How to spend the 8 million won after rebirth

Su Yelai was wondering what kind of person Mo Xiaoting was.

I didn’t think about her before, but I have been thinking about her in the past two days.

The woman had been holding a medicine bowl and taking bitter medicine since she was born. Less than eight years after she married her husband, something happened in her family and her husband died. Not long after her daughter was born that year.

She lost her son again five years ago, and he was killed by someone she trusted. If people knew this, they would be so sad.

Zhai Min must be a special person to her. He has been by her side all these years.

Mo Xiaoting seldom goes out and doesn't socialize much. Qin Yanbei's mother Guan Yun is one of them, but they only meet occasionally.

But I meet Zhai Min almost every day, which is already extraordinary.

But even if you don't know the whole story of Deng Zening's incident, you must know what happened to Deng Jiuyue. Even the most dull-witted person should understand that it was Zhai Min who took advantage of Deng Jiuyue and transferred the stolen money to Deng Jiuyue, making Deng Jiuyue a scapegoat.

Whether it is death penalty or life imprisonment, it will be a fatal blow to this woman. Deng Jiyue was her last support, but she ended up like this. How sad it would be for her as a mother.

Can her body handle it?

Su Yelai felt a little bit reluctant.

She had never had any deep impression of this woman, and she was not as friendly as Aunt Mo.

When Aunt Mo passed away, I saw her briefly at the funeral home and thought she was a weak woman. Later, when we met at a hotel, I realized that she was a very perceptive and resilient woman.

Su Yelai couldn't say how much he liked this woman, nor did he say he hated her. She was just ordinary to him.

In fact, after that dinner, I invited her to dinner and tea several times, but she refused.

At that time, to Su Yelai, this woman was Deng Jiyue's mother and was in the same group as Deng Jiyue. Therefore, she naturally thought that those invitations were ill-intentioned.

But things are a little different now.

Su Yelai stared at the data files he had found.

At this time, the new receptionist came to ask: "Mr. Su, someone who claims to be your mother is here to see you."

The front desk clerk didn't know Su Yelai very well, let alone who her mother was. She was just curious, what mother didn't have her daughter's contact information? So she didn't let anyone in, but came to ask.

Mother?

This was the first time Su Yelai discovered that this word was not fixed.

"Let her in." Su Yelai slowly turned the pages in her hand. No matter who came, she would be received this time.

After the receptionist left, a richly dressed woman came in from outside the door not long after.

"My daughter, Mom came to see you."

For the first time, Su Yelai no longer faced her with a cold face, and smiled sarcastically: "Why didn't you go to find your God of Wealth?"

The smile on Su's mother's face froze. Why didn't she look for her? She just went to ask Deng Jiuyue for money. She couldn't contact her, so she came to her company. As a result, she found out that Deng Jiuyue was arrested and her thigh was broken.

After thinking it over, since Deng Jiuyue couldn't get the money here, she might as well go to Su Yelai to negotiate for it.

There was no way to hug Deng Jiuyue's thick thighs. Su Yelai was a hard bone that was not easy to chew, but it was still a bone after all. If you chewed it, you could get some meat flavor out.

Something is better than nothing.

So she turned a corner and came to Su Yelai's place.

"What are you talking about, daughter? How have you been lately?" Mother Su forced a smile, with an embarrassed but flattering tone.

"I am definitely fine. After all, knowing that I still have a biological mother has somewhat comforted the regret I have felt for so long."

Mother Su's brows jumped when she saw Su Yelai looking at her indifferently, as if she was talking about something completely irrelevant.

But this sentence made Mother Su feel cold at heart, and then she was panicked: "Xiao, Xiao Lai, you, you know everything?"

Su Yelai moved the chair a little further away and faced Mother Su: "You know everything? That's not necessarily true. I want to ask, how much have you hidden from me?"

"I didn't mean to hide it from you, Xiao Lai. Mom just couldn't bear to part with you, so I never figured out how to tell you. After I found out you weren't my biological daughter, I kept looking for an opportunity, but you were hiding from me, so I didn't have a chance to tell you. You won't blame Mom, will you?"

As Mother Su spoke, she looked at Su Yelai. She was becoming increasingly unsure of the temperament of this daughter whom she had watched grow up.

At this moment, even if he had a certain ability to read people's expressions, he could not tell Su Yelai's joy or anger, let alone figure out what she was thinking.

That calm face, peaceful and gentle, showed tenacity in her pretty features, and her dark eyes were as deep as the ocean.

This made Mother Su feel uneasy.

Seeing Su Yelai just looking at her quietly, not responding to her words, neither blaming her nor saying that she didn't blame her, she was at a loss.

If Su Yelai said that she didn't blame her, she could take the opportunity to talk about the hard work she put into raising Su Yelai. They were not mother and daughter, but they were like real mother and daughter.

If Su Yelai blamed her, she could cry and complain, accusing her of being heartless. After all, she had raised her and could not abandon her just because she had reported the wrong thing.

However, Su Yelai didn't say anything. How could she continue singing the rest of the play?

