Chapter 188 Untitled 6

That's right. Since Zheng Haiyang came back, Jiang Qiubai has given up the idea of ​​divorce and remarriage, but she has always felt uneasy.

Thinking about all the trouble Zheng Haiyang has caused lately, Jiang Qiubai worries about his livelihood every time he gets into trouble—after all, the entire Zheng family is living off Zheng Haiyang's salary.

If anything happens to him, the whole family will live in fear.

Although Jiang Qiubai also made some matchboxes, he only earned about ten yuan a month. What could he possibly do with that?

You need to have your own income to have confidence.

Moreover, she also realized from these incidents that Zheng Haiyang was not as reliable as she had previously thought.

Although she couldn't divorce him, she had to find another way out. Otherwise, if Zheng Haiyang proved unreliable, she would be in a passive position again.

The first requirement is to have a job.

At least I have my own income and can support myself. I don't need to rely entirely on Zheng Haiyang.

That way, I can save some money myself.

The thought of saving money on the side made Jiang Qiubai want to curse.

Damn it! There's probably no other wife in the world as miserable as me!

She's been married into the family for over half a year now, spending her days washing clothes, cooking, and taking care of the whole family. Yet, she's managed to secretly save less than a dollar.

Even this was something she had secretly saved up over the past few months while pasting matchboxes.

The word "miserable" hardly does it justice!

Whenever this happens, Cheng Jiajia will unconsciously come to mind.

They were both young wives who married into the tenement at the same time, so how come they've ended up living such a miserable life while Cheng Jiajia, that little bitch, is living such a carefree life?

Cheng Jiajia, that little bitch, she and Yu Junsheng are both employed, one works in a machinery factory and the other works in a scrap yard, they both have money, they live such a carefree life.

Not only did they eat meat every few days, but they also bought new clothes whenever they wanted... Jiang Qiubai thought to himself that Zheng Haiyang had only bought him two sets of clothes before their marriage, and then never offered anything more. Jiang Qiubai felt a surge of resentment.

That little bitch even bought a bicycle.

It's such a short distance from the compound to the machinery factory and the scrap yard, it's too close to walk, yet you still bought a bicycle, what are you showing off for!

Jiang Qiubai's eyes were about to bleed.

Pah! That little bitch got lucky!

Jiang Qiubai had always been jealous of Cheng Jiajia.

In her heart, Cheng Jiajia had stolen her good life.

Indeed, in Jiang Qiubai's view, all of this—the job at the scrap yard, Yu Junsheng's two large houses, and the prosperous and affluent life they now have—should have belonged to him.

If Cheng Jiajia hadn't fought with her for Yu Junsheng, then all of this would have belonged to her.

It was all because of that bitch Cheng Jiajia who seduced Yu Junsheng, which led him to abandon her and make her choose Zheng Haiyang.

It's all Cheng Jiajia's fault for stealing my good life, that's why I'm living like this.

Jiang Qiubai blamed Cheng Jiajia for the source of his misfortune.

In short, seeing Cheng Jiajia and Yu Junsheng's loving and happy life across the street only intensified Jiang Qiubai's desire to find a job.

These past few days, Jiang Qiubai has been asking around for jobs, even temporary ones. At least he'll have some income and be able to save some money.

But after asking around and visiting nearby factories, I couldn't find any job openings.

At this moment, Jiang Qiubai was starting to regret giving the job to his younger brother.

If she still had that job, wouldn't she be in such a passive situation?

However, Jiang Qiubai did not intend to tell Zheng Haiyang and Chang Dafeng about buying the job; she did it all in secret.

Chang Dafeng, that old hag, knew perfectly well what she was up to. She just wanted to tie herself to the house and work for the rest of her life so she could relax and enjoy her retirement.

Jiang Qiubai sneered, "That old hag is quite the schemer!"

If Chang Dafeng knew that I was planning to find a job, she would definitely agree to let me go out to work, and might even ruin the whole thing.

Jiang Qiubai didn't plan to tell her family; she wanted to wait until things settled down before informing them.

Anyway, she knows where the family's money is kept.

The money is just sitting there anyway. We're all family, so what's wrong with her borrowing it?

Of course, at this moment, Jiang Qiubai was unaware that he was being watched.

