1120 Do Things With Conscience
However, in Tan Jing’s eyes, this was hell! It was even more terrifying than hell and more uncomfortable than death.

Back then, when Tan Jing lived alone and had to work very hard, the environment was even tougher than this. However, she was willing to endure the hardship then and did not have any complaints at all. Perhaps she had been living too well for too long.

It was easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

“Do we really have to live here? Can’t we plead with Father and Mother to let us return to our original home and continue living there?” Tan Jing asked.
“Unless you ask your parents to repay all the money they owe our family or bring back all the things they have taken from my house over the years, my parents won’t let us go back so easily,” Xia Wen said expressionlessly.

“What do you mean by your parents! My parents! Aren’t they our parents? Why do you have to make the distinction!” Tan Jing said agitatedly.

“Then what about my younger siblings! They’re part of the family too! You actually want my younger sister-in-law’s children! Aren’t you trying to kill her? If you give birth to two children and I give one to my younger sister, can you bear to do that?” Xia Wen questioned.

Tan Jing rejected him directly. “It’s not like Xia He can’t have her own children! Why should I give my children to her!”

“Then why should my younger sister-in-law give you her child! In this world, does it mean that whoever is poor and whoever can’t have children can demand for things? Then has our family ever asked you for anything? I don’t think so. Even this house is given to us by my parents. If you’re really so full of pride and want to have a standoff with my parents, then bring out your own bargaining chips!” Xia Wen said.

“Xia Wen, are you crazy!” Tan Jing said.

“Am I crazy? When you say that, take a good hard look at your own conscience as well. Is your conscience clear?” After saying that, Xia Wen got out of the car and started moving things into the house.

In order for Tan Jing to live well here, Xia Wen even specially refurbished the fireplace. The stove he installed was the best one available on the market. If she wanted to cook, she would definitely have to burn firewood. After all, there was no one to deliver gas cylinders to this area.

They did not have a lot of luggage. The bulk of their stuff was bedding and pillows from their wedding. After so many years, they were still as good as new so Xia Wen did not buy more. He had left all the household appliances in the other house. In order to be able to sell it for a higher price, Xia Wen had put in a lot of effort.

The house did not sell for a lot of money, only 5,000 dollars. He had to ask a friend for help to be able to sell it so quickly. Xia Wen immediately sent the money to Qiao Mei as soon as he received it. As for the money that he owed Xia Mao and Xu Lan, he would think of a way to repay it as soon as possible.

On the other hand, Tan Jing only knew how to wallow in self-pity although she was clearly the one who caused this tragic situation. If not for her and the Tan family creating all kinds of mess endlessly, Xia Wen would not have to worry so much and had to do everything himself. Things would not have suddenly become so complicated.

After cleaning up the house, Xia Wen left, leaving Tan Jing behind alone. He also left some food stamps and 100 dollars on the table. There was also a second-hand bicycle in the courtyard to make it more convenient for her if she wanted to go out.

Xia Wen had considered everything, but Tan Jing still did not appreciate it. She felt that the lousy bicycle was not as presentable as a car. In the past, when she went out, Xia Wen’s chauffeur would pick her up personally!

No matter how big a fuss she kicked up now, no one would see it. Xia Wen was actually doing this for Tan Jing’s own good. In this place, not only could she isolate herself from the Tan family, but she could also quietly and peacefully reflect upon the mistakes she made during this period of time. It also meant that Xia Mao and Xu Lan would not feel irritated every time they had to look at Tan Jing.

After another two to three days, Tan Jing sat in the courtyard and washed her clothes. The bone-chillingly cold well water made her fingers red and swollen and she could not help but tear up. She still could not understand how she ended up in such a state.

“Stop washing. Leave it to me,” Cheng Gu said as he squatted in front of Tan Jing and dipped his hands into the basin to hold her hands.

“You! Why are you here! How did you find me!” Tan Jing looked at Cheng Gu in shock, completely forgetting to withdraw her hands from Cheng Gu’s grip.

Cheng Gu did not answer Tan Jing’s question. He filled a basin with fresh water and asked Tan Jing to wash her hands properly. Then, he took off his coat and washed her clothes in the courtyard.

“I found out that your house had been sold. Then I asked around and found out that you are here, so I’m here to see you,” Cheng Gu said.