Transmigrated to Twenty Years Ago and Adopted Myself

    When Jiang Wang sent Peng Jiahui out of the house, he had a lot of things he wanted to ask his biological father, but all the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them.

    If it wasn't for the car accident, he would never have come to this place, and he would never have seen his biological parents again.

    So in his concept, there has never been a family gathering together.

    When it really happened, his emotions were blank, he didn't even know whether to be sad or happy. Come here, it's all over.

    Peng Jiahui was still happy when he knocked on the door, but when he came out again, he was overwhelmed, he hesitated to speak, took two steps and stopped two steps, and looked back at Jiang Wang's expression.

    "Big brother," the middle-aged man found a brand new red envelope from his briefcase and handed it to Jiang Wang: "Here is half of my salary this year, and year-end bonus, plus I finally got 50,000 to 60,000 yuan."

    "You treat the stars really well, I see it too, but his food, drink and clothes, as well as his tuition, should have been paid by me."

    Peng Jiahui touched his head in embarrassment when he said this.

    "As you know, I work in mechanical engineering. The payment is made every two or three quarters, and the fixed salary usually paid is not much."

    "I didn't dare to tell you before, because I was afraid that you would think that I was fooling people with empty words, so I came to you today after I got it - I also told him about the child, the tuition and living expenses Dad It will definitely be a burden, don’t be stressed, just go to school happily.”

    Jiang Wang's thoughts were still on the incident of his parents appearing at the same time.

    "You must pick it up. The password is the date of birth of the child. I know that the money is relatively small. You previously chose the school fee or something...I'm embarrassed to ask," Peng Jiahui summoned his courage and said : "Actually, I have already tried to transfer to Yuhan with my superiors, but only if the projects this year and next year are over-completed, I can only be promoted."

    "I originally said that I would buy a house in Hongcheng, but I didn't expect you to bring Xingxing to Yuhan to study. No matter how lucky you are, you are always thinking of giving him a share. I... I will do my best to buy a house in Yuhan, It will delay you for another year or two, and I will rent a house to accompany him in the future, do you think it is okay?"

    Jiang Wang lowered his head and touched the red envelope, and finally said, "How do you feel when you see Du Wenjuan?"

    Jiang Wang's mouth had a meaning, and when it reached Peng Jiahui's ears, it had another meaning.

    In Peng Jiahui's eyes, this young man who is strong and strong, is the younger brother of his ex-wife.

    And he has done too many things to his ex-wife, which they both know very well.

    Peng Jiahui's momentum suddenly weakened.

    "I really didn't want to disturb you," he returned to a somewhat humble and embarrassed state: "A lot of things happened back then... I was not a thing, I shouldn't have hit her."

    Peng Jiahui was still carrying a card, thinking about bringing some money to live in a decent place for himself, to buy some New Year's goods for his parents, and to buy some new clothes.

    He took the wallet, gritted his teeth, reopened it, and took out this one too.

    "The second one, please pass it to Juan, I owe her."

    "The password is my parents' birthday, she knows."

    Jiang Wang was silent for a while, then pushed back the card that belonged to Peng Xingwang, and took the second card in his hand.

    "I will hand over this." He turned around and walked back, facing Peng Jiahui and raising the card in his hand.

    "What you owe Peng Xingwang will never be repaid with money."

    "Come and see him when you have time."

    Peng Jiahui didn't expect Jiang Wang to choose this way.

    Jiang Wang suddenly stopped and turned to look at Peng Jiahui again, as if he had put down something, and smiled relieved.

    "By the way, happy new year."

    Du Wenjuan waited in the living room for a long time, still feeling uneasy.

    She didn't expect to see her ex-husband so suddenly. She had both a familiar fear and a sense of revenge after she had given birth to a daughter for someone else.

    But in front of children, these emotions need to be restrained, and only the mother's side is retained.

    As for how much Jiang Wang would see...it was beyond her control.

    Jiang Wang smoked a whole cigarette downstairs and patted off the smell on his body before going upstairs.

    I happened to see my mother cooking alone in the kitchen, Xingxing watching TV in the living room, saying hello and entering the kitchen, closing the door.

    "He asked me to hand it over to you, saying it should have been given long ago, but I haven't been able to find a chance. The password is his parents' birthdays."

    Du Wenjuan was cooking lettuce. When she heard this, she reached out and turned off the range hood. She turned her head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear clearly, what did you say?"

    Jiang Wang repeated it patiently.

    He can't talk about loving his mother, but he can clearly distinguish the two emotions.

    Who owes whom and who leaves who is always different.

