At this time, Lin Minjun didn't know that Yan Lige had so much on his mind. She was still arguing with the village party secretary about the young man's affairs.
Lin Minjun found the village party secretary and told him about the young man's offense to her. The village party secretary slapped his thigh and kept saying, "It's my fault! It's my fault! The village is not making potato flour. Everyone has to take turns to work. Not many people are willing to do renovation work. At that time, there was still one person who was not included. He signed up again and said something very nice. I thought I would bring him here. With me watching over him, nothing serious would happen. Who knew that I was busy working and didn't pay attention, and this idiot caused trouble for me. You told him to get out, get out! At worst, we can stay for a while and let him go back!"
After the village party secretary explained this, Lin Minjun said, "I have already let him go. His money will not be settled. Just don't let him come with me tomorrow."
"Of course, there will be only four of us tomorrow." The village party secretary looked apologetic and said with great embarrassment.
Seeing that he showed this attitude, Lin Minjun no longer cared about it.
The renovation work continued to move forward smoothly. The progress was so fast that Lin Minjun felt as happy as if she had eaten honey every time she looked at it.
Opening a store was very busy, but Lin Minjun was happy and busy. This happiness lasted for many days, until Saturday afternoon, when she met Han Xiaorui when she was setting up the stall at the original location.
Han Xiaorui came to eat fried potatoes. When she heard that Lin Minjun was going to open a shop, she was naturally happy for her. She nodded while eating and said with a smile, "That's great! That's great! Jun, you are so capable. I have been to that shop before. It is very convenient. Now I have to take a detour to come to your place. After it moves, I can just pass by it. That's great!"
She said three good words in a row, and then tilted her head, "By the way, Jun, did you hear? Zhao Ning's mother passed away."
Lin Minjun's smile froze on her face. "When?"
"It seemed like it was yesterday? They said the body would be kept at home for three days and buried tomorrow." Han Xiaorui sighed, "Zhao Ning must be feeling very upset now. He spent so many years in Yunnan and now he finally comes back, but his mother is gone again."
"Ajun, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
Lin Minjun burst into tears and wiped them away quickly. "It's okay. This news was too sudden. I didn't react immediately. It's okay."
Han Xiaorui: "Well, it happened very suddenly. It was said that he got sick and his body couldn't hold on any longer. There was nothing we could do about it. Birth, aging, sickness and death, who can control that?"
Lin Minjun couldn't stop her tears. She wiped them away but they still fell. She choked up and said, "Yes, who can tell? I'll go see her tomorrow and pay my respects. Auntie was very good to me."
She immediately decided to close the shop tomorrow to see her aunt off for the last time.
The next morning, Lin Minjun went to buy funeral paper and carried it all the way to the Zhao family.
Probably because of the funeral, the Zhao family was in a mess, with so many people that the entire courtyard could hardly accommodate everyone.
When Lin Minjun arrived there, she saw an aunt standing at the door, apparently welcoming guests.
That aunt looked a bit like Zhao's mother. She was scared at first sight, but after looking carefully, she found that they were not exactly alike, so she guessed that she was Zhao's mother's sister.
As she was looking at him, the aunt over there looked over and saw the funeral paper in Lin Minjun's hand: "Are you here to mourn my sister as well?"
Lin Minjun nodded, and she took the funeral paper and led Lin Minjun inside like a hostess, "It's inside, be careful, don't step on the brazier, if you have any problem, just come to me directly."
It seems like she is the mistress of this family, but from the sound of her voice, she is Zhao Mu's sister, Zhao Ning's aunt?
Lin Minjun frowned, full of questions, but she said nothing in the end and walked over the threshold and in.
As soon as they entered, they saw Zhao Ning kneeling in front of the coffin in mourning clothes, tears wet on his face. Lin Minjun first burned incense and kowtowed three times, then went to the side to wait for Zhao Ning.
She guessed that Zhao Ning must be feeling very upset, and she wanted to stay and say a few words of comfort to make him feel better.
After waiting for about half an hour, Zhao Ning came over and pulled Lin Minjun into his room with an ugly look on his face.
Lin Minjun said, "What's wrong with you? Your face is pale. Are you feeling unwell?"
"No." Zhao Ning said sullenly.
"But you don't look right. Don't force it. Your aunt just left. She must be able to see you. She'll be worried if she sees you like this." Lin Minjun held her hand and said softly.
Zhao Ning's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears kept falling. While wiping his tears, he said bitterly, "Now only my mother will worry about me. Haha, the only person in this family who cares about me is gone."
Lin Minjun: "Where's your dad? Doesn't he worry about you?"
Zhao Ning smiled sarcastically, "Him? He doesn't care about me. I guess he has fallen into a gentle state now."
She was gasping for air while she spoke, and what she said meant that she hated her father.
Lin Minjun was confused. "What do you mean? What happened to your dad?"
Zhao Ning couldn't hold back his tears any longer. Tears fell into Lin Minjun's arms like beads from a broken string. He choked and said, "Ajun, my dad has found someone else."
