Yan Zhao had always harbored a vindictive jealousy towards Yan Xishan.
His attitude towards Yan Xishan was that he hoped he would walk the straight and narrow path, and also wished he would quickly start a family.
He particularly disliked how Yan Xishan would hang around Chen ilan and Yuanyuan for no reason.
"What do you think?" Chen ilan asked.
Both were in their second marriages. Yan Xishan wanted to invite Yuanyuan to stay over, just for one night. The whole village was trying to persuade them, and Yuanyuan herself wanted to go. How could Chen ilan refuse?
"Recently, we received a report from a divorced mother. Her 12-year-old daughter had lived with her biological father for a while. When she returned to her mother, she suddenly underwent a drastic change in personality. Not only did her grades plumt, but she beca so rebellious that even her mother couldn't control her. She even ran away from ho. After investigation, we discovered that during the ti the child lived with her father, she had been sexually abused by him."
Yan Zhao grew increasingly angry as he spoke. He grabbed his keys and slamd them down in front of Chen ilan.
This statent felt like a stinging slap across Chen ilan's face. Yan Zhao then retorted, "When have I ever allowed Little Wang into Yuanyuan's bedroom at night? When have I ever entered her bedroom myself? Yan Xishan is a drunkard and a whoremonger. We don't even know if he has any sexually transmitted diseases. How could you let the child stay with him?"
The police deal with all sorts of cases and have seen the darkest sides of human nature.
They approach people with a degree of caution in everything.
But Yan Zhao had never scolded Chen ilan so harshly before. People are inherently selfish, with a natural tendency to defend themselves. Moreover, as a mother, Chen ilan always considered Yuanyuan's best interests in everything she did.
At that mont, all Chen ilan could think of was Yan Xing. If Yuanyuan were just a stepdaughter, would Yan Zhao be this angry? He was treating Yuanyuan as if she were Yan Xing, subconsciously jealous and not wanting Yuanyuan to get too close to Yan Xishan.
Chen ilan almost blurted this out. But just as she opened her mouth, she swallowed her words.
In the past, Lu Jingyu would keep things to himself, making sarcastic remarks and insinuations.
Or when he was unhappy, he would take it out on Yuanyuan when Chen ilan wasn't around. He would hint at Lu Dabao and Lv Erniu to bully Yuanyuan.
Blended families already have many conflicts, and Yuanyuan was used to swallowing her grievances. When she was wronged, to protect her mother's marriage, she chose to keep it all to herself.
Many of the injustices the child suffered weren't revealed to Chen ilan until after she beca an adult.
At that ti, Yuanyuan would calmly recount these incidents, and Chen ilan would listen quietly, her tears flowing, the resentnt in her heart known only to herself.
In comparison, although Yan Zhao was gruff, at least he was sincere towards Yuanyuan.
Thinking of this, Chen ilan swallowed her anger again. She put on her cotton coat and said, "Yuanyuan will be back tomorrow. Shall we go to Factory 271?"
"I'll go with the people from the bureau. Why do you need to co?" Yan Zhao asked, pausing as he was putting on his cotton coat.
Seeing that Chen ilan still wanted to co along, he added, "The kids have exams the day after tomorrow, right? Or is it the day after that? You should pack up, we'll go to the capital. My father should be back from his business trip, and I should also et with Minister Cui."
In the Soviet Union, Lithuania had already gained independence, and the entire Soviet Communist Party was on the brink of collapse. Yan Peiheng was personally stationed in the Shenyang Military Region and was said to be returning to the capital in the next few days.
Just for Gu Xiao's matter alone, Yan Zhao wasn't in such a hurry. Since Yan Peiheng hadn't returned yet, he hadn't taken leave or prepared to go to the capital.
But in the past few days, Yan Peiheng's office had clearly stated that the Chief of Staff would soon return to the capital. Yan Zhao also heard that Feng Yu was a major embezzler of state assets, and this corrupt official was being protected by Minister Cui.
