People born in the 80s became relocated households

In the Yunshang Garment Office, Lin Moxiao tightly grasped a court summons he had just received in his hand. He closed his eyes tightly, and a look of joyful thoughts emerged on his face.

Six years after his mother's death, he will have to go to court with his father Lin Wei to answer the soul-searching questions that have been weighing on his heart for many years.

A few days later, on the day of the trial, Jiang Shuya, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at Lin Moxiao in confusion. She found that this man was worried these days and spoke less every day when he came home. She opened her mouth several times to ask, but he just hugged her tightly and refused to say anything.

When she saw the face in the court that was almost identical to Lin Moxiao's, the middle-aged man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, was elegant and steady, modest and polite, spoke with a half-smile, and always had a gentle look on his face, at that moment, Jiang Shuya quickly realized that this was Lin Moxiao's father, and on the defendant's stand, his name was: Lin Wei.

She turned her head and looked at Lin Moxiao in a daze, only to see him staring at the person on the defendant's stand without saying a word, his eyes full of anger, his hands clenched into fists, he was trying his best to restrain the emotions that were about to explode.

Jiang Shuya held his hand tightly and looked at him calmly, trying to calm his nervousness.

"I'm fine. The verdict will be announced soon," he said softly, interlocking his fingers with hers.

The next second, the court announced that Lin Wei was suspected of molesting underage girls in several major colleges for 14 years. The verdict was found guilty. The defendant violated many young girls. After investigation, many victims reported anonymously. After personal testimony by the witness Lin Moxiao, the evidence was conclusive and it constituted rape. He was sentenced to 20 years in prison.

Hearing this, Lin Moxiao felt relieved. He let out a long sigh, and the inner demon that had been hidden deep in his heart for many years was finally revealed.

He finally sent his father to prison himself. When he stood up, Lin Wei suddenly shouted at him:

"Ah Xiao, my good son, you did a good job. You finally avenged your mother, haha..."

Lin Wei smiled frankly, without any sense of shame, and had no sympathy or remorse for his deceased wife.

Lin Moxiao gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes full of anger, he knew that his father had always been very secretive in what he did, and he had hidden it very well over the years. Such a person would always appear gentle and open-minded on the surface, leaving people without any guard. From childhood to adulthood, he had never seen his father lose his temper, he was always polite and gentle. If he had not gone to him mischievously when he was a teenager, perhaps he would never have discovered the other side of his father in his life, and all this had brought him endless harm.

On the way back, the two of them sat in the brand new car, and the silent Lin Moxiao finally spoke.

"Shuya, do you know why I used to be surrounded by so many female friends? In fact, I felt more sympathy for them, although I never loved them and had no relationship with them. Sometimes my body was out of control, but I had obstacles in my heart. I hid you in my heart, so I restrained myself and didn't do that.

When I saw them, I could immediately think of the girls who were hurt by Lin Wei. I was naturally sympathetic to them, but later, I found that I could give them material compensation, but not love.''

"I remember one time, my mother and father had an argument, and my father had an ambiguous relationship with a research assistant, which was discovered by my mother. My father gave a solemn explanation at the time and put all the blame on the research assistant. At that time, my mother was extremely disappointed in my father. My mother is a very proud person, and she could not accept that my father had other women outside.

"I know they wouldn't say many things to me, but I could see from my mother's eyes that she loved my father deeply, but her love didn't resonate with my father. Since then, my mother has suffered from severe depression and was mentally devastated. Before she died, she divorced my father. She was very calm at that time. I thought she had really let it go, but she was really stupid. She actually chose to commit suicide. Before she left, she made a will and explained everything. She chose to leave forever."

Jiang Shuya listened carefully to his story of the past, her eyes filled with tears. She felt deeply sorry for the mother-in-law whom she had never met.

The two drove all the way to the Daishan Cemetery. Lin Moxiao took out two bouquets of flowers from the trunk and brought Jiang Shuya to a cemetery. On the cemetery was a young woman with a bright smile. Above the photo was a name: Yu Shuwan.

Lin Moxiao gently placed the flowers on the tombstone, touched the cold inscription, and whispered,

"Mom, my son is here to see you. I'm so sorry. He still hasn't repented. He's made a lot of mistakes over the years. Six years ago, I swore to you that I would send him to prison. Look, I did it. I really did it. Mom, rest in peace! Look, who did I bring to see you? Your daughter-in-law, Jiang Shuya. I love her. We got married without your participation. Although it's a pity, please believe me. I will promise her my life and love her forever."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Jiang Shuya and bowed deeply.

Jiang Shuya squatted down, placed the two bouquets of flowers together, and smiled at the person in the photo:

"Mom, thank you for giving me a good husband. Although we missed each other for a few years, we have experienced life and death, and we believe that only after the test of time can the most gorgeous and dazzling flowers bloom. We love each other deeply, work hard together, and imagine an indestructible love, which is also the eternal and only love in your lyrics."

After they finished talking, they slowly stood up, smiled at each other tacitly, interlocked their fingers, and snuggled up to each other tightly.

(The book "Post-80s Becoming Demolition Households" is complete)