"What? Your mother hasn't been buried yet!"
Zhao Ning: "Yeah, you think it's fast, right? And do you know who his stepmother is? It's my second aunt, the woman standing at the door. Look at her now, she looks like she's entering the house. I really want to slap her in the face."
Lin Minjun's doubts were solved at once! She finally knew why the woman outside looked like the hostess. Could it be that she was the next hostess?
She was so angry that she laughed, "Auntie hasn't been buried yet. To be frank, your father is so anxious before the body is cold?"
"They hooked up before my mother left." Zhao Ning said coldly.
Lin Minjun: "This is too obvious. Otherwise, how could they bring it home in such a short time? Didn't anyone say anything to them?"
"So do you know why I look so bad? I'm angry! These days everyone has advised me not to make trouble. My mother still has to be buried. I can't make trouble and let her restless. Everyone advises me to think more positively, but if it were them, who would be able to think positively? They all said that it would rain and my father would get married, and there was nothing we could do." Zhao Ning cried and complained, "I never said I couldn't let him get married, but why was he so anxious and had to look for my second aunt? I hate him and that woman. I hate them."
Lin Minjun patted her back, just like Zhao Ning comforted her that day, and said softly, "I know, I understand your feelings, your feelings are normal, if it were me, I would also be angry, what about your brother and sister-in-law? Didn't they say anything?"
Zhao Ning: "When my brother and sister-in-law came back and found out about this, they laughed out of anger, burned incense and kowtowed to my mother, then left, saying that they would not be responsible for family matters in the future and asked my father not to look for them in the future."
She sneered, "My brother should have guessed it. My father had been hooking up with my second aunt for a long time. Otherwise, how could he bring her home so quickly? He had been hooking up with her before my mother left. It's a pity that I can't find evidence and can't catch them."
Zhao Ning's brother was already married and had started his own family, so it would have been straightforward to cut off all ties with them. However, Zhao Ning was still at home, unmarried, facing his biological father and second aunt all day long, and the pain in his heart was immeasurable.
Lin Minjun didn't know what words to use to comfort her, so she could only hug Zhao Ning and pat her back.
She remembered something else. "By the way, I heard from Auntie that you went to the Municipal Party School. Aren't you going to take the college entrance examination? How are your preparations going?"
"I had been reviewing before, but I had to put it on hold these two days because of my mother's matter. Now I don't know whether I should continue with the exam. I feel so bad," said Zhao Ning.
Lin Minjun: "Then you must take the exam! The more you have to take the exam, the more you have to get rid of them. As long as you can go to college and be independent, no matter how they make a fuss, it has nothing to do with you."
Zhao Ning glanced in the direction of Zhao's mother and said, "I know. My mother also told me before she passed away that I must take the college entrance examination and pass it."
Lin Minjun nodded. "By the way, didn't you tell me last time that you were dating someone? How is that person doing?"
At this point, Zhao Ning's face looked better. "He's just our neighbor, so it's OK. We're talking well. He even mentioned marriage to me last month. I think it will be soon. Jun, to be honest with you, I really want to get married right now and never come back here. I feel annoyed when I see my dad with that woman! Disgusting!"
Lin Minjun continued to comfort Zhao Ning for a while until he calmed down and stopped crying. Then she saw that it was getting dark, so she said she wanted to go home.
On the way home, Lin Minjun felt sad at this moment, and she was also angry why Zhao's father was so anxious!
Before his aunt was buried, he couldn't wait to bring the person back, and she was his aunt's biological sister.
You're in such a hurry to find a new employer right after someone leaves. Why is that so important? Why is that so important? Are you so impatient?
She thought about it and felt it was not worth it for her aunt.
But even her own daughter Zhao Ning couldn't do anything about it, and she couldn't think of a solution for a while.
Because Zhao's father had already lost his wife and Zhao Ning's second aunt had been a widow for a long time, both of them were legally single, and it was a moral issue for them to be together.
Lin Minjun simply stopped thinking about Zhao's father's romantic scandal and quickened her pace towards home.
But just as I reached the entrance of the alley, I saw some people gathered at the door of a house, knitting sweaters, peeling peanuts, and talking excitedly.
"You've all heard it, right? It seems that there is something fishy going on between Master Cao and Aunt Xia," someone said.
Another lady squinted her eyes and said, "There's nothing innocent about it, it's just that they're having an affair."
"I heard that, too. Our little Liuzi said that Cao Bin confessed this at the Public Security Bureau? He said in person that it was Aunt Xia who ordered him to steal people's things."
"If this is true, it's really a sin. You're not afraid of retribution."
"But I don't think they are having an affair. Old Xia is usually very serious with Mr. Cao and they don't joke around." Someone else said.
Lin Minjun quickened her pace when she got here.
How lucky she was today, avoiding one scandal but running into another.
Or is it Master Cao and Aunt Xia?
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Second update delivered!
Don't wait for the third update. My brain feels like it has been chewed and is empty. Tomorrow is a big plot. I will get rid of Cao Da Ye's family in one go, so Jun can open the store with peace of mind.