Chapter 129
For example, the commune wanted to select an educated youth to go to town and become a worker-peasant-soldier university student. This matter was originally far from everyone's mind, and had nothing to do with Han Shengyi at all. However, after the quota was announced, the village was in turmoil for a long time.
The quota fell on Ding Boyun, and no one was surprised at all. In Qingzhu Village, he was the most capable person. In everyone's opinion, the quota should have belonged to him. But just as the quota was announced, Luo Shuyang, the educated youth squad leader of Xujiawan, suddenly reported to the commune, saying that Ding Boyun had stolen her quota and that he had secretly manipulated it to snatch her opportunity.
No one believed her, so Luo Shuyang went to Qingzhu Village to cause a scene and gathered all the educated youth. The process of selecting workers, peasants, and soldiers as university students was complicated. They had to be selected from the village first, and then from the commune. The problem was that Luo Shuyang failed in the village selection process. The person who was finally nominated was Lu Wanhua, who had no competition at all. She felt something was wrong at that moment. However, there were only five educated youth in Xujiawan, and with the disunity among the people, it was possible that someone else would try to do something bad and eliminate her.
She thought that no one chose her because she did not manage the relationship with her classmates well. But when the quota was announced and she told others about it, she found out that three out of five people, including herself, had chosen her, and Wen Xiuwei also had one vote. She went to the brigade to ask what was going on. The brigade hesitated and could not explain clearly. Luo Shuyang was patient. She investigated for a long time before she found out that it was Ding Boyun who gave benefits to the brigade to let them eliminate Luo Shuyang from the beginning, so that he would have no competitors.
Luo Shuyang had been making a fuss about this for a long time, but no matter what she said, she had no evidence. She was shouting at the top of her lungs, but Ding Boyun just frowned and looked at her. In the eyes of the villagers, it seemed that Ding Boyun found this matter particularly difficult, but in the eyes of Han Shengyi, it seemed that Ding Boyun found Luo Shuyang very annoying.
Han Shengyi saw it, but this matter had nothing to do with him, so he was just a bystander from beginning to end. Even if he wanted to intervene, he could do nothing because Ding Boyun had issued the letter of introduction the next day. He got the letter of introduction in the morning and packed up and left in the afternoon without even taking any food. He left in a cool manner, leaving behind a desperate Luo Shuyang.
The person left and the quota was gone. It was useless for Luo Shuyang to make a fuss. It would only arouse the resentment of the villagers and the commune. She swallowed her anger and returned to Xujiawan. Han Shengyi had no idea what happened after that.
This happened several years ago. If he hadn't seen Ding Boyun here, he probably would never have remembered such an incident in his life.
Quite impressive.
Han Shengyi thought to himself.
He was able to enter the secretariat right away because of his grandfather's connections. Ding Boyun's family didn't have much help, and even if they did, it wouldn't have helped him get to this agency. If he really relied entirely on his own abilities, then he would indeed be a very powerful person.
Last time, Ding Boyun took note of Han Shengyi and was going to inquire about his situation. This time, Han Shengyi took note of Ding Boyun again. He was always wary of people with good tempers and people with bad tempers. No one wanted to have someone who would stab them in the back around him.
Han Shengyi was worried about this matter, but plans always cannot keep up with changes, because at noon, he met Ruan Mengru outside again.
Several times, except for the first time when she brought her twins, she always came alone after that, and looked more and more sick each time. She wanted to talk to Han Shengyi, but as long as Han Shengyi showed that he didn't want to pay attention to her, she would not come forward again. It was the same appeasement policy, but Han Jibin was low-key, while Ruan Mengru was very high-profile.
She appeared in front of Han Shengyi once a week or ten days according to a rhythm, without saying a word or expressing her demands, just to disturb Han Shengyi's mood. The worse his mood was, the better Ruan Mengru's mood would be.
It's not that she has such a bad taste, but the bigger Han Shengyi's reaction is, the more it shows that she still has a lot of weight in Han Shengyi's heart.
Mother.
These two words are magical. Parents will always forgive their children who make mistakes, and children will never be able to get rid of their dependence on their parents.
