Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 482 - 483 The Foolish Filial Man’s Wife 97_1

Chapter 482: Chapter 483 The Foolish Filial Man’s Wife 97_1

With one more child in the house, it really became lively for a long time, from the moment the child was born, to when he started to roll over, sit up, and crawl, Zhao Wenjin once again felt the desire to pick up her pen.

Since she got older, Zhao Wenjin hadn’t been wandering around like before, or writing travel logs.

Zhao Wenjin had enjoyed semi-retirement for a long while, but now with two more children, she thought it wasn’t just enough to capture the family’s moments with a camera or the changes in the children.

But she always felt it was more interesting to depict them with a brush, "It’s also a keepsake for the twins," she said.

Because Liao Jiayu had her children at almost forty, Zhao Wenjin was already in her sixties and wasn’t sure how long she could accompany the children as they grew up.

"I hope this gift can become something they can pass on when they become parents themselves," she mused.

She didn’t know if she would live that long, but she hoped she would.

"So, you need to exercise regularly," Liao Kai used to not care about such things.

He felt his life was already fortunate, not having to worry about money, having traveled to many places and been quite well-known.

Zhao Wenjin used to just agree without action, but now she understood the importance of good health.

Every morning when she got up and after dinner, she would practice Tai Chi, go running, swimming, and all that; after all, she was determined to live to be 100 years old, hoping to see the day her great-grandchildren were born.

Zhao Wenjin originally intended to create a growth comic just for the twins as a gift and hadn’t thought about publishing it.

When an old friend paid a visit and accidentally saw Zhao Wenjin’s comics, he urged her, "Old Zhao, you must publish such wonderful comics."

"This is a gift for the twins, and besides, do you think anyone would want to buy it?" Zhao Wenjin, though not having released any works, still kept an eye on the comics being published at the time.

"How could no one want them?" The old friend asserted that the adorable twins would not only attract new parents with children but many who adored cute things as well.

"Plus, as you’ve said, it’s a gift for the twins; you could turn it into money from the publication to save for their education or their startup capital."

To persuade Zhao Wenjin to agree, the friend really put in a lot of effort.

After some thought, Zhao Wenjin replied, "Fine, it can be published."

"Then the money will be split in half; one half will be donated to orphans for a specific purpose," she decided.

"And the other half will be kept to set up a fund," Zhao Wenjin quickly made up her mind.

The contract was soon signed, and the stock was taken away by the publisher. This time, not only was a physical book published, but it was also serialized on the internet.

Zhao Wenjin couldn’t help but marvel at the digital age; fewer people were reading physical books.

In Zhao Wenjin’s eyes, this wasn’t a big deal at all; her family was financially secure, and this was just one more way to make money.

But to Liao Jun and his family, it was really an incredible feat.

"How did she start making money again?" Liao Jun asked as he looked at the link sent by someone, which featured Zhao Wenjin’s latest work, with the words "a gift for the twins" written on it.

Liao Jun really didn’t know how to describe it; making money may be easy for some, but was it really this easy?

It was just a casual drawing, and yet it could be published.

Even more unbelievable to him was the fact that not only was it published, but the online click rate and the sales of the physical book were very impressive.

Many were recommending this book set, and if one were to check the book sales charts, they were sure to find this book set on the list.

Liao Jun had gone from early envy to later indifference; there was no helping it if they simply weren’t at that level.

Even with all the jealousy, they couldn’t earn that kind of money. If only time could be turned back, he’d definitely send one child to learn painting.

What does it matter if it costs a fortune? Once mastered, the return on investment is exceptional.

When he found out that half the income from this book was being donated, Liao Jun swore up and down at home.

There were so many people in need right in their family, yet Zhao Wenjin just didn’t seem to know how to help.

In some small room of a city, Liao Xuan looked at the news on her phone and thought, "It truly doesn’t inspire jealousy."

Liao Xuan had been released from prison a few years back and hadn’t returned to Capital City, knowing she’d only be scorned there. Xie Haiqing had remarried and the children didn’t recognize her.

Perhaps the house had been sold by then. Even if there was the old house left, she had no stake in it. After Liao Daqiang and his wife passed away, Liao Jun and Liao Kai visited her in prison and gave her some money, which was her share of the inheritance.

That little bit of money couldn’t make a splash in Capital City; buying a house was out of the question. Only in a smaller place could she afford a house.

After buying a house in a small city, Liao Xuan went to a bigger city to work as a nanny. Although it was hard work, the income was decent, and, most importantly, they didn’t check her resume.

She thought that once she was away from the Capital City, she wouldn’t hear about them anymore, but surprisingly, after a long silence, Zhao Wenjin made a comeback, causing a stir.

"Who would have thought that the previously fragile Zhao Wenjin could be so formidable?"

Sometimes Liao Xuan wondered if things would have been different if she had been on good terms with Zhao Wenjin, but alas, no one could know for sure.

In a basement on the other side of the ocean, Feng Lili pulled out a thick notebook filled with clippings about Liao Jiayu.

"The girl is truly remarkable, to become such a prominent lawyer," she said.

Feng Lili had never imagined that from the same Liao Family, one would become a great lawyer, and another would be imprisoned twice, the kind who might spend a lifetime behind bars.

"It really is..." Feng Lili started to speak but burst into tears.

She once thought that marrying into America would grant her a good life, but she didn’t expect it to be a descent into hell, wherein marriage, she turned out to be an unpaid nanny.

Not fluent in English and isolated, with only a few households within miles of her residence, she knew too well that she’d been trapped by so-called classmates.

But without other options, she endured because she lacked a green card. After much struggle, she got her green card, hoping at least to inherit something when the man’s health failed.

Unexpectedly, the old man had a will. After the funeral, his children from another marriage drove her away. Later, with the help of the Chinese community, she managed to find a job as a nanny and persisted.

But now she is getting older and wonders how long she can keep it up. She wants to go back, but the cost of housing in the Capital City is daunting.

More importantly, she doesn’t wish to return; others may go back in glory, but her return would be disgraceful.

"Such is fate," Feng Lili sometimes thought, wondering if things would have been different if she had been stricter with Liao Bin and hadn’t had a fallout with Zhao Wenjin and divorced Liao Jun.

Perhaps then she wouldn’t have to endure such hardship, wouldn’t have to toil at her age, earning a living through sheer physical effort.

It’s a pity no one knows, Feng Lili sighed, put down the material in her hands, and prepared to rest. She had to get up early to work - the more she worked, the more she earned.

Zhao Wenjin was unaware that in many different corners, people envied and coveted her success. She was too busy to care about such things.

With her teaching, painting, and growing grandchildren, she was incredibly busy. Why should she pay attention to the whispers of irrelevant people?