Of course, imdiately, no matter how busy work was, he had to request leave to go to the capital.
However, after delay upon delay, he had originally planned to go to the capital in early December, but now it was already mid-December, and the children would be on winter break right after finishing their exams tomorrow.
None of the three children had been to the capital before, so Yan Zhao intended to take them all along.
Seeing that Yan Zhao was already heading out, Chen ilan followed him: "Brother, just let go this once."
She wanted to see Factory 271 in person before deciding whether to take it over.
But to a police officer like Yan Zhao, Chen ilan's behavior seed foolish: "How can I bring you along when the police are carrying out a mission?"
"Then just let see how you carry out your mission, to see how brave and handso my husband is out there?" Chen ilan called out again, "Brother..."
"Go to bed. Rember to book train tickets tomorrow!" Yan Zhao surprisingly replied.
Watching him leave and gently close the courtyard gate, Chen ilan was left gnashing her teeth in frustration.
Just for his tone alone, Chen ilan would never fall in love with this stubborn mule, this stinking man!
Yan Zhao went to investigate Factory 271 on his own.
The next day, Yan Xishan took Yuanyuan to visit a nursing ho, and this event even made it onto the evening news of Xiping TV Station.
Chen ilan was busy at the construction site today, and there was another matter: Little Lang's wounds wouldn't heal. She first had a talk with the kindergarten teacher and principal, asking if anyone had bullied Little Lang at school. Both the principal and teacher swore that no one had bullied Little Lang.
Little Lang also insisted that he had fallen by himself. With no other choice, Chen ilan took Little Lang to the hospital again, having the doctor thoroughly examine him from head to toe.
They waited a whole day to get all the test results.
Strangely, looking at the test results, even Little Lang's platelet count had returned to normal recently, and no diseases could be detected. Left with no alternative, Chen ilan felt that perhaps the provincial hospital's dical equipnt wasn't advanced enough. She took all the test reports, planning to take the child to a bigger hospital for a checkup once they reached the capital. Rarely able to skip school and go to the hospital, Little Lang was overjoyed. Blood draws and injections were nothing to him.
Moreover, after leaving the hospital, Chen ilan bought a chestnut cake. Little Lang couldn't wait and ate a big piece on the bus. The mother and son held hands, singing songs, happily returning ho.
Just as they reached their front door, they saw a large crowd gathered in front of their house.
"Yuanyuan was on TV, ilan. Don't tell you didn't watch?" Sister-in-law Mao asked first.
Third Sister-in-law Huang, seeing Chen ilan's bewildered expression, said angrily, "Your daughter was on TV, and you as her mother didn't even care enough to watch? How could you be so neglectful?"
Yuanyuan was actually on TV?
Chen ilan hurriedly pushed open the door, went inside, and turned on the TV, but by then the news had already finished.
"You, busy with business all day, you've made money alright, even able to afford chestnut cake, but you don't even care about such a big event as your daughter being on TV. Be careful not to get too obsessed with money," Sister-in-law Mao said indignantly.
Just then, Yuanyuan and Little Wang also returned ho.
Little Wang followed behind Yuanyuan, looking gloomy, while Yuanyuan was particularly happy.
Her hair must have been done at a salon, braided into many small braids, each with a small hair clip. She was also wearing new clothes bought by Yan Xishan. Chen ilan felt the fabric and was surprised to find that the pink cotton coat was lined with down. In the 1990s, down jackets were still quite rare in the market, only available in a few big brand children's clothing stores. Chen ilan estimated this one must have cost at least four or five hundred yuan.
"Yuanyuan, did you have a good ti last night?" Little Wang asked with a smile.
Yuanyuan looked content: "Last night, my dad and I didn't sleep at all. He told jokes all night long. Ah, I'm so tired."
As she spoke, the child yawned heavily.
