Chapter 250: Money Doesn’t Grow on Trees
The more Gu Jiaojiao thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. Sheng Yueyue was just a frog at the bottom of a well—she wouldn’t be able to get very far.
"For Yueyue to be a tyrant at home, she needs the backing to do it. Your mother spoils her to no end, and that’s what gives her the nerve."
When Sheng Shijing heard Gu Jiaojiao say "your mother," his heart sank. A river of sorrow threatened to overwhelm him.
"Yes, our mother feels sorry for the hardships she endured before, so she just wants to make it up to her..." Sheng Shijing couldn’t bring himself to continue.
Gu Jiaojiao looked at the deeply saddened Eldest Brother Sheng. "Eldest Brother, don’t be too upset."
"As long as Yueyue stays within the compound, she won’t make any huge mistakes. You should all just continue to be good to her and try to win her over."
"Jiaojiao, I know you’ve always been this kind. That’s why I could rest easy about you before."
"I understand. You raised me, so of course I know what you’re thinking." And Gu Jiaojiao truly did understand Sheng Shijing.
’After all, her soul was three years older than Sheng Shijing. Of course she understood how an adult’s mind worked!’
’But the original Gu Jiaojiao was just a young girl, not even eighteen yet. She really wouldn’t have been able to understand!’
’But that person was gone, so there was no point in dwelling on the past. The living had to stay strong and live happily.’
’This was the original owner’s wish, so Gu Jiaojiao didn’t mind saying a few pleasant things.’
"Jiaojiao, I’ve always felt so guilty, and I was afraid you wouldn’t understand me."
"Of course not! Don’t say things like that ever again, Eldest Brother. I really don’t mind anymore."
"Okay, okay. I won’t say it anymore, and I won’t think that way either." Sheng Shijing was overjoyed.
When he was gravely injured and on the brink of death, the person he worried about most was Jiaojiao.
But who knew that Jiaojiao had already grown so strong? What was there left for him to worry about!
"Eldest Brother, I’m going to administer acupuncture to my patient now. You must take good care of yourself and only return to your unit once you’re fully recovered, okay?"
"Okay, I’ll do as you say."
After saying goodbye to Sheng Shijing, Gu Jiaojiao went to the ward to take Xiao Yue’s pulse. Not only did she want to earn money, but she was also desperate to return to Qing City.
No matter the era, Gu Jiaojiao loved earning money. She had always believed that money didn’t grow on trees.
But it was definitely blown away as if by a strong wind. That’s why she especially loved the feeling of earning her own money, though making it was far from easy!
With her superb medical skills, she had only managed to acquire some treasures; she hadn’t earned a single cent in cash.
Although those antique treasures would be worth a fortune in a later era, right now, she was dirt poor!
According to Xia Qiuming, the Xiao Family was a century-old prestigious family and was incredibly wealthy, yet Xiao Yue didn’t have a single cent on him!
While Gu Jiaojiao was thriving here, happy as could be, Sheng Yueyue was living in absolute misery.
Eldest Brother Gu had said he would pay a visit to the Song Family, so that evening, Song Zijin had pulled out all the stops, fawning over her with extreme tenderness.
The next day, upon hearing that the Gu Family had left during the night, Song Zijin’s expression instantly changed. She knew he was genuinely enraged, so she didn’t dare provoke him.
When the couple paid a visit to the Sheng family home, Mrs. Sheng’s effusive concern made Sheng Yueyue momentarily forget Song Zijin’s fury.
She stopped acting meek and her words grew increasingly arrogant, until she ended up getting into a physical fight with Song Zijin right in front of Mr. and Mrs. Sheng.
Song Zijin didn’t dare to step out of line in front of Mr. Sheng, so he just let Sheng Yueyue berate him. ’I’ll slap her viciously when we get home,’ he thought.
But Sheng Yueyue was never one to quit while she was ahead. The more she railed at him, the more invigorated she became.
Normally, Mr. Sheng might have stepped in to put a stop to it, but this time he just sat on the sofa without making a sound.