...

One day, several middle-aged women were chatting with someone in the gossip center of the front yard. They were talking about none other than Zheng Haiyang.

That day, Zheng Haiyang was afraid of getting his house dirty, so he asked Chang Dafeng to get him some clothes so he could go to the bathhouse for a bath. Unexpectedly, he was scolded by the bathhouse cashier.

The old lady wouldn't let him come in to wash, saying she was afraid of polluting the pool of water, and she also scolded Zheng Haiyang for being selfish and not caring about the factory's public property.

Zheng Haiyang tried to force his way in, but the old woman called the security department.

If it weren't for the fact that he was covered in dirt, the security department would have arrested him again!

Zheng Haiyang not only failed to take a bath but also left feeling very angry, so he could only leave grumbling.

Quite a few people saw this scene that day and laughed at him behind his back.

"If you ask me, he's just no good. Doesn't he think about what would happen if he washed all that stuff in the bathhouse pool? How would people use it afterward? Wouldn't that be disgusting!"

"Absolutely! It's so dirty!"

As everyone was talking, a stranger appeared at the gate of the compound.

The young man was probably in his teens, with slightly dark skin, but you could tell he was clever just by looking at his bright eyes.

As soon as he saw the group of old ladies, he smiled and went up to them to ask, "Auntie, you're chatting away. Which room does Dong Xiangxiang from your courtyard live in?"

That's right, Dong Xiangxiang's younger brother has arrived. He said his sister is heavily pregnant, and his mother asked him to come and check on her.

The compound hadn't seen any new faces for a long time, so everyone's attention was immediately drawn to him when he arrived.

The group of middle-aged women from the front yard even went to the Third Hospital to see what was going on.

After all, they lived in the same courtyard, so everyone knew each other. They still remembered how Guan Ailian had looked down on Dong Xiangxiang back then. Now that her family had come, they wanted to see what Guan Ailian's attitude would be.

Guan Ailian was naturally not very happy.

Why was she so opposed to her son marrying a rural woman? Besides the grain rationing, wasn't it because she was afraid that her daughter-in-law's family from the countryside would keep coming over to beg for money?

She thought the Dong family was being considerate since they hadn't come over for the past few months, but they've shown up now.

Guan Ailian's complexion was not good.

But Dong Xiangxiang's younger brother was very perceptive and immediately noticed. He showed Guan Ailian the grain in his basket and said that his family was worried that his pregnant sister wouldn't have enough to eat, so they sent it to her.

Seeing this, Guan Ailian's expression softened a bit, and with Dong Xiangxiang encouraging her from the side, the younger brother of the Dong family finally settled down in the courtyard.

...

After being scolded by the bathhouse lady, Zheng Haiyang returned home to take a bath. His family boiled five large pots of water before he was finally clean. The next day, someone from the deputy director came and asked him to come over.

Zheng Haiyang was taken to a house, which was the deputy director's private residence, where he only came when he was having fun.

Zheng Haiyang felt numb. He didn't want to come, nor did he care to do such a thing, but he couldn't escape it.

He had no choice but to come over because of that person's power and influence.

Of course, he wasn't the only one in the room; there were quite a few other people, mostly older folks with one or two younger guys.

Judging from their intimate gestures, their relationship is probably not innocent.

Zheng Haiyang was a little shocked; it was the first time he had ever known that there were so many men in Beicheng who liked men.

At the dinner table, the deputy director did not forget to brainwash Zheng Haiyang.

"Hmph, what's so interesting about those women? Once you see enough, they're all the same. In the end, it's still us men who understand us best, hehe..." The deputy director looked at Zheng Haiyang with a hint of something else in his smile. "Haiyang, don't you think so?"

You motherfucker!

Zheng Haiyang's expression stiffened slightly, then his eyes flashed, and he casually mentioned, "Speaking of which, there's a guy in our compound who looks effeminate, with snow-white skin. If it weren't for his short hair, he would really look like a woman at first glance."

The deputy director's interest was indeed piqued.

His eyes lit up, and he pressed for an answer.

"Oh? What does a man like that look like?"

Zheng Haiyang smiled and began to explain Yu Junsheng's situation to him in detail.