Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 413
He Jiefang was also completely heartbroken by this younger brother this time, not caring in the least about his sister-in-law’s health, feeling no guilt about the lost child. He came in just wanting them to forgive that woman, truly selfish to the extreme.
He Jiefang saw that his big brother was not willing to relent, so he had to leave resignedly, intending to plead with his parents to protect Gao Yumei, because if something happened to her, what would become of the reputation of their two children in the future?
Mr. He, upon learning of his second son’s intentions, directly wanted to drive him away.
But He Jian Country was determined, directly kneeling before Mr. He and Mother He: "Mom, Dad, we know we were wrong. We were selfish before, and now we are suffering the consequences. But this matter concerns Jiahui and Jiaming’s reputation, I have no choice but to come to beg you."
Mr. He, holding a broom, couldn’t bring himself to hit him, thinking of the two children in the second family. In the end, he couldn’t say words of complete disregard.
However, in the end, he only said they could give it a try, not giving a definitive answer.
When He Jiefang saw his father approaching, he knew he was there to speak for the second brother: "Dad, if you’re here to plead for the second family, there’s no need to say anything, I can’t let the child’s mother down, after all, the one we lost was my own flesh and blood."
Mr. He sighed lightly and said, "I know I shouldn’t have come, but the second child kneeled before me, saying he didn’t want to ruin the two kids. Big Brother, Dad knows you won��t be happy about me coming here today, but even if you send her in, the child won’t come back. Why not get some practical compensation, have the second family compensate you with some money, all for Jiahui and Jiaming, alright?"
He Jiefang was about to refuse when he heard Wang Erni speak from inside the hospital room: "Let’s do as Dad said, just to give Dad some face, but not a penny less than six hundred, otherwise there’s no discussion."
Wang Erni also calmed down only after He Jian Country left. What their father-in-law said was right; even if they let Gao Yumei be sent inside, at most, she’d be locked up for a few months. Who knows what people would say about them by then, and there’s nothing good to be gained. Better make them bleed, let them feel the pain.
Mr. He, upon hearing his eldest daughter-in-law’s words, sighed lightly: "Alright, you take good care, your mom made chicken soup at home, it’ll be brought over soon. I’ll go and talk to the second one about it."
Once Mr. He left, He Jiefang asked: "Wife, why did you change your mind?"
Wang Erni, absent-mindedly looking at the ceiling, couldn’t help but touch her own belly: "Just like Dad said, even if we let her be locked up for a few months, our child won’t come back. And if we really send her in, the Gao Family will definitely cause trouble, neighbors will likely say we’re heartless, and by then, we’ll be the ones in the wrong. It’s better to get some practical compensation. They will have no choice but to borrow money to pay it, I just want to see Gao Yumei have a hard time."
He Jiefang, hearing his wife’s words, didn’t object, as long as his wife felt vented, he’d go along with anything.
Very soon, Mr. He brought the news back: "Second child, did you hear what I said clearly?"
He Jian Country, with bloodshot eyes, protested: "He’s my big brother, how can he be so ruthless? He knows I’ve lost my job now, and paying them so much money would be driving us to death!"
Mr. He’s face turned dark: "Even though you’re brothers, what you did was indeed unreasonable. You don’t want to take responsibility, nor do you want to make compensation, you really know how to calculate. Since you don’t agree, there’s nothing I can do. You should leave, and don’t come back to us again, we can’t help you."
After saying this, he went into the kitchen: "Is the chicken soup ready?"
Mother He glanced at her second son in the courtyard, lightly shook her head, and then replied: "It’s ready, I’ll serve it now and send it to the eldest family."
He Jian Country stood in the courtyard for a while, seeing that his parents really weren’t going to help, he turned around and went back home.
After thinking for a while, he went inside, took out his secret savings, rummaged through to find Gao Yumei’s secret savings as well, and combined them with the family’s openly known money. They were still two hundred and thirty short, so he hurriedly went out the door.
*
The Han Family had a lively meal before moving to the living room.
Han Jingheng handed a red envelope to Xinyan: "Yanyan, take this red envelope, it’s extra New Year’s money from Uncle, you can’t refuse it."
Xinyan, who initially wanted to decline, had no choice but to accept it.
Next, Aunt Su Aihong handed over a small box: "This is a meeting gift from Auntie, you can’t refuse."
Saying this, she opened the box, revealing a pair of exquisite jade bracelets inside: "Do you like them?"
Taking one out, she was ready to put it on Xinyan’s wrist.
Xinyan protested: "Aunt, I can’t accept this, it’s too valuable for me to take."
Su Aihong wouldn’t give her the chance to refuse, directly putting it on her wrist: "No matter how valuable, it’s just an item. Your uncle and I don’t have a daughter, and we very much wanted one, you’ve returned, and now we have one ready-made."
Xinyan looked toward Han Jingchen who was standing nearby.
Han Jingchen nodded to his daughter: "Since your aunt gave it to you, then accept it."
After that, her big brother, second brother, and third brother each gave Xinyan a red envelope, which she couldn’t refuse either.
Her aunt gave her a pair of jade pendants, and her uncle also gave her a big red envelope. Even her younger cousin Sun Zhenling gave her a tin of Pechoin cream, and Sun Zhenhai, looking rather embarrassed, took out two chocolates from his pocket and handed them over.
This made Xinyan’s eyes redden, in her past life she never felt such familial love, this was truly real kinship.