Chen ilan's heart skipped a beat. Although she felt she shouldn't think this way, what if Yan Xishan had contracted a disease from prostitutes? It would be very dangerous for Yuanyuan to sleep in the sa bed with him.
But after much consideration, she only said, "You have exams tomorrow, go to bed quickly."
"No, I heard many people say I was on TV. I have to watch myself on TV." Saying this, Yuanyuan turned on the TV and tuned to Xiping Satellite TV. Although she was yawning constantly from tiredness, she kept staring at the TV, eagerly waiting to see herself appear on screen.
"Mom, if Yuanyuan doesn't go to sleep now, she'll definitely doze off during the exam tomorrow. She'll certainly do poorly," Little Wang said anxiously, more concerned than the emperor himself.
How could Chen ilan not see through it? Not to ntion the danger of falling ill, Yan Xishan taking the child out was obviously just to make Yuanyuan happy, spending money on her lavishly and entertaining her. She hadn't slept all night yesterday, and if she stayed up late watching TV tonight, she would definitely not do well on tomorrow's exam.
Holding back her frustration, Chen ilan said to Little Wang, "You have an exam tomorrow, so go to bed early. Try to score better than Yuanyuan, okay?"
After a few years of schooling, Yuanyuan had indeed consistently outperford him.
As Little Wang thought about this, he suddenly felt cheerful. If he could score better than Yuanyuan this ti, wouldn't he be able to show off his big brother status to her in the future?
With this thought, the little fellow happily brushed his teeth, washed his face, and went to bed.
Early the next morning, while the children were taking their exams, Chen ilan, without discussing it with Yan Zhao beforehand, sent Qi Songlu to the airport to buy five plane tickets for the whole family. She planned to fly to the capital early tomorrow morning.
Of course, as expected, after arranging so work matters at the construction site during the day, when she went to pick up the children in the evening, Chen ilan saw Yuanyuan with a gloomy face, looking very unhappy.
"Did our Yuanyuan not do well on the exam?" Chen ilan asked.
Little Wang gleefully said, "Mom, do you know? Little Yuanyuan fell asleep during the exam. She didn't even finish her Chinese paper, and although she completed the Math paper, the head teacher scolded her for a long ti after the exam." Indeed, after staying up late for two nights, the child had perford terribly on the exam.
"Stop it, you! I'm already upset," Yuanyuan said angrily, feeling glum.
"Alright, don't think about the exam anymore. Let's go ho quickly and pack your bags. I'm taking you to the capital tomorrow," Chen ilan said.
Normally, these children who had never been out of town should have been very excited to hear about going to the capital.
But Little Wang was so caught up in his schadenfreude that even the prospect of going to the capital couldn't spark his interest. He followed Yuanyuan, deliberately taunting her: "Yuanyuan bombed the exam, my sister bombed the exam this ti."
Yuanyuan stomped her feet in anger: "Don't you dare laugh at , or I'll never consider you my brother again."
Though she said this, Yuanyuan was a child with an extrely strong competitive spirit. One poor performance on an exam, even before the scores were out, and she couldn't bear it herself.
Moreover, after staying up late for two consecutive nights, she was exhausted. Upon returning ho, she went to bed early without even eating dinner.
Once his sister fell asleep, Little Wang felt a bit regretful and ca to ask Chen ilan, "Mom, I've been teasing her all this ti. Is Yuanyuan angry with ?"
"She didn't do well on the exam. It's bad enough for others to laugh at her, but for you, her brother, to laugh at her – how could she not be angry?" Chen ilan was a bit upset with Little Wang. She patted the child's head and said, "Don't do it again next ti."
Hearing faint crying sounds from the bedroom, Chen ilan entered and wiped the face of her daughter, who was lying on the kang bed, crying hazily. The little girl, still in a daze, began to cry in Chen ilan's arms.
Chen ilan then said, "I know you love your dad and mom in your heart, but from now on, don't go stay with him anymore, okay? Was it worth it to have fun for one night and then bomb the exam the next day?"
