All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

Chapter 150 The Young Widow 1

The cold winter wind cut through Lin Cuilan's wrinkled face like a knife. Her ragged clothes were no match for the biting cold. She dragged her frail body and stumbled along the street.

Once upon a time, she had a seemingly happy family—she had three sons and one daughter, and she and her husband were both workers. But as time passed, the children grew up and changed.

Her husband's tragic death at work was undoubtedly a crushing blow to her. However, life had to go on. Her eldest son inherited his job, and at first, everything seemed to be going smoothly. After all, she also had a job at the neighborhood office, which provided her with enough to make ends meet. Furthermore, half of her eldest son's salary was transferred to her bank account by the steel mill, leaving her with even more financial comfort.

However, the good times did not last long. After the reform and opening up, the steel mill's performance gradually declined and eventually fell into trouble. The eldest son chose to resign from the steel mill, but the heartbreaking thing was that since he left the steel mill, he never gave her a penny and ignored her.

The fate of her second son was even more heartbreaking for her. Just six months after their marriage, he died heroically in the army, a fate that was undoubtedly a double whammy. But she thought, at least she still had her youngest son and daughter to rely on.

However, her youngest son's behavior disappointed her greatly. He was selfish and only wanted to gain benefits from her. After he used sweet words to coax her out of everything she had, he immediately turned his back on her and ruthlessly kicked her out of the house.

As for her daughter, she was even more heartbroken. Her job at the neighborhood office was transferred to her to prevent her from going to the countryside. But after her marriage, her daughter did nothing but come back to ask for things. When she learned she had no money left, she vanished, and there was no news of her since.

Now, she was homeless and could only wander in this cold city. Hunger, cold and illness continued to torture her, and every step she took seemed to exhaust all her strength.

Pedestrians hurried past, no one bothering to stop and look at her. Lin Cuilan's vision gradually blurred, and her consciousness began to fade. Finally, she could no longer hold on, her vision went black, and she fell heavily to the ground in the snow.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Cuilan slowly regained consciousness amidst a commotion. A nurse's gentle voice reached her ears: "The old lady is severely malnourished. She doesn't have a cell phone or any contact information. What do you think?"

Then, a strange yet familiar voice rang out. It was her second daughter-in-law, Lin Ruan: "Get treated. I'll advance the money."

Lin Cuilan felt a warm feeling in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes. When her life was in danger, it was her second son's wife, whom she had called a jinx who had harmed her second son, who offered her help without hesitation.

Before she could think about it, she felt a strong dizziness and fell into a coma again. However, this time, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in 1971, when the army came to inform her that her second son, Chen Jianguo, had died.

The sun was bright that day, but Lin Cuilan felt a chill running through her bones. The soldiers stood solemnly in her courtyard, each word a hammer hammering down on her heart: "Comrade Chen Jianguo tragically died in the line of duty..." She could no longer clearly hear the rest of the words; her ears buzzed, and only the word "sacrifice" echoed continuously.

How could she not be heartbroken at the loss of her second son? He was her own flesh and blood, the child she had painstakingly raised, her pride and hope. Tears welled up in Lin Cuilan's eyes as she recalled her son's voice, smile, and the moments they had shared together. But she had already experienced this pain once before, the deepest sorrow she had known. Hearing the news again, though the sadness still surged like a tide, was overwhelmed by the overwhelming shock of being back in this moment.

She has come back?

She has come back……

She has come back!

Those four words echoed in her mind like a mighty bell, shaking her very soul. Tears welled up uncontrollably, and Lin Cuilan's legs gave way, nearly collapsing. Someone beside her hurriedly reached out to support her, but she remained oblivious, her mind preoccupied with this incredible rebirth.

The troops went on to explain that because Jianguo had rendered great service before his death, the army had decided to reward his family with a salesperson position at the supply and marketing cooperative, along with a 3300 yuan pension. Hearing this, Lin Cuilan felt no joy at all. Her mind was filled with memories of her past life: those lonely moments of being ignored and abandoned by her children, the desolate moments of being ignored during her illness, and the last thing she heard: the resolute and warm voice of her second daughter-in-law, Lin Ruan.

However, before she could recover from her complicated emotions, as soon as the troops left, a group of people quickly surrounded them like sharks smelling blood.

