readsfreenovel Chapter 117: Rumors of Wife Killer
Chapter 117: Rumors of Wife Killer
A corner of the scrap yard.
Several middle-aged ladies were sifting through waste newspapers while chattering about the latest gossip.
"You don't know, those two aunties fought so fiercely! Their children also came to help. Both sides were beaten black and blue, with their hair pulled all over the floor. It was so tragic!"
"This is rare. It's been a long time since we had a fight between two families in this area!"
An older woman, with a unique perspective, asked a soul-searching question, "Hey, what does that old man look like? Is he very handsome?"
Several aunts were silent.
An older woman in a blue-and-black cotton-padded jacket thought for a moment and tentatively said, "It would have to be something like the male vixen in operas to get two older women fighting over him."
"Oh my god, that's so beautiful!" Another round-faced woman's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "Why don't we go hang out near Yard No. 35 some other day? Maybe we can run into this handsome old man?"
"Okay, okay, it's settled!"
Cheng Jiajia: “…”
The corners of her mouth twitched, and she looked speechlessly at a few middle-aged women who were gathered together not far away and talking excitedly and spitting everywhere.
She knew it, she knew it, that this day would come.
She knew that the fight between the Qin and Bai families would spread sooner or later. After all, it was a rare event that rarely happened in the area, so it would definitely be talked about by many people.
But Cheng Jiajia really didn't expect the rumor to spread so outrageously.
It was clearly Aunt Yan who started the fight with Bai Xiaohui over a tweed coat, so how did it get spread as her and Aunt Bai fighting over the old man Qin Weimin, and that they started fighting out of love and hate?
Also, Qin Weimin is so handsome?! Almost like a male vixen?!
Outrageous, outrageous!
As for Qin Weimin's honest square face, it cannot be said that he is very similar to a male vixen, but it can only be said to be scattered.
To be honest, he is not ugly, otherwise Bai Zhenzhu would not have seduced him, but no one would ever think of him as a vixen.
Cheng Jiajia had a strange expression on her face. This was probably the first time that Qin Weimin was compared to a male vixen.
I don't know if he will be happy or unhappy after knowing this.
The waste recycling station where Cheng Jiajia works is located near a residential area. There are houses in front and behind the yard of the recycling station. Neighbors nearby often come to sell some old metals and exchange them for waste newspapers.
After a few visits, she became familiar with several aunties who often came to buy waste newspapers to start fires.
These aunties all possessed the beautiful characteristics of the Chinese people: they loved gossip and fun. Coincidentally, Cheng Jiajia also had the same characteristics, so she got along very well with them.
Sometimes they would share with each other the gossip around them.
This made Cheng Jiajia's free time after work much more fun. After all, there were only her and Old Man Wang at the scrap yard, and they would eventually run out of topics to talk about, so it was really quite boring.
Today, several aunties had almost finished their housework, so they made an appointment to come to the scrap yard to chat with Cheng Jiajia.
Everyone was talking about the big gossip that had happened around them recently, and one old lady brought up the strange thing that happened in the No. 35 compound.
Just as Cheng Jiajia was hesitating whether to confess that she lived in Compound No. 35, before she could interrupt, the aunties suddenly changed the subject and started talking about other gossip.
"Hey, did you hear that?"
"What?"
An older woman said mysteriously, "The director of our local supply and marketing cooperative, Mr. Xu, has a new girlfriend. I heard they're getting married soon."
The other aunties were puzzled at first, but then the one in the blue cotton-padded jacket quickly remembered something and asked tentatively, "Is it the one who looks decent and dresses respectably?"
The old lady from earlier, Aunt Wu, clapped her hands and said, "If not him, who else could it be!"
Everyone was silent.
The expressions of the aunts suddenly became strange, and upon closer inspection, there was a hint of fear.
Cheng Jiajia raised her eyebrows. Oh, there is something fishy going on.
Otherwise, it is normal for a director of a supply and marketing cooperative to have a girlfriend. Why are people so secretive about it?
The director of the supply and marketing cooperative... Cheng Jiajia searched her memory and made sure she had never seen this person before.
She was very curious. "Aunties, is there anything wrong with this director dating someone? Is there something special about him?"
When she asked this question, the aunts' expressions became even weirder.
They looked at each other, and it was Aunt Wu who spoke first.
"Hey, Xiao Cheng, you didn't know you got married so late. The man's name is Xu Dongliang. He's not bad at all. He's good-looking and successful in his career. He's considered a promising young man."
Hearing this, Cheng Jiajia was a little confused, "If that's the case, then this guy should be a popular candidate in the marriage market, so why is he single?" Moreover, dating is something that everyone is very secretive about.
Aunt Wu whispered again, "He married twice, but neither of them lived long, and neither of them died in a very dignified manner."
As if they thought of something scary, the expressions of the other aunts became a little fearful.
Cheng Jiajia's eyes widened slightly. "How is it disgraceful? Could it be that he beat her to death?"
After being poisoned by various modern social news, Cheng Jiajia's first reaction was this possibility.