    Du Wenjuan froze for a while, put down the vegetable shovel, and wiped her hands with her apron in a hurry.

    "This is not the place to talk, let's go to the guest room."

    She quickly walked back to the room where she stayed with Jiang Wang, and pulled out an inner pocket from the depths of the travel bag, and even sewed the edges with hemp ropes to prevent the train There is a thief touching the pocket.

    Scissors clicked and opened the seal, and a small red cloth bag fell out, which looked like a book.

    The red cloth was opened layer by layer, and it was also packed in a small plastic bag, as if afraid of water.

    When the last layer of plastic bag was taken out and the thing was handed over to Jiang Wang, he could see clearly what it was.

    A passbook.

    An old passbook with curled edges and blurred bronzing.

    He hadn't touched such an ancient treasure for almost ten years.

    "With Peng Jiahui's character, how could he remember to save money for me." Du Wenjuan laughed coldly: "If it was left to me, the password should be my birthday, not his father's. Oh shit."

    "Even if he has money and is good to everyone in the world, I will be the last one in the queue. He can still use the opportunity of not being able to meet to avoid it and pretend that nothing happens."

    "This money is only the school money he left to Xingwang, you keep it, the password is 528111."

    She vaguely felt a bit unlucky, put the card aside, and solemnly handed the passbook to Jiang Wang.

    "I'm thinking, if you wait for the child to finish this year and take him back to Cizhou, Yinyin will be able to do it too, right?"

    "Don't be in a hurry to get married." Jiang Wang said instinctively: "I'm in love, the other party likes stars very much, and won't think too much."

    "Xingxing has just settled in a school, and if he changes schools rashly, he may not be able to adjust again."

    Du Wenjuan was still worrying about her younger brother's marriage before. She raised her head and was a little surprised: "I have found a partner? Which girl is it, what did my parents do, is it good for you?"

    What she thought of, she patted Jiang Wang a little anxiously and a little funny: "Why didn't you tell me earlier, people said they don't mind the stars, that must be polite, which girl is willing to help outsiders

    Children. "

    "I really can't delay this matter. No, I quit my job and rent a house in Yuhan to take care of the stars?"

    Jiang Wang didn't expect her to care about so many things, so she didn't think about any extra words for a while, so she lowered her head and coughed.

    "My partner... is very busy with work and often travels across the country, so I can't take care of it for the time being."

    "You don't have to think too much, if there is any trouble, I will definitely tell you."

    Du Wenjuan nodded again and again, clasped her hands together, and said after a while: "This deposit is not a lot of money, only less than 40,000."

    "Including the expenses of Xingxing in Yuhan and the confinement nanny you hired for me, I don't think it's enough."

    Jiang Wang didn't expect that she would settle the account so clearly, and even felt a little alienated for a while, so she stepped back uneasy, pulling away from Du Wenjuan.

    "Brother, don't think too much, it's not that my sister doesn't accept your kindness, and I know that you are richer than us," Du Wenjuan saw his little gesture, and hurriedly took Jiang Wang's hand: " But forget about it—you should always plan for your future and save more money."

    Jiang Wang suddenly asked: "Do you think the most important thing I should consider in the future is marriage?"

    Du Wenjuan had a lot of things she wanted to explain, but she was suddenly asked such a question, and she smiled helplessly: "But, people should always get married."

    "Start a family, start a career, have children, there is a continuation, and someone will give you old age in the future, right?"

    Jiang Wang looked at the fine lines at the corner of her eyes, thinking of another old voice on the phone many years later.

    He didn't retire anyone.

    He was forgotten by them when he was young, and he simply forgot them when he was an adult.

    Marrying and having children, raising children to prevent old age, these words are a bit ridiculous.

    "What if," he said softly, "I like men?"

    Du Wenjuan's pupils trembled, and her breathing stopped.

    Jiang Wang never thought that it would be so sudden, and he told Du Wenjuan about this matter without any foundation.

    He even planned to hide it for a while, until Du Wenjuan's second child settled down, and then said step by step.

    But at this moment, the person he faced was not Peng Xingwang's mother, the so-called 'sister', but a real, young-looking mother.

    Mom, what if I like men?

    Do you still dare to put me when I was young?

    Will you take me for a weird and crazy outlier?

    Mom, are you still urging me to save money and toss about marriage?

    When Du Wenjuan heard this, her head also banged, and she couldn't react for a while.

    "Who else knows about this?"

    Jiang Wangping replied: "Peng Jiahui, one of my friends is gone."

    She froze for a few seconds, then reached out to hug him, her voice trembling.

    "Forget...you must have had a hard time these past few years, right?"