Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

Wang Fang sighed, "Since you feel sorry, it's not too late to change now. I looked at the information, and it's all the projects you wanted to research before."

She was answered by a soft snore.

Get up early the next morning.

Wenjie sat at the dinner table, looking at the clear porridge and his children's skinny faces, with a dazed expression.

Neither of the children were very close to their father, and since he looked a little off, he just glanced at their mother.

Wang Fang just urged: "Eat quickly, then go study."

The little daughter hesitated for a moment, then took out the candy her mother had given her yesterday from her pocket and placed it in front of her parents.

"These two candies are for Mom and Dad."

Wang Fang's eyes were sore, and she coaxed, "Aya, keep it for yourself. There's more at home, and Mom and Dad have already eaten it."

The little girl looked at her mother stubbornly and said, "This is for Mom and Dad."

Wenjie looked at the candy and felt like something was choking his throat.

He thought about how he had only cared about himself all these years, ignoring his wife and children at home, and even his children suffered with him.

He reached out and picked up the candy, gently peeled off the candy wrapper, and put it in his mouth. The sweetness spread in his mouth, but it only made the bitterness in his heart more prominent.

"Aya is so good." Wenjie's voice was choked with sobs.

Then he put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up and walked into the room.

The eldest son noticed that his father's mood was different from usual, and looked at his mother worriedly: "Mom, Dad..."

He was afraid that if his father did something bad again, their current family would not be able to bear it.

Wang Fang smiled at her son and said, "It's okay. Your dad just hasn't figured out some things yet. Everything will be fine once he figures it out. Mom is here to take care of the housework. You don't have to worry about it. Just focus on your studies."

An Xueyan had breakfast in the morning and went back to the Wen family.

However, I didn't see Wenjie, but I did see his two children.

She talked a lot with the two children, talking about study and what the outside world is like.

These are what the children who grew up here yearn for, so she was quickly accepted by the two children.

Pan Feng took the initiative to help with the work.

Hearing the curious and yearning voices of his children, Wenjie asked himself in his heart, is it really worth punishing himself like this all these years?

He was the best researcher in the provincial research institute at that time, and he didn't care about fame or money.

He was only focused on research, and as a result, his research results were claimed by others.

After he made the discovery, he reported it to his superiors, but they said that he could not provide any evidence and therefore could not claim that it was his achievement.

No one in the institute stood up to speak for him.

He even became the scapegoat after an accident, simply because the person who actually made the mistake was the brother-in-law of a certain committee member.

He fought, but what greeted him was his family being exiled to this remote place, and his parents followed him.

They died one after another because they could not adapt to the environment here.

Although his case was finally vindicated, his parents never came back and the harm he suffered was irreparable.

He didn't want to see his former colleagues again, and wanted to return to the familiar environment.

But now he hesitates even when faced with an olive branch extended by others.

At noon, Wang Fang invited the two of them to have lunch at Wen's house. An Xueyan did not mention anything about the research institute to Wen Jie again, but just chatted with the children.

After An Xueyan and the others left, I looked at my daughter who was doing homework at the table.

Wenjie asked, "Aya, do you like life in a big city?"

Aya raised her head and looked at her father timidly. She said in a low voice with some uneasiness, "I'm just curious about what's different about the city."

Of course they envy the life in big cities, but they can’t go there because their family conditions are not good. So what if they like it?

So she didn't answer her father directly. At such a young age, she had already learned to look at things from a realistic perspective.

"What do you think of that sister today?"

When Aya mentioned this, she smiled sweetly: "She's very good. She knows a lot of things and is very gentle, just like a blooming Gesang flower."

Then he said with longing and envy, "I wish I could be like my sister."

Wenjie felt a pang of pain in his heart again. His daughter actually had a chance. If he had taken her away from here when she was young, would she not have to be as cautious as she is now?

He encouraged firmly: "You will definitely be able to do it in the future."

"Well, I'll try my best, Dad."

Aya feels that her father today is different from before. Today’s father is a little gentler, unlike the silent father who only knew how to drink.

She hoped that her father would always be like this.

Wenjie returned to the room, took out the information left by An Xueyan, and read it carefully.

On the way back to the guesthouse, Pan Feng asked doubtfully, "Mr. Wen's attitude hasn't changed today. Are you going to change your approach tomorrow?"

An Xueyan shook her head and said affirmatively: "No, he has changed his attitude."

Pan Feng scratched his head in confusion. How could the boss notice the change when they hadn't communicated at all?

"How did you know?"

Looking at this beautiful but poor land, An Xueyan smiled and said, "Someone will make him compromise."

This is indeed the case. At the Wen family, Wang Fang fainted in the room while cooking at night.

It was her son Wen Dongxu who heard the noise and went in to discover it.

No matter how much of a bastard Wenjie was, he couldn't ignore his wife's life or death. He helped her to the bed and went out to find a doctor.

The doctors here are all local doctors. They came over to check but couldn't explain anything. Seeing that Wang Fang was weak, they just told her to rest well and eat well.

If that doesn't work, go to the hospital for a check-up.

Although Wenjie is engaged in medical research, he doesn't know much about physical illnesses.

He said to Wang Fang who had already woken up: "I will take you to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow."

Wang Fang shook her head: "I'm fine, I was just a little hungry and haven't recovered yet. I'm much better now, so there's no need to spend that money."

Wen Dongxu came in with a bowl of egg dumpling soup, "Mom, eat something first."

Wang Fang sat up and said to the people around her, "Okay, you guys go eat too. I'm ready now."

"You eat first, we'll eat later."

Wen Dongxu insisted on waiting for her to finish eating and took the bowl.

Then he said, "Mom, I won't go to school anymore. I'll go out to earn money. Can you go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No."

"No."

The couple refused at the same time, and Wang Fang hurriedly grabbed her son's hand.

"Mom, it's okay. This is just an old illness. It will be fine tomorrow. Just focus on your studies. You must get into college."

When Wenjie heard his son say he didn't want to study, he subconsciously disagreed, and then felt guilty.

It was because he failed to fulfill his responsibilities that his son wanted to take the initiative to shoulder the burden of supporting the family.

Wen Dongxu didn't even look at his father, his eyes were only on his mother.

"I just want you to be healthy. If you don't go to college, I can go out and earn money so that my sister can go to school. I don't want you to work so hard."

Wang Fang knew that her son was sincere, but with such a good opportunity in front of her, she would not agree to let her son skip school.

So he said, "Okay, you don't have to worry about these things as a child. Go and eat. Your father and I will discuss it carefully."

Wen Dongxu wanted to say something but was stopped by his mother's eyes and had to leave first.