Mother Su rolled her eyes and started to cry dryly: "Xiao Lai, it's all the hospital's fault. You should blame them if you want to. Mom is innocent. I also hope that I am raising a biological daughter, but didn't I raise you anyway? Isn't it? You can't be so heartless. You have a biological mother but lose your adoptive mother. They say that the grace of raising a child is not as good as the grace of giving birth to it…"

Su Yelai sighed. Her mother has always had a strong desire to perform and is also a good eloquent person, so she is not completely useless.

Mother Su's train of thought was interrupted by Su Yelai's sigh, which was half a smile. She had just finished speaking when she was stopped abruptly. She couldn't remember where she was just now, and what to say next.

By the way, I should say that the reason I did not recognize Deng Jiuyue was because I was convinced in my heart that Su Yelai was her daughter.

Mother Su gathered herself together and prepared to speak again, when she heard Su Yelai ask, "When you knew I wasn't your biological daughter, you went to the hospital and asked to have your daughter exchanged. But that day, you changed your mind and didn't want to exchange her. You also asked the hospital to keep it a secret. I'm curious, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Mother Su recalled that at that time, a master passed by and said that Su Yelai had the aura of wealth and honor. If she knew that, she would definitely not be willing to let her go.

So I changed my mind and negotiated with the hospital, pretending that they didn't know about this. The hospital happened to be of good selection grade, so the matter was concealed.

"That's because I have feelings for you. Mom can't bear to leave you." Mother Su turned her face away guiltily, not daring to look at Su Yelai.

However, when she glanced at the peach tree outside the window, Mother Su was stunned again. Su Yelai knew about such a secret matter? She thought that this matter was kept secret and no one would know about it.

Turning back to face Su Yelai, he had already lost half of his confidence.

"I told you, no matter how much you value boys over girls, you shouldn't treat me like this. So it's..."

It turns out that if I had known for a long time that he was not my biological father, I wouldn't have felt so much resentment.

All the things that happened before are not so painful anymore.

Including her mother in her previous life, whom she regarded as her last straw, she decisively abandoned him in the end, chose to take the money and leave, leaving her in despair.

The pain of family betrayal is sticky, just like there is colloid on your hand. You want to wipe it off, but when you use your other hand to wipe it, you find that the colloid is stuck to both hands, and the cycle repeats itself, and in the end it still cannot be cleaned.

It’s because that person is a mother, so she is different from others.

I feel relieved now.

Looking at the woman in front of him again, he no longer felt disgust and impatience, no longer hated and helpless, and no longer felt a chill that pierced his bones.

She could look at her calmly, perhaps still with disgust, perhaps still with coldness, but without the resentment in her heart.

It's not that she didn't have her mother's love, but that she was not her mother's child. It's not that she was unlovable and abandoned, but that she was not the right person from the beginning.

So, she felt balanced.

In fact, at times, she would grieve alone. Perhaps, she was not lovable enough, or she did not give enough, or she was not worthy of others' love, so she was in this situation.

She would also compare herself with her younger brother, with children from other families, and with Deng Jiuyue.

That all stems from the imbalance in the heart.

This feeling of imbalance has been with her for so long that she has developed a unique way of dealing with it, using deliberate coldness and alienation to balance this feeling of imbalance.

When you are in a state of surplus and deficiency, you should lower all your expectations. Because you don't care, you deceive yourself and say that you don't need these things and don't want them at all, so those feelings of deficiency will seem insignificant.

This is human's ability to self-regulate.

It is also a kind of psychological relativity.

It is also the discussion of the contrast and conservation of beauty and ugliness, existence and non-existence, difficulty and ease, order and precedence, and length in the second chapter of Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching.

Everything is compared, there is beauty before there is ugliness, there is difficulty before there is ease, there is first before there is last, there is long before there is short. And vice versa, every group must have positive and negative levels.

The reason why she is unbalanced is because she is comparing, because she cares, and because she wants to possess.

But if I tell myself harshly that I don't need it and don't want it, and just go away and live my own life, I won't be so sad, and the unbalanced feeling seems to be filled.

Her days could then pass peacefully.

But that feeling of unwillingness is still there. You can deliberately ignore it, lower your expectations, and try not to let it affect your emotions and life, but the facts cannot be changed.

Now, those things are disappearing as the truth comes out and Su's mother is not his mother.

She felt relieved.

"Xiao Lai, your mother raised you, isn't that right?" Mother Su knew that anything else she said would not be convincing at this point, so she insisted on the fact that she raised Su Yelai and refused to let go.

As long as Su Yelai grasps this point, there is no way she can abandon her.

Su Yelai just smiled: "So?"

"So Xiao Lai, you have to support me."

Su Yelai nodded: "Don't worry, I won't let you go hungry. I have already arranged everything for you. When you are old, I will hire three nannies. One will cook vegetable noodles for you every day to ensure that you will not starve to death. The other two, one will talk to you during the day and one will talk to you at night to prevent you from being lonely."

Mother Su opened her mouth wide, too shocked to speak. Su Yelai's words, expression, and demeanor made her shiver uncontrollably. It was too cold.

Mother Su began to think about giving up. She really didn't dare to see her daughter again. She decided to go and ask Deng Jiuyue when she would be released.