Chapter 199 It's best to eat it while it's hot
Zheng Mingyue's legs went weak, and she could barely stand. Her heart was pounding.
She thought to herself, "It's over, I can't escape this time."
Rather than dragging everyone down, I'd rather take the blame myself. At worst, I'll go to jail, but at least I can protect Wenhua and the children.
But at this critical moment, Song Wenhua did not back down.
He took a deep breath, remained calm, walked straight to the car, and opened the back door.
"Search all you want. I have a clear conscience."
The crowd immediately fell silent.
The police officers exchanged a glance, nodded, and began to carefully inspect the inside of the car.
And what was the result?
Opening the cloth bag, you'll find only a few changes of clothes, a hand-woven blanket, and some local specialties.
A bag of dried sweet potatoes, two jars of honey, and a small bundle of dried wild mushrooms.
There were no contraband items, no goods of unknown origin, and no so-called "stolen goods."
Zhang Kesheng stood there, his expression quickly shifting from ecstasy to astonishment.
He stared wide-eyed at the empty carriage, his lips trembling, his face turning from red to white.
"Song Xiaomei! You lied to me! You've been playing me for a fool from beginning to end!"
He suddenly roared, his eyes bloodshot and veins bulging on his forehead.
"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! You bitch! How dare you scheme against me!"
He rushed into the crowd like a madman.
His fist was raised high, filled with rage, as if he wanted to smash her face to pieces.
He then finally realized what was happening.
His wife, whom he usually looked down upon and insulted at will, had actually set a trap for him, making him completely fooled.
He always thought he was extremely intelligent and skillful, and that he could use Song Xiaomei as a pawn.
But reality slapped him hard in the face.
The one who was truly deceived was none other than himself.
He was the monkey being manipulated in the palm of someone's hand.
Before he could get close to Song Xiaomei, two policemen quickly stepped forward and blocked his way.
But Zhang Kesheng completely lost his mind.
In the midst of his struggle, he suddenly pulled a small fruit-peeling knife from his pocket.
The police, who had initially exercised restraint, could no longer tolerate it and immediately took coercive measures.
Several people worked together to pin him to the ground, and the handcuffs snapped shut on his wrists.
"Useless! You can't even find a single piece of junk! You people are all good-for-nothings! What's the use of keeping you around!"
The police officer standing to the side frowned, his eyes instantly turning cold. Without saying a word, he stepped forward, twisted the man's arm sharply, and with a snap, the handcuffs were firmly fastened to his wrists.
"Behave yourself! If you shout again, your crime will be compounded!"
The officer whispered a reprimand.
Without any hesitation, they pulled him up from the ground and dragged him toward the police car.
Before the onlookers could react, he had already been shoved into the back seat.
The car door slammed shut, and the police car sped away with flashing lights.
He was taken away on the spot!
They didn't even give me a chance to explain.
Zheng Mingyue and Song Xiaomei stood there, their faces pale and their limbs weak.
But they found nothing, so they were innocent and had nothing to do with the case.
After the police searched the house and confirmed that there were no contraband items, they let them go home.
At this point, Zheng Mingyue's eyes welled up with tears.
She stared intently at Shen Cuifen, her lips trembling slightly.
Her voice trembled.
"If it weren't for that day... if you hadn't casually mentioned it and reminded me to be careful, our family might have been ruined by that bastard long ago!"
She became increasingly upset as she spoke, and tears were almost streaming down her face.
Although Zheng Mingyue secretly made and sold shoes at home to earn some pocket money.
Most of the money they earned went to Zhang Kesheng and Song Xiaomei.
She always thought, "Young people who have just gotten married, how can life not be difficult?"
Food, clothing, and daily necessities are expensive, and wages are low, so we should help out whenever we can.
But what about Zhang Kesheng?
Human greed is insatiable; even after receiving her benefits, he still felt it wasn't enough.
Not only did he secretly take the fabric she gave him to exchange for alcohol, but he also said behind her back that she was "pretending to be a good person to gain fame and fortune."
He also brainwashed Song Xiaomei, causing her to gradually distance herself from Zheng Mingyue.
Upon hearing this, Shen Cuifen slapped her thigh and then slammed her hand on the edge of the table, causing the teacup to bounce three times.
"Oh my god, why didn't I grit my teeth and be tougher back then? I should have just let Lu Jianguo move in with Zhou Wenjuan for a few months, so he could experience what it's like to be in jail and spend a few days in the police station!"
She was just saying that to get a sense of satisfaction.
After all, Shen Xiuye, Shen Guizhi, and Shen Zhongshun are Lu Jianguo's biological children.
This matter cannot be changed or erased.
Shen Cuifen didn't want that old man to leave even the slightest stain on the children's future.
Shen Xiuye and Shen Zhongshun sat to one side, one drinking tea with her head down, and the other quietly eating melon seeds.
But they all listened intently, taking in every single word.
Shen Xiuye got the gist of it and secretly pondered it in her heart.
I'd rather be a "stay-at-home mom" from now on, not getting married, not getting involved in those messy things, it's so much less stressful.
Zheng Mingyue heard her muttering to herself and immediately glared at her.
"Don't talk nonsense! What will people think if this gets out? If Xiaomei hadn't not had a child with Zhang Kesheng, this would be really difficult to handle. It would be all messed up, and no one could explain themselves!"
Shen Cuifen nodded and sighed.
“I was just venting. Now, seeing what happened to Lu Jianguo, he tried to steal a chicken but lost his rice instead, his wife ran away, and he's in jail. I feel really good.”
But what is he now?
This is just the beginning.
The days only became truly difficult after he returned to the village.
When the neighbors saw him, they would go out of their way to avoid him.
The neighbors gathered at the base of the wall, swearing and cursing under their breath.
"Does someone like that deserve to be a husband? Bah!"
Not to mention his two sons.
He's reached marriageable age, but which girl would be willing to marry into his family?
Lu Jianguo had to shoulder all the costs of the bride price and the house alone.
But how could he possibly have the face to borrow money?
Who would be willing to lend it?
The suffering I endured in my past life, he will have to taste it in this one!
As they were talking, Song Xiaomei came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands and wearing an apron.
"Mom, Aunt Cuifen, dinner is ready, come and eat."
The freshly cooked food smelled delicious.
As she spoke, she gently dried her fingers with a towel.
There was still a trace of flour on the apron.
She stood at the kitchen doorway, a faint blush on her face.
Zheng Mingyue quickly greeted them.
"Cuifen, quickly bring the two children and come eat."
She quickly stood up, her face beaming with a warm smile.
"Don't let the food get cold; it tastes best when it's hot!"
It must be said that Song Wenhua is really skilled at cooking.
Although she is not very old, she cooks like a seasoned chef.
Even Shen Cuifen was stunned.
In just over an hour, all seven dishes and one soup were served.
They were arranged neatly, glossy and shiny, and the aroma wafted straight into my nose.
Her eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.
In the center of the table was a large bowl of steaming chicken soup.
The surrounding area is filled with a variety of delicious and visually appealing dishes, including both meat and vegetables.
The dishes were arranged in an orderly manner, with appropriate spacing between the bowls and plates.
Shen Zhongshun couldn't help but swallow hard.
He had initially tried to appear calm.
But my stomach betrayed me and growled.
He quickly lowered his head, pretending to straighten his clothes, but actually trying to hide the fact that he was drooling with desire.
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