This was an innocent eight-year-old girl. Heaven forbid, Chen ilan hoped that the kind of thing Yan Zhao had ntioned would never happen to her daughter. But to prevent it at all costs, she still had to be cautious. It would be too cruel to alienate Yuanyuan from Yan Xishan, so she used this gentle approach to persuade Yuanyuan to realize on her own that she shouldn't go to Yan Xishan's house anymore.
She thought that this ti, Yuanyuan probably wouldn't want to go to Yan Xishan's house again.
But after crying for a while, Yuanyuan said hazily, "In the future, I'll only go on weekends or after exams."
This girl was becoming more and more attached to Yan Xishan, which wasn't a good thing.
...
Yan Zhao had been at work for two days and one night, and Chen ilan still didn't know what his situation was.
She had already packed the children's luggage and organized the household registration book and her and Yan Zhao's ID cards.
Just as Chen ilan was about to call Yan Zhao to inform him of the flight ti, she saw her sister-in-law Zhou Qiaofang, whom she hadn't seen in a long ti, arrive.
"Sister-in-law, please co in and have a seat," Chen ilan said with a smile.
After entering, Zhou Qiaofang saw Little Wang and Little Lang playing in the yard. She first took out fifty cents from her pocket and gestured for Little Wang and Little Lang to go buy so bubble gum.
Since Chen ilan was in the kitchen, she simply closed the kitchen door.
Then, with an air of mystery, she said, "ilan, has Yan Zhao been coming ho very late every night recently, often working overti outside, and sotis not coming ho for entire nights?"
"Yes, he's been quite busy with work," Chen ilan said as she took a piece of pancake from the basket and gestured for Zhou Qiaofang to eat with her.
Zhou Qiaofang sighed first, then said, "I'm Little Wang and Little Lang's aunt, of course I hope the two children are doing well. Xueqin is their birth mother, she hopes even more that they're doing well. Recently, Xueqin has been doing great in Guangzhou, I heard she's even bought a house..."
Sister-in-law hadn't finished speaking, but Chen ilan already understood her intention.
Zhou Xueqin wanted to take Little Lang and Little Wang to stay in Guangzhou for a while. Yan Zhao hadn't agreed, so Zhou Xueqin had sent Zhou Qiaofang to act as a diator.
The day before yesterday, Yuanyuan had gone to Yan Xishan's house, and Chen ilan had agreed. Logically speaking, if Zhou Xueqin wanted to have the children stay with her, Chen ilan couldn't refuse.
There was no problem with letting the children stay with their birth mother for a while.
Chen ilan couldn't refuse this matter. If she did, when Little Wang and Little Lang grew up and understood things, their birth mother might bring this up, and the children would see her as the villain.
So she didn't say anything, wanting to hear what else Zhou Qiaofang had to say.
Zhou Qiaofang continued, "ilan, recently I asked Little Wang, and he said his dad often doesn't co ho for entire nights. I also heard from our accountant Qi Songlu that Yan Zhao has borrowed money from you without saying what it's for. You're my sister-in-law, I don't want to sow discord between you and your husband, but isn't Yan Zhao's recent behavior outside clearly abnormal? Why don't you send Little Wang and Little Lang to Xueqin and let her take care of them for a while? You can focus on keeping an eye on Yan Zhao. Otherwise, if he catches Yan Xishan's disease of fooling around outside, won't you be the one who suffers?"
Chen ilan understood in her heart.
Many things hadn't deviated from the trajectory of her previous life. During this period in her previous life, Yan Zhao should have also been staying out all night and inexplicably taking money out.
At that ti, Zhou Xueqin and Yan Zhao hadn't divorced yet, so she knew these things better than Chen ilan.
Now that Zhou Xueqin had earned so money and wanted to see her children, but Yan Zhao wouldn't budge and wouldn't send them to her.