He had completely given up on his daughter starting from when his second son had been in the hospital for three days and she hadn’t even once set foot inside to visit Xiao Wen.
Mrs. Sheng was just as indignant as her daughter, but as the poised wife of an official, she couldn’t join in the tirade.
When Sheng Yueyue saw that neither of her parents was stopping her, she felt completely justified, and her tattling escalated into a full-blown tirade.
Song Zijin sat quietly on the other end of the sofa, irritably listening to his new wife list his faults.
Whenever Mr. Sheng wasn’t looking, he shot his wife a few warning glances, which only made Sheng Yueyue even more furious.
So she rushed over to hit Song Zijin. But of course, he wasn’t about to just sit there and take it.
Song Zijin suddenly stood up to avoid her. Sheng Yueyue lost her balance and stumbled forward, collapsing awkwardly onto the sofa.
Unresigned, she charged at Song Zijin again. Just as she was about to reach him, he sharply sidestepped.
Sheng Yueyue lunged at empty air and crashed to the floor, knocking out a front tooth and filling her mouth with blood.
A sharp pain shot through her, and Sheng Yueyue, seething with rage, sprawled on the floor and began to howl.
Just as Mrs. Sheng was about to rush over and hit Song Zijin herself, he walked over to Sheng Yueyue.
He stood over Sheng Yueyue, glaring down at her and recalling the heartlessness of the Gu Family.
His anger became uncontrollable, and he exploded, "Sheng Yueyue, you actually dared to hit your own husband?"
"You’re truly a product of the countryside, utterly without manners. You’ve been back with the Sheng Family for almost a year. How are you still like this?"
"You brought this on yourself, so you can just lie there and suffer. Insulting me in front of my father-in-law and mother-in-law was bad enough."
"But you actually tried to hit me? Have you ever heard the saying? You reap what you sow!"
His rant didn’t quench his anger, so he glared viciously at Mrs. Sheng. "What? You want to hit me too, Mother-in-law?"
Mrs. Sheng stopped in her tracks. Seeing her daughter’s bloody mouth, she truly had wanted to slap her son-in-law a few times.
But when she saw the murderous look in her husband’s eyes, her only choice was to go and help her daughter up from the floor.
Sheng Yueyue was truly filled with regret. Not for trying to hit Song Zijin, but for failing to land a single blow and getting her tooth knocked out in the process.
It was a devastating blow to her pride. As she lay on the floor, a wave of indignation washed over her.
She struggled to her feet with her mother’s support, determined to regain some face.
She charged at Song Zijin, but he no longer felt any need to show his in-laws respect. He raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face several times.
Then, without even staying for the meal, he abandoned Sheng Yueyue and stormed out, leaving Mrs. Sheng frozen with a look of utter disbelief.
Seeing the mother and daughter crying in a heap, Mr. Sheng spoke, his voice surprisingly calm. "I’ve seen people with bound feet, but I’ve never seen anyone with a bound brain."
"You knew you couldn’t beat him, yet you overestimated your own strength and tried to start a fight. You deserved to be hit. Now, get back to the Song Family."
"Your second brother is still lying in the hospital because of you! Will you not be satisfied until our Sheng Family is destroyed?"
"Ren Cuiping, this is the fine daughter you’ve spoiled. You deal with it. I’m going to take a meal to Xiao Wen."
After he finished speaking, Mr. Sheng picked up the food container and left. He would rather eat with his second son at the hospital than face his daughter.
Ever since his second brother had been hospitalized, Sheng Shiwu was busy with Su Shuochi during the day and would stay with his brother at the hospital at night.
Mrs. Sheng looked around the empty house, then back at her daughter’s bloody mouth, and a wave of desolate sorrow washed over her heart.
She was at a complete loss when her eldest son called. It was as if a drowning person had just grasped a piece of driftwood.
She gave him an exaggerated, rambling account of what happened, putting Sheng Shijing in a terrible mood. If not for Gu Jiaojiao’s comforting words, his health would have certainly taken a turn for the worse...