"That's not true!"
The aunts glanced at Cheng Jiajia speechlessly. This little Cheng has a very rich imagination.
However, no one wanted to say how Xu Dongliang's two wives died.
Cheng Jiajia had no choice but to give up and thought about going back to ask Aunt Cao.
The woman in the blue cotton-padded jacket, also known as Aunt Sun, curled her lips. "Because of this, everyone secretly says he's unlucky in marriage and no girl dares to marry him. Every girl in this area gets angry when they mention him. You can imagine how famous he is."
"Oh, I don't know which unlucky girl got involved with him."
Cheng Jiajia thought to herself, what an unlucky girl, she was either blinded by the good conditions or by the man's appearance.
Cheng Jiajia was not superstitious, nor did she think that Xu Dongliang was unlucky in marriage, but both of his wives died in disgraceful ways. She felt that this man had some problems and was not a trustworthy man.
But she said, "Hey, it's a new society now, and feudal superstitions are no longer popular. Maybe they just like each other and have deep feelings for each other, so they don't care about these things."
Aunt Wu sighed, it was a pity.
"I heard that girl's parents both work at a food factory, and her father is a director or something. She and her brother are the only two children in the family, and their family conditions are not bad. Tell me, it would be great to introduce her to my nephew from my mother's side. How could she be so careless as to fall for Xu Dongliang, that unlucky man?"
Old Man Wang snorted and chuckled, then hit the nail on the head. "Xu Dongliang is the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, and he has a promising future. Who knows if that woman is after this?"
Aunt Wu fell silent. I don't know if she agreed with what Old Man Wang said, or if she was too embarrassed to speak up because her nephew wasn't well off.
Cheng Jiajia blinked.
No, why does this unlucky girl sound so familiar?
Not sure, ask again.
So, Cheng Jiajia casually asked, "Aunt Wu, do you know the last name of that lesbian?"
Aunt Wu said uncertainly, "I think her last name is Dong or something? I heard Xu Dongliang call this female comrade, and it's pronounced that way."
Cheng Jiajia: “…”
Great, confirmed.
The one who was dating the director of the supply and marketing cooperative who was getting married for the third time was indeed her cheap stepsister Dong Siwei.
In other words, the couple kissing that she and Yu Junsheng met in the alley yesterday when they came out of the tailor shop were them.
This is difficult to comment on.
Did Dong Siwei know that this man had two dead wives? And from what these aunties said, both of his ex-wifes died in accidents.
……
The morning passed quickly gossiping with a few aunties, and soon it was time to get off work at noon.
The vegetables at home were all gone, and Cheng Jiajia was just about to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some.
Cheng Jiajia was lucky enough to have fresh bean sprouts today, a common sight on later dinner tables but rare in the winters of the 1960s. She planned to buy a pound or two and stew them with the bacon when Yu Junsheng returned.
Just then, a young man came down from the second floor. Cheng Jiajia didn't pay attention to him at first, but when she heard the salesperson call the man "Director", Cheng Jiajia stopped picking vegetables and looked at the young "Director" carefully.
He looked to be about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, dressed in cadre clothes, with a pen in his breast pocket. He really looked like a cadre.
More importantly, he looked vaguely familiar.
The man glanced at the watch on his wrist and strode out, looking like he was going to have dinner.
A young saleswoman ran after him, carrying a lunch box, and shyly called out, "Director Xu, Director Xu, I brought an extra portion of rice. Please take it and have it."
The man smiled gently, took it, and praised
"Xiao Zhang, thank you. You are such a virtuous and good comrade. Whoever marries you will be so lucky."
"Director Xu~"
The saleswoman blushed, glared at him and ran away quickly.
Xu Dongliang was still standing there, with a smile on his face, watching her back with deep affection.
Cheng Jiajia: “…”
Cheng Jiajia shook off the goose bumps on her body.
Oh my God, Dong Siwei, this cheap stepsister, is really blind to fall for such a guy.
……
Cheng Jiajia quickly bought the vegetables and quickly left the supply and marketing cooperative, otherwise she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and fail.
Unexpectedly, there was another good show when we returned to the compound.
Bai Zhenzhu and her daughter and Qi Baifan stood behind, while Qin Weimin was holding a big hen and confronting Aunt Yan and the Qin brothers and sisters.
The two families quarreled passionately and spit at each other. The hen kept clucking and flapping its wings. If you didn't know, you would think they were quarreling with chickens.
Cheng Jiajia: “…”
"No, what's going on?"
You know what "chaos and chaos" is, it's a very apt description of this scene.
"Hey, they're making trouble again. It's still the same trivial matter!" Aunt Cao appeared from behind while eating melon seeds.
Cheng Jiajia patted her chest, glanced at Aunt Cao with a complex expression, and said seriously, "Auntie, please don't suddenly jump out from behind people next time, okay?"
Aunt Cao rolled her eyes at her, curled her lips and began to explain the whole story.
