Rebirth: Daily Face Slaps - Chapter 84
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“Why are you already thinking about New Year’s when it’s only a few months into the year? You’re living too fast!”
At this moment, a sudden thought flashed through Yu Fengqing’s mind. She paused and her smile faded, her heart rising in her throat, “Tingting, are you not planning to come home for New Year’s?”
“Mom, you have no idea how terrifying the Spring Festival travel rush is.” Lin Mengting, eager to promote her idea, didn’t notice the hidden disappointment and sadness in Yu Fengqing’s tone. Instead, she was keen to persuade her mother.
Lin Mengting’s hometown, M City, also had an airport, but the flight ticket from S City to M City was exorbitantly priced. Moreover, one had to arrive an hour early to get the boarding pass at the airport during this busy period.
Most importantly, after a three-hour flight to M City, Lin Mengting would still have to take a two-hour express bus, then switch to a minibus, and finally a motorcycle to get home.
All this hassle would take up an entire day. Not to mention the exhausting journey!
“Besides, we only get seven days off for the New Year. If you subtract the two days spent on the road, there are only five days left. It would be better if you take more time off and come here to visit. The summers here are very hot, but the winters are warm. The sky is blue, unlike back home where the winter skies are gray, and you can go half a month without seeing the sun, making you feel suffocated and uncomfortable. When the time comes, I can take a few more days off and show you around. When I’m at work, you can go shopping with Fourth Aunt. You can stay at my place when you come, helping my new house feel more lively.”
No matter how much Lin Mengting tried to persuade her, the last sentence moved Yu Fengqing the most.
If it weren’t for the Lin family’s preference for boys over girls; if Yu Fengqing hadn’t married the eldest son of the Lin family, Lin Yimin; if the Lin family didn’t have multiple elder relatives; if Lin Yimin hadn’t been so blindly filial; if the country hadn’t implemented the family planning policy; if both Lin Yimin and Yu Fengqing weren’t public servants, required to set an example and couldn’t have a second child…
Then Lin Mengting, now only eighteen, would be like the other new students entering the “ivory tower,” full of beautiful dreams for the future, enjoying the vast sea of knowledge while making countless like-minded friends.
None of these circumstances should have led to an eighteen-year-old entering society and achieving success in just half a year that even seasoned professionals would admire.
Even though S City advocates the principle of “promote the capable, push the average, and eliminate the incompetent,” there are still so-called “relationships” and “power dynamics.” For Lin Mengting to stand out and achieve such success, it’s clear how much pressure and hardship she had endured!
Especially since Lin Mengting used to be an introverted and quiet girl, often giving an unappealing impression. Now, she had suddenly become lively, outgoing, and generous, making many friends who could “help each other.”
How much had she gone through to achieve such a transformation?
…
Lost in her thoughts, Yu Fengqing sighed lightly, “I need to discuss this with your father. It’s still early, and we’ll let you know once we decide.”
“Alright.” Lin Mengting, unaware of her mother’s thoughts, replied cheerfully, understanding that if Yu Fengqing said this, there was an eighty percent chance they would come for New Year’s.
“There’s something else.” Yu Fengqing began, only to be interrupted by a fit of coughing from the other end of the phone.
“Mom, what’s Dad doing?” Lin Mengting could imagine her father sitting on the sofa, pretending to read a martial arts novel while actually eavesdropping on their conversation, not missing a single keyword.
“Your dad? Besides reading martial arts novels all day, what else does he do?” While speaking, Yu Fengqing shot a glance at Lin Yimin, successfully quelling his eagerness.
Hmph, trying to grab the phone? Keep dreaming!
“Tingting, you almost changed the topic again.”
Snapping back to reality, Yu Fengqing chided, “Haven’t I told you? Your father and I have enough salary for our expenses. Save your money and stop spending it on buying things for us. Especially now that you’ve bought a house and have to repay the bank every month. You can’t spend money as freely as before…”
Thinking about the big box of various clothes, jewelry, bags, shoes, and food she received today, Yu Fengqing contemplated sending some money to Lin Mengting tomorrow. She didn’t want her daughter, who had just bought a house, to struggle with loan repayments.
Even if these were discounted “samples” bought through internal connections, sending such a big box every month still cost a lot.
Moreover, with Yu Fengqing’s sharp eyes, she could see that most of the items Lin Mengting sent were not “out-of-season samples” but were bought by Lin Mengting herself. Even with employee discounts, it was still a considerable amount.
Lin Mengting blinked and finally understood her mother’s concern, chuckling, “Mom, don’t worry. I know what I’m doing. I won’t live beyond my means.”
“It’s good you understand.”
After chatting a bit more, deliberately avoiding the topic of the Qin family, Yu Fengqing reminded her daughter to consider herself a junior in front of Lin Yian and Wang Qin, who had taken care of her, and not to act like a lord being served.
“Don’t take convenience for granted,” she added.
Lin Mengting listened quietly. Even though her mother repeated these words every time they talked, she never felt annoyed.
The pain of “wanting to care for your parents but they’re no longer around” was something only those who had experienced it could understand.
Moreover, parental love for their children was always deep and never asked for anything in return.
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