Chapter 1825 Are you serious?
Lin Hye Sun and Kim Hye Hee are both single mothers, both abandoned by men, and both died young, but the way they treat their sons is different.
Regarding Kim Jingcheng's father, Kim Hyo-hee is very secretive about Kim Jingcheng when she was a child and rarely mentions it because Kim Jingcheng was eight years old when Kim Hyo-hee died. After Zhang Yingzhan was ten years old, Lin Hye-sun told him about his father and Zhang many times, because she hated Jang Seung-jin and Zhang very much, and she wanted her son to hate him with him, so Zhang Yingzhan knew that Zhang Shunhuang personally brought Jang Seung-jin to give a check to Lin Hye-sun.
Although Zhang Yingzhan was a baby held in Lin Huishan's arms at that time, he could imagine the scene at that time, and he had repeatedly imagined it over the years.
Zhang Yingzhan didn't expect that one day, Zhang Shunhuang would give him a check, but he was not unfamiliar with the current scene.
More than 30 years ago, Emperor Zhang Shunhuang gave Lin Huishan a check, which was quite large, but now Zhang Shunhuang felt that the amount of money was less than Lin Huishan, and the mother and son suffered later. This time, in order to make up for his debts to Lin Huishan and Zhang Yingzhan and his son before his death, Emperor Zhang Shunhuang specially prepared a check, which was much larger than the one more than 30 years ago. It was so big that when Zhang Yingzhan took a look, he couldn't help but be amazed.
It was just a moment of amazement. Although Zhang Yingzhan had never seen so much money in his half life, and although Zhang Yingzhan was a person who liked money, he returned to his calmness after that and was not moved by this check.
"You asked Zhang Chengzhen to give my mother a check more than thirty years ago?"
Faced with Zhang Yingzhan's sarcastic inquiry, Emperor Zhang Shunhuang was angry. No junior dared to talk to him like this. Moreover, Zhang Yingzhan actually called Zhang Chengzhen's name in front of him. This was a rebellious to Emperor Zhang Shunhuang, who usually had a strict housekeeper.
But Emperor Zhang Shunhuang knew that he was not qualified to get angry in front of Zhang Yingzhan. The so-called grandson did not recognize him as his grandfather at all, and he did not intend to recognize him as his grandson. Since both of them did not recognize each other, the so-called relationship between grandparents and grandchildren naturally did not hold true.
Zhang Shunhuang felt even more embarrassed, and felt more indifferent to Zhang Yingzhan's indifference and even hatred towards him, and wanted to end this uncomfortable meeting immediately. So Zhang Shunhuang did not answer Zhang Yingzhan's question, and waved his hand directly, and said weakly: "Take the check and leave."
This time it was Zhang Yingzhan's turn to be angry, thinking that it was clearly your Zhang family who was sorry for our mother and son. You, the old man of Zhang, thought you could use a check to write off this hatred? And what is your attitude? Do you think you are sending beggars?
If Zhang Shunhuang doesn't like talking too much, then Zhang Yingzhan will hate him and continue talking to Zhang Shunhuang.
Zhang Yingzhan let go of the check from his hand, with a large number of checks written on it, falling on the ground like a withered leaf.
After the check landed, Zhang Yingzhan stared at Zhang Shunhuang, who looked embarrassed, and said coldly: "You give this money just to make yourself feel at ease. I don't let you do it. I will take revenge on you. I will let Zhang taste the consequences. As for what Zhang owes me, I will grab it myself, and don't give you such a gift like you send a beggar."
After saying that, Zhang Yingzhan turned around and left.
Behind him, Zhang Shunhuang, who was leaning against the head of the bed, sighed deeply.
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Zhang Yingzhan left the hospital and returned to the photography studio, sat alone in the workshop, thinking about his thoughts while staring at the pots of chrysanthemums on the balcony.
Most of the chrysanthemums bloom in autumn, and some bloom in spring. These pots of chrysanthemums on the balcony are blooming in spring at this time, some are golden and some are white.
Looking at the pots of chrysanthemums, Zhang Yingzhan thought of her biological mother Lin Huishan, so she opened the drawer and took out the old photo album, staring at the album of several photos of Lin Huishan during her lifetime.
Suddenly, a woman of some beauty walked in with a baby in her arms and shouted softly: "Husband."
The woman is named Lin Baogui, who is Zhang Yingzhan's wife, and the baby in her arms is Zhang Ju, who is the daughter they gave birth to last year.
Zhang Yingzhan hurriedly stopped the gloomy look on his face and squeezed out a smile: "Why did you suddenly come to my studio?"
Lin Baogui walked forward with the baby in his arms: "I'm going to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and ask what you want to eat tonight."
Zhang Yingzhan nodded: "No need to buy vegetables, please accompany me to eat cold noodles. I haven't eaten cold noodles for a long time."
When he was a child, he was often taken to eat cold noodles by his mother Lin Huishan, who liked to eat cold noodles very much.
Lin Baogui smiled and nodded: "Okay, I just so happen to want to eat cold noodles too."
Zhang Yingzhan smiled slightly. He knew that Lin Baogui didn't like cold noodles before, because he liked cold noodles very much. Under his influence, Lin Baogui also fell in love with cold noodles. Sometimes Zhang Yingzhan would think that maybe she still didn't like cold noodles, but just liked to go with him to eat.
Zhang Yingzhan and Lin Baogui are college classmates. When he was a freshman, Lin Baogui had a crush on Zhang Yingzhan. When he was in his sophomore year, he was shameless and confessed to Zhang Yingzhan on his own initiative but was rejected. Lin Baogui did not give up and pursued Zhang Yingzhan. Finally, the two fell in love after graduating from college. Because Zhang Yingzhan did not trust love and marriage, they got married for eight years before they got married. Last year, they gave birth to Zhang Ju, the daughter.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the family of three was eating cold noodles in a very familiar noodle restaurant, and the one-year-old daughter was held in her arms by Zhang Yingzhan.
Lin Baogui suddenly looked at Zhang Yingzhan's face carefully.
Zhang Yingzhan asked: "What's wrong?"
Lin Baogui said: "Honey, are you worried?" She saw Zhang Yingzhan's gloomy expression when she walked into the work room. Later, the two walked all the way to this noodle restaurant, and Zhang Yingzhan also looked absent-minded during the process.
Zhang Yingzhan did not answer directly, but instead sighed: "Baogui, I have been a little sorry for you over the years. I have devoted a lot of my time and energy to photography art, and I can't afford you a wealthy life."
More than 30 years ago, the Zhang family gave Lin Huishan a sum of money. Although the money was quite large, it had been spent long ago. Part of it was used as child support, tuition, etc. from Zhang Yingzhan to adulthood, part of it was used to buy a good grave for Lin Huishan, and part of it was used by Zhang Yingzhan to open a photography studio.
The apartment where Zhang Yingzhan and Lin Baogui live is still bought with loans, and they still owe a lot of loans to the bank and have to pay them back every month.
Lin Baogui smiled: "What are you doing? Why did you suddenly tell me this?"
Zhang Yingzhan said: "Didn't you suggest me to turn off the photography studio and find a job that can earn more money?"
Lin Baogui said: "I'm just saying it, you won't take it seriously, are you?"
Zhang Yingzhan showed a firm look on his face: "Bao Kyu, I'm going to close the photography studio."
Lin Baogui widened his eyes in surprise: "Husband, are you... Are you serious?"
Zhang Yingzhan nodded, and under the table, one of his hands quietly clenched into a fist.
Chapter completed!