jdhmnovel Chapter 110: A Line of Defense That Can Collapse
Chapter 110: A Line of Defense That Can Collapse
After a long day of running around, she got home and was too tired to move.
Having grown accustomed to coming home to a hot meal waiting for me, I can't help but feel a bit lonely now that I'm facing a deserted, lifeless house.
As people get older, they really do enjoy being surrounded by people and their children and grandchildren.
Unfortunately, after a lifetime of hard work, I've learned a lesson: a person still has to rely on themselves, and children have their own lives and can't be by their side all the time.
She got up, went into the kitchen and busied herself for a while, cooking two dishes and a soup.
The hot food was served, I took a picture, opened WeChat, and was about to send it to Feng Jiashu when his message popped up immediately.
Feng Jiashu: [Good evening, are you done with your work?]
He Qiaoyun smiled and sent the photo: [Just finished making dinner, have you eaten yet?]
After sending the photo, Feng Jiashu replied almost instantly: [You've already eaten? Is this all you ate?]
He Qiaoyun glanced at the dishes on the table: stir-fried pork with chili peppers, a green vegetable dish, and a simple seaweed and egg drop soup.
She replied: "A person doesn't need to make things too complicated."
These two dishes and a soup seem simple, but they're actually quite laborious to make. Preparing the ingredients alone takes her half an hour, not to mention cooking them, and then cleaning up afterwards...
She usually just throws the ingredients into the rice cooker to make braised rice, and only needs to wash one set of dishes and one pot for dinner.
Feng Jiashu: [Waiting for you to come back.]
He Qiaoyun was inexplicably moved by his seemingly random words.
No wonder some women fall victim to "pig butchering" scams. A wealthy, gentle, and understanding man can break down a woman's defenses with just a simple sentence when she needs care the most.
Especially on nights like these, when people's hearts are most vulnerable.
He Qiaoyun replied: 【Mm.】
Normally, she would put down her TV show while eating, but today she forgot to watch the show and instead scrolled through her chat history with Feng Jiashu.
Each chat log corresponds to a specific scene, allowing her to reminisce endlessly.
I have to admit, I do have some feelings for this man.
He perfectly meets her criteria for choosing a new partner.
First and foremost, he is an upright person whose values align with hers, a quality that surpasses 90% of men. Secondly, he is wealthy, and finally, he is still wealthy.
At this age, there's no need to pretend anymore. If she were to choose a partner again, she would want a man who is wealthier than her and whom she can rely on.
The only reliable standard is having money. There are countless examples around me of people who don't have money, and I am one of the victims myself.
Money is what sustains people; this is an age-old truth and cannot be refuted.
Now that she's met a man like this, she wants to hold on and give herself another chance to experience happiness...
After dinner, she cleared the table, rested for a while, and then went to wash up and rest.
The next day.
There are not many entertainment activities in the village, so I go to bed early and wake up to the sound of roosters crowing in the morning, just as dawn is breaking.
After washing up, I cracked an egg, put the leftover rice from last night into the pot, and made fried rice.
After having breakfast and cleaning the kitchen, as dawn broke, He Qiaoyun went to the orchard to arrange for fruit pruning. Afterward, she hauled baskets of fruit to town.
After making two or three deliveries, it was lunchtime, so she had lunch at a restaurant in town.
As she sat waiting for her meal, someone recognized her and whispered among themselves.
"That's her, the big internet celebrity He Qiaoyun."
"Oh dear, she's not ashamed of what her daughter did. Now the whole country knows about it, even the daily newspapers are reporting on it."
"I heard you made a lot of money, two million three hundred thousand. Is it safe to earn so much money?"
"That's right, I can't sleep at all."
......
Hearing their sarcastic remarks, He Qiaoyun got up to get her food. As she passed them, she said coolly, "So you can't earn this money. If you don't earn it, plenty of others will. It's my right to earn it. And not only this much, I'll earn more and more."
Upon hearing her speak, these people immediately lowered their heads and dared not utter another sound.
He Qiaoyun took her food and returned to her seat. She couldn't help but take out her phone and take a picture. She subconsciously wanted to share it with Feng Jiashu, but hesitated, not knowing what she was hesitating about.
It's probably a subtle tug-of-war between some adults.
Just as I was about to cancel sending the picture, a message from Feng Jiashu popped up.
Feng Jiashu: [The temperature is higher today than yesterday, so don't stay outside for too long to avoid heatstroke.]
As if encouraged, He Qiaoyun quickly sent the photo: [Lunchtime. At a restaurant in town, I just ordered a clay pot rice.]
Feng Jiashu: [Looks pretty good.]
While eating, He Qiaoyun read his caring messages, which greatly relieved her frustration at being gossiped about.
While I was eating, I heard rustling sounds behind me again. I turned around, and those people immediately put away their phones that were taking pictures, looked up at the sky, and acted as if nothing had happened.
He Qiaoyun found it annoying, but she didn't want to get into a conflict with them over such a small matter, as conflict would ultimately be bad for her.
So she quickly ate two bites, put down her chopsticks, and left the restaurant.
I've finally come to understand what it means to be famous and attract trouble.
After leaving the restaurant, she felt she hadn't eaten enough, so she went into a pancake shop, bought a scallion pancake, and wandered around aimlessly while eating it, heading back to find her car.
She encountered many people on the street who recognized her and took pictures of her with their phones. Some even stopped her and asked her to film videos with them.
She didn't refuse and filmed videos with the passersby.
Once one was given out, another followed, causing a traffic jam on the road. Passersby thought they were being given out prizes and gathered around to watch, creating a noisy scene.
People bombarded her with questions about how she became famous, trying to uncover the secrets to making money through her online presence. She couldn't answer a single question. They wouldn't let her leave, saying they wanted to treat her to a meal, invite her to be a guest on their videos, add her on WeChat, and so on.
He Qiaoyun had no choice but to add him on WeChat, but declined the invitation to dinner: "I've already eaten. Let's meet up on WeChat another day. I have something to do now and need to go back."
Another day, an adult's polite way of declining.
As she spoke, she squeezed through the crowd.
Before long, the crowd dispersed.
He Qiaoyun's hand-pulled pancake was squeezed so badly that half of it disappeared. She smiled helplessly, went back to the car, and drank half a bottle of water to quench her thirst.
She opened her phone and saw a string of newly added friends, all of whom had sent her smiley face emojis. There were also several new friend requests, all added through a business card shared by someone.
Luckily, I didn't show my WeChat QR code just now, otherwise the application list would probably be full by now.
Since she wants to make a living in the internet industry, these people filming her are just a way to generate traffic. The worst thing for someone in this industry is to be forgotten. It's a good thing that someone is filming her and discussing things with her.
Therefore, she had no reason to refuse.