So she told Zhou Qiaofang about Yan Zhao staying out all night and quietly spending money, asking her to act as a diator and first sow discord between Chen ilan and Yan Zhao.
This was a good move. If she and Yan Zhao had a fight, she would definitely send Little Wang and Little Lang away directly.
Let's not discuss what Yan Zhao was actually doing for now.
It was his fault for keeping it to himself and not talking about it, but when a man makes a mistake, Chen ilan could deal with it slowly at night in bed.
Sister-in-law knew they were a blended family with inherent conflicts, yet she spoke so bluntly about Yan Zhao.
Wasn't she a woman too? Wasn't she Little Wang and Little Lang's aunt? Didn't she know that so won, whenever they have a fight with their husbands, would take out their anger on the children?
Could it be that she thought Little Lang and Little Wang had been living too peacefully and too well with her?
Chen ilan didn't say anything more and didn't pay attention to her sister-in-law. She made dinner but didn't invite her to eat.
Feeling awkward, Zhou Qiaofang left.
As soon as Zhou Qiaofang left, Chen ilan imdiately called Chen Degong at the construction site and asked, "Brother, has our construction site phone been used for long-distance calls? How much was the phone bill this month? Have you checked?"
"I don't know who's been making long-distance calls, but I paid 182 yuan for the phone bill this month. It's infuriating," Chen Degong said.
Sure enough, Zhou Qiaofang must have been having long phone conversations with Zhou Xueqin recently. Long-distance calls cost one yuan per minute, so how long must they have talked to rack up over a hundred yuan in phone charges?
182 yuan, that's a month's wages for two migrant workers.
Chen ilan's hands were shaking with anger as she said, "Brother, go to the telecommunications bureau and tell them directly to disable the long-distance function. From now on, the construction site phone should only be used for local calls."
"We can disable long-distance calls? Alright, I'll go to the telecommunications bureau tomorrow," Chen Degong said.
"Just turn off the long-distance calls. Let's see how Zhou Xueqin can stir up trouble with Zhou Qiaofang when she can't get through."
However, there was still one thing that really angered Chen ilan.
For nearly two months now, Yan Zhao had taken 2,000 yuan from her and was often out late, coming ho slling of disinfectant. The Yan family n had a nasty habit of not wanting to discuss anything with won unless it involved won directly.
In the past, Chen ilan wouldn't have asked about it. After all, married couples don't need to explain everything to each other. Chen ilan kept plenty of things from Yan Zhao too. For couples in their second marriage, keeping so privacy for the sake of the children was only natural.
But now that Zhou Xueqin was using this to drive a wedge between them, Yan Zhao really ought to tell her what he was up to.
Yet Yan Zhao still didn't co ho that night.
Early the next morning, with a 10:30 AM flight to catch, Chen ilan couldn't reach Yan Zhao's office phone. She left a ssage at the paging service informing him of the flight ti.
Then she prepared to take the children to the airport.
Just as they were heading out the door, they ran into Yan Zhao returning ho in his white Volkswagen Passat.
He was unshaven and, sure enough, reeked of disinfectant. As soon as he got out of the car he said, "Father won't be back in the capital until tomorrow. We can just take the train. Why did you buy plane tickets?"
The fastest train from Xiping to the capital took 36 hours - a day and a half.
Plane tickets were very expensive in the 90s, but Chen ilan was worried about Little Lang's health and wanted to get him to the capital for a checkup as soon as possible. Getting there a day earlier was worth the cost.
Normally, Chen ilan would have explained this to Yan Zhao. But today she was truly angry and didn't bother. She gestured for the children to put their bags in the trunk. Though Yan Zhao opened the passenger door for her, she refused to get in, choosing instead to sit in the back holding Little Lang.
"I'll leave the car at the airport. There's a police post there that can keep an eye on it while we're gone," Yan Zhao said in a conciliatory tone as they drove off.
Chen ilan rely grunted, not bothering to reply.
With all the children in the car, Yan Zhao didn't say anything more.