Many people hate their parents, but if they ask themselves whether they still have even a little love for their parents, almost everyone will answer, yes, they do.
Even though it is so tiny that it cannot be seen, it is still there.
This is Ruan Mengru's confidence. She wants to use her presence to remind Han Shengyi again and again that he has lost his father and only has her as his mother. Before he does anything in the future, he must reflect on whether doing so will cause any harm to her and whether he will regret it in the future.
Ruan Mengru looked bold, but she was actually very cautious. She knew that Han Tinghui and his wife hated her to death now, and sooner or later they would find out that she was secretly meeting their grandson. But before that day came, she still had to be careful. She wanted Han Shengyi to think that she wanted to see him very much, but she couldn't really let the couple find out.
At noon that day, Ruan Mengru only appeared for one minute, but in just that one minute, she was seen by others.
The earth is so big that everyone seems to be a stranger to each other, but if you really pay attention, you will find that everyone knows each other.
A few days later, Grandma Han was playing cards with her old friends as usual. When she was about to win, the person sitting next to her suddenly asked her, "Is your eldest grandson still in touch with his mother?"
When these words came out, everyone in the room was stunned. Grandma Han paused while holding up the sign. "No, why are you asking me this?"
The old lady sighed, "I thought she was gone. That vixen has brought such trouble to your family. But the day before yesterday, my son went out to eat with his colleagues and saw that vixen on the roadside."
At this point, she raised her head. There was no one here, but she still pretended to lower her voice. "When Jixin got married, my son was also involved in the arrangements. When it was time to pick up the bride, my son even rode his bike to her house. He told me that he saw it clearly, it was her."
The four old ladies all knew what had happened to the Han family in the past. Hearing this, the old lady of the Jiang family who was sitting opposite Grandma Han couldn't help but glance at Grandma Han's face and found that her face was not very good. She quickly kicked the other party from below and told her to stop talking.
But the kick had no effect. The man continued, "Ying Ping, you have to keep an eye on your Shengyi. Don't let him be soft-hearted just because she's his mother. That vixen only came back to find you because she saw your Han family was doing well again. She and her husband are both bad people. They will both go to hell in the future!"
This person had no bad intentions. She just wanted to remind Grandma Han. After all, a person like Ruan Mengru was more terrifying than a ghost no matter who she was. Everyone wanted to stay eight feet away from her. No one wanted to see Grandma Han's only grandson, so they rushed to find her.
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Chu Jiujiu was lying at Han's house. The weather was too hot. Even eating eight popsicles a day could not relieve the heat. She started sweating as soon as she sat on the sofa at home. The bench at Han's house was made of solid wood and covered with bamboo mats, which made it more comfortable to lie on.
There was no one at the Han family, so Chu Jiujiu walked in by herself. She also moved an electric fan from Han Shengyi's room. The two fans worked at the same time, one blowing on her feet and the other on her neck. Chu Jiujiu tilted her head back, her whole body in a big letter shape. The TV was also on, and the host's voice had a hypnotic effect. Chu Jiujiu fell asleep while listening.
Before going to bed, she was still thinking about it. Baozhu said she was going to the Mountain Resort, but she had to wait another eight days before she could go there. She had never been to the Mountain Resort. It was said that it was a place where the emperor liked to cool off in the past. It must be very cool there.
In fact, when it comes to cool places, the underground palace is the best. It is located underground, and the emperor and his three concubines and six courtyards are buried next to it. The living and the dead can enjoy the coolness there. It is really refreshing and exciting...
While half asleep and half awake, Chu Jiujiu dreamed that she was deep in the underground palace, holding a Luoyang shovel and moving forward cautiously. Her hand pushed towards the door in front of her, and the door slowly opened -
Bang! —
Chu Jiujiu was suddenly awakened. She sat up in confusion and found that it was only Grandma Han who came back. She was suddenly frightened and her heart almost exploded. She wilted all over. She was about to complain to Grandma Han, but Grandma Han didn't even look at her and went back to her bedroom with a gloomy face.
Chu Jiujiu was stunned and didn't dare to speak for a moment.