"Didn't the two families have a serious fight yesterday? Old Qin Weimin felt his sweetheart had been wronged, so today he took that mother and daughter and that pretty boy Qi Baifan to buy some clothes. He also brought back a hen, saying it was to nourish his sweetheart. When the Qin family found out, they were furious and the two sides started arguing."
She understood the truth, but——
"Why are they arguing in the Second Courtyard?"
Cheng Jiajia was very confused. Both families lived in the third courtyard, so why didn't they go back to the third courtyard to quarrel? Why did they have to quarrel so violently in their second courtyard?
Aunt Cao smiled awkwardly, "Who knows?" It couldn't be that she stopped Qin Weimin when she saw him holding clothes and chickens in his hands, and she also startled him and led Yan Xiaocui and the others over, right?
Suddenly, Cheng Jiajia's eyes froze. She grabbed Aunt Cao's arm and pointed excitedly in a direction, "Look!"
She saw clearly that the chicken had just pooped a lot!
Aunt Cao's face turned dark in an instant because that place was right in front of her house.
She yelled, "Qin Weimin, Bai Zhenzhu, and Yan Xiaocui, go back to the Third Courtyard and start making a scene! Bring your broken chickens back to shit too!"
Both parties shut up immediately.
Complete silence.
Qin Weimin said unhappily, "Old Cao, what do you mean? Can't we stay in the Second Courtyard? What's wrong with this chicken? It hasn't offended you, has it?"
The chicken was specially prepared by Qin Weimin to nourish his beloved son. It was Xiaohui who reminded him that made him think of this. It was Xiaohui who knew how to be filial to her mother.
Cheng Jiajia said sarcastically, "Oh, Uncle Qin, you must have saved a lot of money over the years, otherwise how could you spend it so lavishly?"
Before Qin Weimin could say anything, Bai Xiaohui jumped in and scolded him. "How can you mind your own business? Uncle Qin bought something for my mother's wedding and I have to report it to you?"
"Oh my, it seems more than just a little. The things you bought for your second marriage are more than what we young people bought for our first marriage." Cheng Jiajia smiled. This old guy is not honest. He has to support his family with his salary, and he can't stand what he does.
Aunt Cao curled her lips and said, "That's right, no other young couple in our courtyard spends as much money as you do."
Qin Weimin's eyes flashed, "It's not much. I've saved up enough money for retirement to buy a chicken. You young people should relax, but don't--"
He paused before he could finish his words, because Cheng Jiajia's eyes were fixed on the chicken in her hand. She swallowed and said, "Slurp! What a fat chicken! It will definitely be delicious when used to make soup!"
"Uncle Qin, you have such a fat chicken. You have a small family, so you probably can't finish it, right? You will definitely share it with your neighbors enthusiastically, right?" Cheng Jiajia asked sincerely, blinking her big eyes.
Qin Weimin shuddered and suddenly remembered that this was the person who could live with the stingy Yu Junsheng.
He didn't bother to say anything else and warned, "I'm telling you, Xiao Cheng, don't try to take my chicken. We don't have enough chicken to eat at home."
Now there was no need for anyone to yell at him. He quickly pulled his darling back, fearing that if he was a step late, the chicken in his hand would be bitten by Cheng Jiajia.
The corner of Cheng Jiajia's mouth twitched. Sure enough, it takes magic to defeat magic.
She reflected deeply, wondering if she hadn't been good enough recently, which was why people thought she was easy to bully.
……
Meanwhile, the machinery factory.
After finishing the work at hand, Yu Junsheng followed Chief Liao to the Security Department.
Yesterday, Yao Qinglin brought word that Deng Guangming wanted to meet Yu Junsheng. Yu Junsheng had originally been reluctant to go, and didn't think there was much for him to discuss with Deng Guangming. But Yao Qinglin persuaded him, saying the factory would give Yu Junsheng a suitable reward after finding the stolen money. Only then did Yu Junsheng agree to meet him, just to hear what else he had to say.
Deng Guangming probably had some guesses in his mind about who had tricked him, so he asked Yu Junsheng to talk a lot of nonsense.
It was all about his parents' past, how his dad was a young and promising engineer, and how virtuous and capable his mom was. It seemed like they were trying to bring the two of them closer. Yu Junsheng couldn't figure out what this person was trying to do.
Yu Junsheng's parents both worked in the factory before they died, so it was not surprising that Deng Guangming knew them. He was too lazy to listen to the man's rambling and stood up to leave.
The man suddenly said, "Is that you?"
Yu Junsheng paused, then said nonchalantly, "Director Deng, I don't understand what you're saying. To be honest, we're not even close, so I don't know why you want to see me. Since you don't have anything to say, I'll be leaving first. I still have a lot of work to do."
Deng Guangming snorted and laughed, "You have a talent for mechanics just like your father, but you're much more cunning than him."
Yu Junsheng became impatient and quickened his pace to go out.
Suddenly, a voice came from my ear, "How do you think your father died?"
Yu Junsheng's heart skipped a beat.
"What do you mean?!"