??Chapter 245: Chapter 242 Planning (Second Update)
Chapter 245: Chapter 242 Planning (Second Update)
“Ah, it’s a pity, didn’t manage to die.”
Having finished the porridge, Jiang Fengwei gained so strength and smiled weakly at Jiang Yan, propped up by the elevated pillows.
Jiang Yan glanced at him and said indifferently, “It is a pity, your parents didn’t get the consolation money, they seed quite disappointed when they left.”
Jiang Fengwei fell silent.
Jiang Yan packed up things, tossed them into the trash can, and sat down on a nearby chair, bowing his head to send a ssage to Jiajia on his phone.
Jiang Fengwei looked at the small, shiny pink phone in his hand, obviously a woman’s style, and with so surprise, hesitated before asking, “Why did you buy a phone this color?”
“It was on sale, cheap.”
Jiang Fengwei fell silent again.
He looked at the down jacket Jiang Yan was wearing, all black without even a brand na, probably bought at a wholesale market or street stall, and thought that Jiang Yan’s height and fra made any clothing look good on him, giving even these clothes a semblance of luxury.
Ah, if only I had known… I should have let Shu Wan take him away when we got divorced.
Even if it’s tough for her to take him along after remarrying, staying with old Mr. Shu would be better than staying with .
After sending the ssage, Jiang Yan put his phone back in his pocket, looked up at the man on the bed, and asked, “What are your plans?”
“…What?”
Jiang Yan got straight to the point, “I heard from Officer Xiaowang that you had settled so affairs before, and with the fire-fighting and rescue, a sentence reduction is certain. Once it’s reduced, I figure you won’t have many years left inside before you can get out. I’m asking you, what are your plans after you co out?”
Plans?
Jiang Fengwei truly hadn’t thought about this; he had been sentenced to twenty years when he went in.
When he first heard that sentence, he had lost all hope. What was the difference between that and spending a lifeti in there?
He might as well stay for a lifeti—it would save him the trouble of facing disdain at an advanced age once he got out.
But now…
He raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yan and after thinking for a mont, said, “If it’s not many years before I get out, I can still support myself at this age. Don’t worry, I won’t be a burden to you.”
Great!
Jiang Yan nodded, “It’s good that you can think this way. Manage on your own until you’re sixty. After that, if you are unable to take care of yourself, I’ll pay you a monthly living allowance. As for a place to stay…”
“The apartnt in the family compound was given to you by your mother. I won’t be living there.”
Jiang Yan looked at him puzzledly, “I didn’t say you should live there. My aning is, when you get older, I can rent a small place for you in the suburbs. After all, it’s cheaper there, and so are the living costs. Once you get even older, let’s say seventy, if you manage to live that long, and if you can no longer cook or move around much, I’ll consider sending you to a nursing ho.”
After finishing, he paused and asked, “There’s no issue with this arrangent, right?”
Jiang Fengwei looked at him in shock, and after a long ti, asked tremblingly, “And… have you also already decided where to bury
once I’m dead?”
“Do I even need to think about it? Jianglin Village has the Jiang Family ancestral grave. When you die, of course you’d be buried there—it doesn’t cost extra for a grave plot, saves money and trouble, how good is that!”
How good is that…
What’s good about it?
Jiang Fengwei closed his eyes, feeling drained, “I’m going to sleep.”
“Okay, then I’ll leave…”
Jiang Fengwei suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at him, “You’re not leaving now, are you? My injuries are severe and not yet healed; you should at least take care of
for a few days before discussing leaving, right?”
Jiang Yan: ….
He had just said he wouldn’t be a burden, and now this. A person’s word can’t be trusted.
He answered noncommittally, “Not leaving, sleep then, sleep.”
Only then did Jiang Fengwei close his eyes, reassured.
Jiang Yan walked out of the hospital room, crossed the corridor, and stepped out onto the external balcony. He pulled a newly bought pack of cigarettes from his pocket, unwrapped it, took one out, and lit it up.
He had just taken a drag when his phone rang.
It was Yu Hang.
“In Yunzhou? Not cool, coming here without calling ?”
“Just arrived last night, haven’t quite finished dealing with everything yet.”
“So, what about now?”
“Almost done, just have to take care of him for a few days.”
“Can you et up tonight?”
“Sure.”
“Okay then, I’ll call Xiao Qi and Yin Shen, pick a place, and text you the details.”
Honestly, if it weren’t for Jiang Fengwei’s special status, Jiang Yan really wanted to hire a nurse for him and be done with it.
But there was no helping it, the prison guard was still waiting outside, and the only ones allowed into the ward, besides the doctors and nurses, were direct relatives like him.
In the afternoon, a middle-aged woman ca to the ward. Officer Xiaowang introduced her as his mother.
Besides her, there was a serious-looking middle-aged man who, judging by his facial structure and features, looked quite similar to Officer Xiaowang.
Most significantly, Jiang Yan saw a prison guard at the door whose expression turned to awe upon seeing the middle-aged man, and he snapped to attention and saluted promptly.
Upon introduction, the middle-aged man was Officer Xiaowang’s uncle.
Stroking his chin thoughtfully, Jiang Yan realized that old Jiang’s heroics had really made quite a splash this ti.
After Jiang Fengwei had dinner, Jiang Yan stepped out to join Yu Hang’s gathering.
Yunzhou really was a small city, or perhaps because the New Year was drawing near, there seed to be an extraordinary number of class reunions and dinners.
In the sa restaurant, as Jiang Yan was asking the reception for the private room number reserved by Yu Hang, he felt several gazes fixating on him.
He paused, not turning his head to look around.
So people, even if recognized, might as well be strangers, and most of the ti, there wasn’t even a need to say hello.
Following the waiter inside, the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of Shu Wan’s figure.
Sitting by her side was her son, with her holding a napkin, wiping his mouth.
That morning, old Jiang had entrusted him to apologize to Shu Wan when he saw her next.
“Sorry” wouldn’t be necessary if it could do any good; then why would we need the police?
He ignored her!
Shu Wan looked up blankly at the retreating figure of the young man, his tall fra cast in the light, moving steadily and confidently away without turning back.
Restrained in deanor, solemn in expression, he was worlds apart from the unruly youth she rembered!
When had he grown up?
For a mont, her expression turned blank.
“Wan?”
Hearing the call, Shu Wan ca back to reality. “What is it?”
The man opposite her said dissatisfiedly, “I’ve been calling you several tis and you didn’t hear. If you want to talk to him or sothing, just go find him. I never said you couldn’t talk to your son, right? Why do this? Now everyone in the Shu Family thinks it’s
who’s stopping you from contacting Jiang Yan…”
Talking about this gave Shu Wan a headache. She quickly interrupted, “He’s all grown up now, has his own life. We have our own, and it’s good not to interfere with each other. Don’t overthink it; my brothers didn’t say anything like that. Alright, let’s drop it. Have you finished eating? If you’re done, let’s go.”
Compared to Jiang Fengwei, this man wasn’t as tall, didn’t look very masculine, and was sowhat petty, but in one aspect, he treated her and the child far better than Jiang Fengwei ever did.
He was very good to her and her child, always putting them first. Whatever she and her son wanted, he would scrimp and save to buy it for them.
To et soone like him in a second marriage, Shu Wan was truly content.
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