She sat up and stayed there in a daze for a while. Then, she stood up quietly and turned off the TV. She came to Grandma Han's door, raised her hand, and knocked. Grandma Han opened the door quickly.
Chu Jiujiu outside turned into a frightened little rabbit, but Grandma Han acted as if she didn't notice. She told Chu Jiujiu, "Go call Han Shengyi and ask him to come home now."
Chu Jiujiu: "Ah? Why?"
She just asked this question, but Grandma Han suddenly became furious, "Why do you care about me! Go beat him up! Tell him to come back immediately, or don't come back again!!!"
Chu Jiujiu: “…”
Chu Jiujiu's body was stiff, and she didn't dare to breathe. After saying this, Grandma Han closed the door again. Covering her heart, Chu Jiujiu took two steps back, ran to the living room, and took out the phone.
The call went to the secretary's office. Fortunately, Han Shengyi was there. He quickly repeated what Grandma Han had said. Chu Jiujiu also added, "Grandma Han looks particularly angry. Brother Shengyi, what's going on?"
Han Shengyi was silent for two seconds and didn't explain to her. "I see. I'll be back soon. You should go back first and don't stay there."
Han Shengyi seemed to know what had happened, and this should be their family affair. After hanging up the phone, Chu Jiujiu felt that she should go home. However, looking at the closed door behind her, Chu Jiujiu was silent for a long time and didn't know what to do.
Half an hour later, Han Shengyi returned. He didn't take a car, but walked all the way back. He didn't sweat much, but now, a few drops of sweat still flowed down his temples. On the way from the gate to Grandma Han's door, Han Shengyi looked around. There was no sign of Chu Jiujiu, and the fans were all turned off. It seemed that she had gone home.
Just go back, otherwise she will definitely be scared.
Standing in front of Grandma Han's door, Han Shengyi pursed his lips, then opened the door and walked in.
Grandma Han was sitting by the bed, her eyes fixed on the door, so as soon as Han Shengyi came in, he looked into her eyes.
Her voice sounded very old, "Shengyi, I want to ask you."
"Have you met Ruan Mengru?"
Han Shengyi's hand was still on the doorknob. Hearing this, he half lowered his head and took a few steps forward. "Yes."
"Is she looking for you, or are you looking for her?"
Han Shengyi replied in a low voice: "She is looking for me."
"What did she tell you?"
"Nothing."
Hearing this answer, Grandma Han clutched the bed sheet at hand. "She didn't say anything? She didn't say anything. Why would she look for you?"
Han Shengyi did not answer.
When he didn't come back, Grandma Han didn't do nothing. She just sat there, thinking about a lot of things. Han Shengyi's silence at this time seemed to confirm her guess.
Grandma Han slowly stood up and came to Han Shengyi. She lowered her voice a little: "Shengyi, how many times has she come to you?"
Han Shengyi is very tall, and Grandma Han has to look up to look him in the eye. But no matter how tall he is, he is just a grandson in front of Grandma Han. No matter when, when facing Grandma Han, he is always humble and weak.
There was silence for about three seconds, and then Grandma Han heard his answer: "The seventh time."
“Bang!——”
Next door was a storage room. Chu Jiujiu was sitting on the dusty windowsill. When she heard the crisp slap, her whole body trembled. She grabbed the window frame and wanted to jump down, but for some reason, she finally sat back silently.
But she kept clenching her fists and biting the knuckles of her index fingers. She was very nervous, much more nervous than the two people inside.
Grandma Han's slap hit Han Shengyi's face so hard that it was tilted. She didn't hold back her strength at all. The burning pain on his cheek reminded Han Shengyi how angry his grandmother was, but he still stood there silently, with no intention of admitting his mistake or giving in.
After beating him, Grandma Han's hands also hurt, but she didn't care. She looked at Han Shengyi with anger. It was the first time in her life that she was so angry with Han Shengyi.
"Do you even know your last name?!"
"She's your mother, and she's the one who killed your father! If it weren't for her reporting it, how could your father have died? Seven times, you met her seven times without telling us. Don't say she came to see you, Han Shengyi, you can fool others, but you can't fool me. If you hadn't wanted to see her, she wouldn't have come to you so many times!"