The sweet-talking third son Chen Jianjun was the first to rush forward, with hypocritical tears on his face. He wiped his tears hypocritically and said, "Mom, you have to consider this job carefully. It was earned by my second brother with his life. I think with so many people in our family, we have to choose the most suitable one. As for the pension, of course you can use it for your retirement. After all, my second brother won't be able to fulfill his filial duties in the future, and I'm about to graduate. If I can't find a job, I will have to go to the countryside, and I don't know when I will be back. Mom, your son is really worried about you." As he spoke, he secretly observed Lin Cuilan's expression, with a greedy light in his eyes.

The youngest daughter Chen Lihong and the third son Chen Jianjun are twins, a boy and a girl. They also echoed at this time: "Yes, Mom, you have loved me the most since I was a child. Now that my second brother is gone, I will take on his share of filial piety to you." She held Lin Cuilan's arm affectionately, seemingly concerned, but her eyes would glance at the table where the pension was placed from time to time.

Eldest son Chen Jianhua remained silent, but his greedy glances at the table where the pension was placed revealed his thoughts. Chen Jianhua calculated: Now that he had a job, he wasn't greedy for the sales position; after all, he didn't even have a partner. But he would definitely take the lion's share of the 3300 yuan. After all, he was the eldest son, and according to tradition, his mother would be dependent on him for her retirement.

Lin Cuilan looked at these ungrateful people who were pretending and scheming against her. Her sadness was instantly replaced by rage, and she couldn't even care less about her sadness. Past memories came flooding back like a tide. That was a lifetime ago. In that past life, because she had misjudged these ungrateful people, she had ended up alone and helpless in her old age.

At this thought, a surge of resolute courage surged within Lin Cuilan. She straightened her back, her cloudy eyes now gleaming with a sharp light. She scanned everyone present with a lightning-like gaze and declared, "Stop talking nonsense! I've decided to give this job to my second daughter-in-law, Lin Ruan! Jianguo is gone, and this is the guarantee he left for his wife!"

Everyone was shocked by these words, and the atmosphere immediately erupted. Chen Jianjun and Chen Lihong jumped up and down, shouting, "Mom, you're being too biased! Why give it to her? She's just a daughter-in-law from the village. She's been home for only six months, and she didn't even leave a child for my second brother. Why give her the job?" Chen Jianjun's face flushed red, and he pointed at Lin Cuilan with a righteous expression, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Chen Lihong was not to be outdone. She stamped her feet and cried, "That's right, Mom, how can you be so unfair? We are your biological children, she is just an outsider!" Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the small room.

Chen Jianhua also frowned and advised: "Mom, don't be confused. This is not a trivial matter. You have to consider the whole family." On the surface, he looked like he was thinking about his family, but his slightly trembling hands exposed his inner tension and greed.

Lin Cuilan sneered, her laughter full of sarcasm and disdain: "Thinking about the family? All you have in your eyes is work and money. When have you ever really thought about me as your mother? Jianguo is gone, Lin Ruan is my own daughter, this matter is settled, no one should say anything more!" Her voice was firm and unquestionable, and her eyes revealed a majesty that made everyone stunned.

Despite Lin Cuilan's insistence, everyone was still unwilling to give in. They surrounded her, chattering non-stop, trying to change her mind. Chen Jianjun said with a sad face, "Mom, please think about it again. I'm about to go to the countryside to suffer, and this job is so important to me." Chen Lihong also pulled Lin Cuilan's sleeve, shaking her and coquettishly saying, "Mom, please love me. I will definitely be filial to you in the future." Who is Lin Cuilan? Apart from the fact that she suffered at the hands of these ungrateful people, no one could take advantage of her even with a single word! Seeing that these ungrateful people would not give up, she raised her eyebrows, opened her eyes wide, and like an angry lioness, she immediately started to curse non-stop. She listed all the unfilial behaviors they had in their daily lives, her voice high and passionate, like a machine gun, and every word was like a sharp blade, piercing their vital points, drowning out the words of the three people. Although Chen Jianhua and the others were not convinced, seeing Lin Cuilan's aggressive look, they did not dare to say anything more because they were thinking about the job quota and pension that Lin Cuilan controlled. They could only stand aside with their heads down and sad brows. Although they felt resentment in their hearts, they could only swallow their anger.