents, which irritated her immensely.

Despite her mood, Tong Yao had a good night’s sleep. When she woke up the next morning, Si Chen’s spot on the bed was ice-cold, indicating he had left long ago.

It was only when she got out of bed that she realized Si Chen hadn’t prepared breakfast for her like he usually did. The kitchen was eerily silent.

What she didn’t realize was that Si Chen had gone out before dawn. However, he hadn’t gone to the hospital but to the place where Si Weimin rented a house.

Used to early mornings in the countryside, Lin Fengying went out to dump the trash early in the morning, and was startled when she saw Si Chen waiting at the door. Once she recognized her elder son, her expression froze as she falteringly asked.

"Xiaochen, why are you here?"

"Let’s talk inside." Si Chen entered, meeting the gaze of Si Weimin, who had just emerged from the room.

Si Weimin may boss his younger half-brother around, but he couldn’t do the same with Si Chen. Si Chen knew about his disgraceful act. He felt intimidated by Si Chen, and failed to make eye contact with him. Furthermore, Si Chen had the authority that came with being the eldest son of the Si family.

Si Chen’s dignity was even more intimidating than his late older brother’s. Even though he was not irritable or easily angered, he commanded respect from people.

Having worked in Kyoto for over a decade and being a boss in his own right, Si Weimin was accustomed to being flattered. He didn’t like being subdued by his nephew’s charisma. Putting on a stern face, he gestured to a chair.

"Since you’re here, sit down and let’s talk!"

With no emotion on his face, Si Chen replied, "There’s no need. I just want to say a few things, then I’ll leave."

Hearing Si Chen say this, Lin Fengying felt embarrassed. "Xiaochen, since you’re here, why the rush to leave? It’s snowing outside, please sit for a while and I’ll prepare breakfast."

"Don’t bother, I’m not eating," Si Chen sternly replied.

Seeing Si Chen’s cold demeanor towards Lin Fengying, Si Weimin frowned discontentedly, "Xiaochen, your mother didn’t raise you easily. Your younger brother and sister may not understand any better, but as the eldest, you can’t be like them."

Si Chen emotionlessly looked at Si Weimin, "The main reason for my visit is to talk to my mom. If you also want to join the conversation, we can discuss the matter of the past as well." His words carried an evident threat.

Hearing this, Lin Fengying immediately paled. She jumped in, "Xiaochen, say whatever you want to me directly. It has nothing to do with your uncle, leave him out of it."

The scandal from the past was still fresh. The moment it was exposed, she wouldn’t be able to face her eldest son.

Si Weimin kept his furious face silent, it was obvious he was under Si Chen’s control. He was afraid of his past being exposed.

After all, Si Xiaohui was still sleeping in the adjacent room.

Si Chen’s gaze shifted from Si Weimin to Lin Fengying, without any expression, he said, "I’ll book a ticket for you tomorrow. You should return to Li City. I’ll get the house renovated at the beginning of the year; whatever the house needs, just say it."

"You’ve come here just to tell me to return to the countryside?" Lin Fengying’s face turned rigid as she looked sorrowfully at her eldest son.