Chapter 906: Chapter 779: Acting Like Nothing Happened

Inside the study, Jiang Jiangyu calmed her emotions, surveyed the room, and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing this, Lin Dingsheng laughed, "Mom, you like it too? This time, stay here for a few more days. Anyway, Dad can eat in the canteen. I’ll take a few days off and take you to visit my younger brother."

"It’s better not to. Mom is used to being over there; it’s more comfortable. After being dismissed from this military district, how could staying here not draw attention?" Jiang Jiangyu didn’t want to remain here and be criticized.

Worried that her son would bring up the past, she quickly changed the topic: "Let’s talk business first. A dirty old lady came to our house today at noon..."

Lin Dingsheng listened attentively as he peeled an apple with a fruit knife while his mother recounted the story in detail. The apple in his hand was peeled several times, breaking intermittently as she expressed her thoughts.

"That’s the situation. Do you think I should privately seek out that wretched girl?"

Lin Dingsheng handed the apple to his mother, "You eat first. I still need to think this over."

"Think about what? This is a rare opportunity. That person said that as long as we help her bring down the Zhou Family, you and your father can be transferred back to Beijing."

Lin Dingsheng wouldn’t think as simply as his mother. Bringing down the Zhou Family, what benefit would it bring him? Even if his aunt isn’t close, he still has his grandfather.

Don’t be fooled by the feud between the Lin and Zhou families. Once the old lady left, his uncle didn’t take any action. He trusts the character of the Zhou family members, but others?

Lin Dingsheng squinted his eyes.

"Mom, it’s better not to get involved with Xiao Lin. How she wants to deal with the Zhou Family is her business, and there’s no need for us to become her weapon in hand."

Jiang Jiangyu said hesitantly, "But, but that could become evidence."

Lin Dingsheng sneered, "Is there anyone in this world dumber than that girl? So what if my aunt saved a dowry for her daughter? She’s spending her money with her salary legitimately. Whether the stuff is there or not, even if it is, it couldn’t possibly serve as evidence." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Jiang Jiangyu gripped the apple tightly, quietly watching her son.

"Mom, have you thought about it? The gold that the old lady gave to Zhou Jiao back then was all donated by her, creating quite a stir. Would she keep those things? Even if they’re there, they would’ve been moved long ago. Don’t listen to that wretched girl’s nonsense. She probably thinks you have a fondness for money and is intentionally luring you."

Upon hearing her son’s words, even Jiang Jiangyu, who was thick-skinned, couldn’t help but blush. Indeed, it was her fondness for money that made her rush over.

Lin Dingsheng comforted, "What’s so shameful about liking money? Since ancient times, birds die for food, and people die for money. It’s a very normal matter. Mom, what’s past is past; don’t dwell on it too much. Living well in the future is the focus."

"Mm. I’ll listen to you, Mom."

"Act as if you know nothing about this matter, and don’t mention it to your aunt. Isn’t my uncle quite capable? Their own daughter doesn’t need our family to worry."

Jiang Jiangyu somewhat didn’t understand her son’s thoughts. But there’s one thing she’s very good at—listening to her son.

"Did that woman make contact with you last time?"

Jiang Jiangyu shook her head.

"With the current situation in Beijing, we know nothing about what’s happening here, which is why I want you to discuss with my maternal grandfather. If..."

Jiang Jiangyu looked at her son without blinking.

"If my uncle is still favored over there, then we shouldn’t get involved in anything. Let’s see how my maternal grandfather responds. He will surely steer things in a direction that benefits our family."

Jiang Jiangyu shook her head disapprovingly, "I still can’t trust your maternal grandfather. He’s too, too upright. I thought of discussing it with your grandfather, but he won’t talk to me. I don’t want to openly involve you three either."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dingsheng smiled and whispered into his mother’s ear, "Do you think my maternal grandfather wouldn’t consult my grandfather? Mom, rest assured. Entrusting this matter to the two old men is most suitable. You, as always, act as though nothing has happened. If anyone approaches you, say you’re not interested."

Seeing her son repeatedly telling her to act like nothing happened, Jiang Jiangyu knew that if there was anything to plan, her mind wasn’t enough for it.

She resolutely nodded, "Alright, I’ll listen to you, Mom."

After finishing their business talk, Lin Dingsheng checked the time; it was almost mealtime. He stood up and smiled, "Mom, you rest for a while. I’ll go to the canteen to get food."

Seeing her son about to leave, Jiang Jiangyu hurriedly instructed, "I brought a lot of vegetables, just get two portions of your favorite meat dishes."

Lin Dingsheng replied with a cheerful "Okay."

After leaving the house, he sighed to himself. His mother had started to save money; whether it was a good or bad thing was uncertain.

...

Over in Beijing, Elder Jiang came out of the retirement center, growing increasingly convinced that he couldn’t heed his old in-law’s advice. Exposing the matter might have no immediate impact on his daughter’s family.

But what about the future?

He and Old Lin were both aging, and once they were gone, if those people bore grudges and plotted against his grandchildren, who could predict the outcome?

Moreover, a lingering apprehension rested in his heart. While this old companion was indeed cleverer, his character had its shortcomings.

This idea of making things public seemed to absolve his daughter’s family from crisis, yet it reeked slightly of glee over others’ misfortune and a tendency to sow discord between the two families.

Indeed, they’re not blood relatives; no matter how persuasive, it doesn’t matter.

The small courtyard at the entrance of the Jiang Family’s house was filled with vegetables and fruits, leaving just enough room for one person to pass through, and Elder Jiang absentmindedly walked along it, accidentally stepping on the edge of a plant.

Old Mrs. Jiang came out of the kitchen, seeing this, she quickly rushed over, concerned, "You’re back, just in time for dinner. Wash your face first, and I’ll be right there."

Elder Jiang casually nodded, his steps never faltering.

Behind him, Old Mrs. Jiang, ignoring her husband, squatted down to pick the squashed green vegetable, tidied the few nearby plants, and then stood up to follow him inside.

As she washed her hands, the old lady asked, "What has you so bothered? Did something happen with our eldest again? Or is it his brother-in-law or sister-in-law this time?"

It’s no wonder she thought that way. When their eldest son came by bike at noon, Elder Jiang had been absent-minded, leaving home and returning only now, still distracted.

Having his mind interrupted by his wife, Elder Jiang smiled and shook his head, "It’s not about our eldest. Stop washing; let’s eat first."

Seeing he was fine, Old Mrs. Jiang didn’t ask further, smiling as she retrieved two red eggs from the pot and served them on the table. "For good luck."

Elder Jiang chuckled, grabbed an egg and tapped it, a sudden thought crossing his mind, "These are celebratory eggs?"

"Of course, they are Xiao Wu’s twins’ full-month gift, two pairs of red eggs. The remaining two are for you to eat in the morning."

Elder Jiang frowned, "They don’t have any muddle-headed people in their family. Why the unusual behavior now? With so many people in the Big Courtyard, if each family received four, how many eggs would that be?"

Old Mrs. Jiang, peeling an egg, looked up and gave him a knowing glance, "Do you think they bought them themselves?"

Elder Jiang paused, contemplatively watching his wife.

"Don’t overthink it. During Zhou Jiao’s month of confinement, everyone sent a few eggs over, enough to fill two baskets. I assume the Zhou Family had no choice but to either accept them or, as they did, return them cooked when celebrating the full month. Nowadays, everyone relies on that bit of supply. Their family handles things with care."