Chapter 100 Processing Results
“It’s okay, I’ve made it through. I have you now, and I’ll have several more children in the future. My family will definitely grow bigger and bigger.” Wu Peng put a piece of scrambled eggs on Yao Fanghua’s plate. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure I treat every child well. We won’t let our children suffer the hardships we’ve gone through.”
Of course, you'll always be my dearest person. Even our children will have to take a backseat.
Yao Fanghua, with tears in her eyes, was initially saddened for Wu Peng, then moved by what she heard, and then became somewhat stunned...
"How many children do you plan to have? Aren't you only allowed to have one child now?"
Wu Peng: "Those of us with household registration in Gangcheng are not subject to this restriction."
Yao Fanghua decisively wiped away the tears in her eyes, took Wu Peng's hand, and said, "Pengpeng, I think we still need to have a good talk about having children."
Tears welled up in Wu Peng's eyes as he grasped Yao Fanghua's hand. "Huahua, I know you can't bear to see me with so few family members. I lost all my loved ones at such a young age. I thought I would grow old alone, but after meeting you, I felt like I had found something to hold onto again. I just want to have more family."
He was so lonely then, with no one to rely on, no emotional support. Countless sleepless nights passed, and he felt that death was the end of the world. If it weren't for the thought of revenge, sometimes he really felt that life had no meaning. Those lonely, sleepless, and desolate souls only found belonging again after establishing a relationship with Yao Fanghua.
Yao Fanghua was defeated.
That night, Yao Fanghua refused Wu Peng's advances into her bed. He had ulterior motives; he wanted her to have a bunch of children.
Do you not know how difficult and painful childbirth is for women?
Sorry, Wu Peng really didn't know. He hadn't really learned about this kind of knowledge; he just saw that everyone had three or four children and thought it was normal.
Those who have few children are definitely either impotent or have health problems with the woman.
He's definitely healthy, and Hua Hua is perfectly fine; they're sure they can have three or four children. If they don't have enough, won't people think he's incapable?
Wu Peng stood by the bedside, "Hua Hua, how can you bear to see me with such a distant family bond?"
Yao Fanghua had a headache; here we go again. "These things depend on fate; it's not something you can control."
"How about having three children? Two sons and one daughter?"
"These things depend on fate; you can't just have whatever kind of child you want."
"There's a 50% chance I'll have three children, so having two sons isn't unreasonable, is it?"
"Go to sleep, go to sleep."
Yao Fanghua closed her eyes and fell asleep instantly, deciding to buy some family planning supplies before discussing life with Wu Peng.
Wu Peng was unwilling; he had finally tasted success.
Just as he was about to do something, Yao Fanghua cried out in pain. The next time he moved, she cried out in pain again. Even just turning over caused her to cry out in pain with her eyes closed.
Wu Peng pounded the bed, but in the end, he could only hold Yao Fanghua and fall asleep peacefully.
The next day, the two planned to continue spending time together at home.
Wu Peng entrusted Zhong Er with the arrangements for their wedding, including decorating the courtyard and communicating with the restaurants. Wu Peng simply handed over the money to Zhong Er. Yao Weimin helped out after work.
With nothing much to do, the two of them stayed home reading, drinking tea, playing with their dog, basking in the sun, and figuring out what to eat.
I thought I'd have a few days of peace and quiet, but then, in the afternoon, people from the fan factory came.
The outcome of Yao Fanghua's case has been determined.
To silence the gossip, Yu Jun arranged for Yu Bei to drive and pick up Yao Fanghua.
Clearly, the results were minimal.
When your highlights and blemishes coexist, people tend to focus more on your blemishes and will only remember them.
Yao Fanghua, who was investigated and fined a month's salary, felt as if she had been nailed to a pillar of shame.
When Yao Fanghua arrived at the factory, the outcome of her case had already been announced.
Yao Fanghua sat in Director Yu's office and brought up her resignation.
Yu Jun slumped back down, realizing he couldn't keep him after all.
This incident has disheartened even him, let alone Yao Fanghua. If it weren't for Shen Jiao and Qi Dongming's accident, Yao Fanghua might have been dismissed, and he wouldn't have fared any better.
Are you going to Shenzhen?
"Yes, Wu Peng opened a factory over there, so I'll go help him out. That way, we won't have to live apart anymore." The newlyweds, Yao Fanghua, blushed slightly at the opportune moment.
Yu Jun's thoughts raced for a moment before he finally nodded readily. "It was the fan factory that held you back. Once you're in charge there, you'll definitely be able to make a name for yourself. I wish you and your husband a bright future and soaring success."
"Factory manager, thank you." There was no pleading or moral blackmail, no pressure to force her to stay.
Yao Fanghua was grateful to Director Yu, thankful for his promotion, for giving her the opportunity, and for letting her go so readily. If she hadn't come to the fan factory, perhaps she wouldn't have had the space or opportunity to shine, and would still be stuck in the deputy director position, day after day, just as Wang Huaizhi lamented. Thinking about it this way, being able to come to the fan factory and meet a leader like Director Yu was her good fortune.
Yu Jun readily stamped the document and let Yao Fanghua go.
As soon as Yao Fanghua stepped out of the military office, Geng Youliang came in, lit a cigarette for Lao Yu, and said, "Just let him go like that? You should at least pretend to stall for a while, so that if the higher-ups ask, you can make excuses."
"If the higher-ups blame me, I'll take full responsibility." Yu Jun has lost his spirit now. He'll retire in a few years, and once Yao Fanghua is gone, he'll simply step down to a less demanding role. He'll have more time to spend with his wife, grow flowers and vegetables, play with his dog and grandson—that's good enough.
Yu Jun saw Yao Fanghua as the hope of the fan factory and his hope for promotion. Now that his hope is gone, what is the point of him making a fuss? He's just wasting his energy and getting nothing in return.
After saying goodbye to Li Lian and the others, Yao Fanghua left the office building. Passing by the factory's notice board, she saw a notice about her disciplinary action. Passing employees were discussing the outcome animatedly. They figured that in the future, when people talked about her, they would mostly mention her tainted reputation, the investigation and punishment she had received.
Unexpectedly, they left somewhat dejectedly in the end.
It's true that nothing in this world goes perfectly, so let it be. At least she has a clear conscience.
Yao Fanghua left quickly. The factory in Shenzhen awaited her; that was the place where she could truly unleash her potential.
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