After parking, it was like going into battle - lining up to enter the airport, then queuing to print boarding passes. In those days, many people were going abroad to seek their fortunes. As an international airport, Xiping was especially crowded. Chen ilan watched the children while Yan Zhao waited in line, taking over an hour.
Then there was another hour wait for security. Thankfully, it was the children's first ti flying and they were intimidated by the crowds, so even Little Wang, usually the troublemaker, didn't dare run off. Otherwise, with all the child trafficking those days, Chen ilan would have had her hands full.
By the ti they boarded and buckled in, the whole family was exhausted.
Of course, by now Yan Zhao had noticed Chen ilan's displeasure. He pulled a stack of photos from his pocket and handed them to her, saying: "We tailed them for two days. Though we didn't catch Feng Yu directly, we did confirm that Factory 271 has been selling off state assets. Three large machines have already been sold illegally. Ma Bo and the others are currently tracking down where the stolen goods went."
Chen ilan just grunted again.
"I hear Feng Yu is in the capital now. Once we get there, I'll have Minister Cui summon him to the military region. We can confront him face-to-face and discuss his case with Minister Cui. How's that?" Yan Zhao added.
Chen ilan still said nothing.
No, if anything, she was even angrier.
She had been waiting for Yan Zhao to voluntarily confess what he'd been up to lately.
The fact that he launched straight into talking about work only upset her more.
But this is where little girls can be so adorable. Yuanyuan had been crying since waking up in the middle of the night, upset over her poor exam results. Her eyes were as swollen as peaches.
Sitting between Chen ilan and Yan Zhao in their row of three seats, the little girl looked from one parent to the other. Rubbing her red eyes, she seed to understand: "Dad, I don't think Mom is angry about anything else. I think it's because you didn't co ho last night."
Chen ilan didn't take the bait, so Yan Zhao had to explain to Yuanyuan: "Dad was working."
"But you didn't co ho the night before either, and..." Yuanyuan wrinkled her nose, "Dad, you sll bad."
Yan Zhao finally looked up at Chen ilan, seeing that she had turned away. After a long mont, he started to explain: "Sun Nutao has cancer."
Sure enough, Chen ilan, who had been looking away, whipped her head around to stare at Yan Zhao.
Yan Zhao paused for a while, first unbuckling Yuanyuan's seatbelt and gesturing for Chen ilan to move closer. Then he let out a long sigh and said, "Lung cancer. The doctors say he has six months at most."
Chen ilan had t Sun Nutao before - a very sturdy middle-aged man who didn't seem to smoke. How could he have lung cancer?
"His daughter is in her last year of high school. We're keeping it from her for now. If the bureau leaders found out about his cancer, they'd reassign him or force him into early retirent. But he wants to keep working as long as possible. For one thing, different positions have different salaries, and he wants to leave as much money as he can for his wife and daughter before he dies. Also, with him still in charge, the leaders' attention is focused on him rather than , which makes my work easier."
As he spoke, Yan Zhao reached out to smooth down a few strands of Chen ilan's hair that had been lifted by static electricity from the seat. He said softly, "I'm so sorry. Please be patient with regarding family matters. He's getting chemotherapy every day now, and I go take care of him every other day. I really can't get away. As for the money I've lent him, I can't get reimbursed yet, but after he passes away, I'll be able to claim it all back."
Chen ilan had imagined Yan Zhao might be working on a difficult case.
Or perhaps he'd taken on a part-ti job, worried they didn't have enough money.
She never imagined his late nights were because Sun Nutao was sick and getting chemotherapy at the hospital.
In her previous life at this ti, Little Lang already had leukemia. Now Sun Nutao had cancer too, but Yan Zhao couldn't tell anyone. And Zhou Xueqin stubbornly believed Yan Zhao was having an affair.
So a perfectly good family - two well-behaved sons, a couple well-matched in age and looks - how did their life end up in such a ss?
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