Chapter 59: Mung Beans and White Lotus
Gao Xiulan watched as Fu Zhenggang, who looked like a decent man, came to the hospital with his men, and the man behind him was carrying a net bag of things.
"Aunt Gao, Uncle Xie, we came here specifically to visit Uncle Xie with some gifts."
"This is a small token of our appreciation. It was our young comrade who was too impulsive this morning."
Fu Zhenggang took the things given by his subordinates, bent down and handed them to the bedside table.
Gao Xiulan took a glance and saw that what was delivered were two cans of malted milk, a bag of brown sugar and a small bag of red dates.
"As a young man, it's inevitable that you are full of blood. Please bear with me. Why don't you come and apologize to your uncle and aunt!"
Fu Zhenggang scolded in a low voice, and a young man with his head hung came over from behind. He looked big and strong.
"I'm sorry, uncle and aunt. I was young and ignorant and too impulsive. I hope you can forgive me this time."
The guy who was pushed out to apologize was the guy who had argued with Gao Xiulan in the morning but lost and ended up resorting to underhanded tactics.
"Hmph! That sounds nice. Look at my old partner, he's so old and frail, and usually I rely on him to work and earn some money for the family.
I suffered a great hardship this time and injured my waist. How can our family of three survive?
My son, you are still out there fighting to defend our country, while your parents are being bullied to death!"
Gao Xiulan knew that the Revolutionary Committee was just there for show and was trying to appease her by offering some benefits, but she was not so easy to get rid of.
The innocent injuries suffered by Old Xie must be redressed, and someone must bleed.
"Aunt, if you have any other requests, we will try our best to satisfy them."
When Fu Zhenggang heard what Gao Xiulan said, he knew that the other party had more requests, so he spoke in a low voice with a smile.
He just wanted to resolve this matter quickly. This time he went to the yard to search the house but didn't find anything useful, and he had to come back to clean up the mess for others.
"I also know that you are following the rules..." Bullshit.
"But my husband, Mr. Xie, injured his waist this time, and the doctor said he needs to take good care of himself.
I have to rest at home for a month or so. How much work will we have to do?"
Gao Xiulan did not dare to confront the Revolutionary Committee head-on, after all, her family member Xie Yi was far away in the south.
If you really anger the Revolutionary Committee, you might get into trouble.
This group of people are constantly making small moves in private, and it is inevitable that we cannot cope with them.
"I understand. How about this? I'll let this guy compensate the uncle with twenty dollars.
This matter is over, you mean?"
Fu Zhenggang thought that he should solve the problem as soon as he could get compensation. This guy was just hired this month, and he had to pay him a sum of money before he even received a month's salary.
He also admired the boy's ability to stir up trouble, but he was always a bit unlucky.
As he was thinking, Fu Zhenggang quietly moved his leather shoes to the side.
Stay away from this unlucky guy so as not to affect his career.
"Okay, since you said so, we ordinary people agree."
Gao Xiulan knew when to quit and waited for the money to be delivered to her door.
"What are you standing there for? Why don't you hand the money to Auntie?"
Fu Zhenggang saw that the boy hadn't moved for a long time, so he turned around and scolded him.
"Brother, I didn't bring any money today."
What the hell? Fu Zhenggang suspected he had misheard and asked again.
"You don't have any money?"
You kid still expect me to pay you.
"without."
The boy shook his head honestly.
"Well, well, well... I'll pay for it first."
Fu Zhenggang's mouth corners were almost unable to hold back his smile. He forced a smile and took out two big unity banknotes from his shirt pocket and handed them to Gao Xiulan.
Gao Xiulan snatched it away without hesitation and stuffed it into her pocket.
"Goodbye, I won't see you off."
Fu Zhenggang not only failed to get his job done but also lost twenty yuan. He was very angry at the moment and walked out of the hospital quickly, holding his breath.
Pointing at the boy, he looked into his eyes and said with gritted teeth:
"Bring the money to me tomorrow, or you won't have to come anymore!"
After Fu Zhenggang and his group left, Lin Xiaotong pushed the wheelchair back to the ward.
"Mom, I borrowed a wheelchair and we can go home.
Mom, where did you get this malted milk?
"Someone just delivered it to my door!"
Gao Xiulan pushed the wheelchair, and placed bedding and other light items on the cart, while Lin Xiaotong pulled the cart.
The three of them talked as they walked and soon arrived home.
…
After Fu Zhenggang returned, he went to his brother's office first. He pushed the door open and found no one there. He then walked to a room in the back row of the Revolutionary Committee in his leather shoes.
The door was kicked open and Zhao Yunyun, who was sitting inside drinking water, shuddered.
He looked at the crazy Fu Zhenggang with a pale face and forced a smile.
"Zhenggang, why did you come back so early today?"
After she was captured and severely beaten by Fu Zhenggang that day, he locked her up in a small room of the Revolutionary Committee.
There are no windows in this room. The door is closed and the lights have to be on during the day. There is a small bed inside.
"What are you asking? You won't understand even if I tell you."
Fu Zhenggang looked at the pitiful Zhao Yunyun with an impatient expression.
Unbutton your shirt and stretch your wrists.
There was a burning fire in my heart, and I had no place to vent the anger, so I sat down on the edge of the bed.
He felt itchy when he saw Zhao Yunyun, who was lowering her head and serving tea.
This woman is really restless. She only knows how to seduce people in broad daylight with a pale face!
"Zhenggang, you must be tired. Come, have a glass of water."
Zhao Yunyun said softly, holding a cup of warm water and handing it to Fu Zhenggang who was sitting beside the bed.
After being locked in this small room, she had already thought about what to do next.
Fu Zhenggang looked at Zhao Yunyun's gentleness, took the water and drank it all, put the cup casually on the table, and moved forward.
…
After finishing, Fu Zhenggang leaned on the bed, not saying a word, staring at the wall opposite, no one knew what he was thinking.
He turned his head to look at Zhao Yunyun, who was still sleeping with a flushed face, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
In fact, Zhao Yunyun is Fu Zhenggang’s first woman.
This woman had previously said that he was incompetent in front of others. Perhaps Fu Zhenggang had a masochistic tendency.
At this moment, he actually had the urge to snatch Zhao Yunyun back.
Zhao Yunyun shivered in her sleep, perhaps because she felt cold.
He huddled under the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep.
…
In a hidden private room of a state-owned hotel, smoke filled the air and people were toasting each other.
"Director Wang, you are knowledgeable and experienced. Please try this dish and comment on whether the cooking methods are authentic."
Fu Zhengze sat there with a modest smile, occasionally handing out cigarettes and food, and speaking a lot of flattering words.
"Director Fu is so kind! The food today tastes really good."
Sitting at the round table was a middle-aged man with a round head and a round face. He took a sip of Moutai.
With a red face, he patted the shoulder of Fu Zhengze beside him.
"My dear nephew, I knew you were a very capable person.
Look at how young he is, but he is already the top boss in this field.
Over time, it will be truly remarkable.”
"No matter how talented a young man is, he still needs your help!"
The people drinking with him at the same table echoed, smiled foolishly, and bent over to pour wine for Director Wang.
The atmosphere in the box was at its peak, and the meal lasted from noon to night.
"Director Wang, I heard that you love wine tasting. This little gift is not a token of respect."
Fu Zhengze personally handed over a beautifully sealed gift box of wine with the word Moutai on it.
"My dear nephew, you are so kind. I won't refuse."
Director Wang took the gift box with his chubby hands and smiled. When he realized that the weight inside the gift box was not right, his smile deepened.
"Then I wish my nephew all his wishes come true and that we may meet again if fate allows."
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