Chapter 89 Wang Shuo Complains About the Flaws of the Blind Date Girl

It's about time for the employees to go to work.

Wang Shuo arrived at the Peng family's house carrying luggage and grain. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a middle-aged man lying on a recliner sunbathing, and a middle-aged woman sitting next to him fanning him with a palm-leaf fan.

Zhang Cuihua had a gloomy face, and her thin lips kept cursing: "She always has a deadpan expression. People who don't know better would think we owe her something. We can't even say a few words to her. If we do, she'll just turn around and leave."

Peng Jianyi said with a stern face, "That's why we say our son was cursed to death by her."

Zhang Cuihua obeyed and shouted loudly towards the kitchen, "You've already killed my son, so what? Do you want to kill us two old folks too? All I did was ask you to go back to your parents' house to get some things, is that going to kill you?"

Suddenly, a loud clattering sound of pots and pans came from inside.

Zhang Cuihua grinned angrily: "Look at her temper! She can't even say a word! She's completely out of control!"

Wang Shuo overheard these few words from the courtyard entrance and realized that neither of them were easy to deal with. He wondered how the people inside could endure it. If it were him, he would have already raised his fist.

However, his current identity was that of a militia instructor, and he was also staying at someone's house. He coughed and walked in a few steps: "Uncle, Aunt..."

Zhang Cuihua was startled. She turned around, about to get angry, but when she saw Wang Shuo dressed properly and carrying luggage and a bag of grain, she recognized him: "Aren't you the instructor from the commune who was arranged to stay at our house by the brigade?"

Wang Shuo replied, "Yes."

Zhang Cuihua looked him up and down, then flattered him: "Young cadres from the commune are really different; they look quite impressive."

After saying that, he smiled and asked, "Comrade Instructor, what's your name?"

Wang Shuo: "Wang Shuo."

Zhang Cuihua said warmly, "Comrade Wang Shuo, I've tidied up your room. Let me show you. By the way, this is my husband. He has trouble walking and can only lie down."

Wang Shuo walked up to Peng Jianyi and politely bowed, saying, "Hello, Uncle."

Peng Jianyi nodded: "Hello, Instructor. My family is poor and shabby, please don't mind."

Wang Shuo said, "I don't mind, I can stay in any kind of house, I'm not picky."

Zhang Cuihua suddenly sobbed, "If my son were still alive, he would definitely be as impressive as you. He was a soldier who sacrificed himself for the country. He volunteered to go abroad to provide aid back then, leaving us two old people behind. Life has been so hard for us. We don't know how we will survive in the future."

Although Wang Shuo was somewhat disgusted by the boastfulness in her tone, he still respected the soldiers who sacrificed for the country. He gave Zhang Cuihua and Peng Jianyi a solemn salute.

When he was assigned to the Peng family at the brigade headquarters, the director and secretary told him that this family was the family of a martyr who sacrificed his life for the country.

Of course, He Guangliang also had a selfish motive of currying favor, because Tang Zhongwu, the head of the commune's armed forces department, had a daughter who was the daughter-in-law of this family, and coincidentally, Wang Shuo was Tang Zhongwu's apprentice.

However, although Wang Shuo was somewhat familiar with the name Tang Wan, he did not know that Tang Wan and Tang Zhongwu were father and daughter, nor did he know about Tang Wan's past.

In the commune, no one, including Tang Zhongwu himself, ever mentioned Tang Wan, and no one ever mentioned Tang Zhongwu's family.

He only came to the commune to become Tang Zhongwu's apprentice when Tang Wan came to Niushiwan Production Team to sever ties with him.

Wang Shuo knew about his master's family situation and knew that his wife had passed away, and he was all alone at home.

Zhang Cuihua continued to sob, her eyes still fixed resentfully on the kitchen: "My son was killed by the woman in the kitchen. Comrade Wang Shuo, you'd better stay away from her while you're staying at our house. She's very unlucky."

Wang Shuo is easygoing, but he has a strong moral compass. He thinks it's too harsh to talk about people like that. Even if there's a huge grudge, it should be said to the other person's face, not whispered in the ear of an outsider like himself.

At this moment.

Tang Wan came out of the kitchen, her head down, not looking at anyone, and holding a hoe, ready to start working.

When Wang Shuo saw her, he was so shocked that he stood there like a wooden statue.

Tang Wan walked past him without even glancing at him, her delicate brows furrowed in a gesture of rejection and aversion.

Zhang Cuihua reached out and nudged Wang Shuo: "Comrade Wang Shuo?"

Wang Shuo snapped out of his daze, his gaze fixed on Tang Wan's slender back. A foolish smile appeared on his rough face. However, remembering that she was married and widowed, he felt his thoughts were filthy, and that he shouldn't have looked at her like that...

The old man made him recite the Three Main Rules of Discipline and the Eight Points for Attention every day, so he thought for a moment, then looked away and deliberately asked, "Who is she?"

Zhang Cuihua said, "Who could it be? It's the wife my poor, long-dead son chose because he was blind. But they didn't even get a marriage certificate. She just came to our house with her luggage, saying it was to show filial piety to us for her son. Look at her, she's not filial at all. She makes us angry every day."

Wang Shuo had his own selfish motives, and casually said, "Then let her go back."

Zhang Cuihua: "..."

Peng Jianyi: "..."

Zhang Cuihua smiled and said, "She refused to go back on her own; we didn't tie her up on purpose."

Actually, she didn't want Tang Wan to go back. If she went back, who would take care of them? Who would support the family? Who would work to earn work points? Besides, why should she go back and live a good life? She had to stay in the Peng family for the rest of her life, even if she had to die in the Peng family, let alone get married.

Wang Shuo felt that this statement was too selfish, so he chuckled and changed the subject: "Take me to my room, I need to put my things down."

He was thrilled and excited. He never expected to run into the person he had been looking for here, and that she was the daughter-in-law of the person he was staying with. They would be living under the same roof for the next few days, and he might even have to eat her cooking.

The only pity is that she was a widow after getting married, and a widow who was very loyal and devoted.

After making the bed, Wang Shuo lay there lost in thought, still feeling a little sad. He had finally found a woman he liked, but... sigh...

He wasn't disgusted by the fact that she was a widow; it was just that he didn't know how to make a move, and even if he did, she might not agree. As for what others said, he ignored it.

When he went home a few days ago, his mother introduced him to five potential partners, all of whom were young and unmarried. Although they blushed, they were all very willing and particularly fond of him.

But he didn't care at all.

He told his mother directly, "The first one has a big mouth, which will cause conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law; the second one has a small butt, so she definitely won't be able to give you a grandson; the third one looks lazy and good-for-nothing, so if you marry her, you'll have to serve her; the fourth one is even more outrageous, with thick eyebrows and crossed eyes, she looks petty; the fifth one..."

Wang's mother glared at him: "What's wrong with the fifth one? Can you find a fault with her? She's the daughter of our brigade secretary, a teacher at the commune's primary school. You're lucky to have married her. She's gentle, beautiful, and knowledgeable. She often brings me things, and she's so sweet-talking. She's perfect in every way."

Wang Shuo thought for a long time but couldn't find anything wrong with it. Finally, he suddenly said, "Her face is dark, which means she will have bad luck. If she marries into the family, we will suffer along with her!"

The Queen Mother was so angry that she picked up a broom and chased him out. However, she did take the matter quite seriously, muttering to herself, "Is his forehead really dark? I'll have to take a good look next time."