"Kneel down, kneel down!!!"
Slowly turning his head back, Han Shengyi silently bent his knees. He knelt on the ground obediently, but it did not ease the anger in Grandma Han's heart.
"I'm asking you, have you forgotten your father?"
Grandma Han's voice was very high, and each sound seemed to reach Han Shengyi's eardrums directly, and she kept questioning him: "Speak up, have you forgotten your father?"
Kneeling upright on the ground, Han Shengyi's voice remained the same as usual. He replied, "No."
"No, since you haven't, then don't see her again," Grandma Han pointed at him and asked him to raise his hand. "Swear to me, swear in your father's name, that you will never see her again!"
Chu Jiujiu sat on the windowsill. She could only hear the voices coming from Grandma Han's room, but she couldn't see what was going on inside. She couldn't see it, but she could imagine that her teeth were biting on the joints, which was a little painful, but she didn't notice it. Her attention was all on the next room.
Chu Jiujiu felt like every second was a year. Finally, Han Shengyi's voice rang out again.
"Grandma, I can't swear."
This answer, of course, was not what Grandma Han wanted. She raised her hand to hit him again. Han Shengyi saw it, but didn't hide. He just lowered his head slightly. He was so obedient. Grandma Han's raised hand stopped in mid-air and clenched into a fist. Grandma Han froze and paced around the room like a trapped animal. She looked very angry, but she couldn't do anything to Han Shengyi.
“You—you—”
"What on earth do you want to do!"
"You want to piss me off to death, don't you? Your grandfather and I are both old. You think we're a stumbling block to you, right? Now that you've grown up and become independent, you don't have to worry about us anymore!"
Grandma Han became angry and spoke without thinking. Every word she said was like a knife stabbing into the heart of a filial child. Han Shengyi frowned, raised his head, and denied it, "Grandma, I didn't do it."
"Since there is nothing, why can't you swear?" Grandma Han looked at him angrily.
The two looked at each other for a long time. Han Shengyi's lips trembled. After several seconds, he finally made a sound, "I haven't forgotten my father, and I can't swear this oath. I still want to see her."
Chu Jiujiu felt like banging her head against the wall when she heard this next door. Han Shengyi really had no desire to survive at all. Saying such things at this time was just adding fuel to the fire!
But things did not develop as she had imagined. Seeing how persistent he was, Grandma Han fell silent.
The atmosphere in the room became quiet. Looking at her grown-up grandson, Grandma Han suddenly felt a little unsteady. She took two steps back and sat back on the bed. She looked at Han Shengyi and asked, "Why?"
"Tell me, what is the reason why you must see her?"
Han Shengyi lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on the pure white tiles below his knees. These tiles had been used for many years and had many signs of wear and tear. Staring at the longest scratch, Han Shengyi said, "I claimed my father's body."
Grandma Han trembled.
"At that time, there was no one at home. You and grandpa were both in prison. Someone from the Revolutionary Committee came to inform me and asked me to go and get my father's body."
"When I went over there, she was there too. I was here with my dad, waiting for someone to bring something for me to sign. She thought I didn't know, but I could smell her perfume."
Perfume. Few women in the 1960s could afford perfume, and they were reluctant to use it. They would only spray it on important occasions or when it made them happy.
Knowing a woman by her scent is impossible in modern times because everyone's perfume is similar. But ten years ago, perfume was a woman's business card. Everyone had a different scent, so there was no possibility of making a mistake.
Grandma Han never knew about these things. She didn't even know who helped bury her son. She only knew that when she came out of prison, she was surrounded by her husband who was ten years older than her and her grandson who was becoming increasingly taciturn and skinny.
She could no longer take care of the dead. At that time, she could only take care of the living. She went to work and cooked numbly, not giving her family a good face, and was immersed in her own grief. But she forgot that this grief was not hers alone.
Grandma Han sat on the bed with a dull look on her face. She had lost her voice, but Han Shengyi was still talking.
"I can never forget that smell and those images, so grandma, I need to see her," Han Shengyi smiled. "Who knows, maybe if I see her again, I'll forget all this."
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