Chapter 70 What do we do?!
"Dad, go in peace. I'll take care of Mom and Jiaojiao."
"I'm an adult now, Dad, don't worry, okay?"
Zhang Mingyuan pleaded tearfully.
Zhang Mingjiao is the same.
Old Zhang's obsession seemed to understand their words; the shackles on his soul shimmered with a ghostly blue light.
Everyone stared intently.
The moment the light stopped, the color of the shackles faded, gradually approaching the color of the soul.
On the dark gray soul, only two strings of conspicuous blue numbers remained.
Cold and blinding, they have begun their countdown again.
But unlike before, Old Zhang's eyes seemed to have changed.
He looked at the three people in front of him, at their red and swollen eyes.
Looking at his own transparent figure, he trembled as he raised his hand and placed it on his wife Feng Xiuwan's face. Looking at her familiar face, he said in a broken and trembling voice, "I'm... sorry... Please... live... well."
His gaze lingered on her face, as if he wanted to memorize her deeply.
Zhong Wan was initially puzzled, wondering why Lao Zhang had suddenly become rational.
But when she saw the screen dim instantly after the countdown from 3280 to 0, she felt as if she had found the answer.
Clearly, Old Zhang had also noticed this.
He smiled at his two children and said with satisfaction, "Dad is proud to have you two..."
"For the rest of my life... I will live happily..."
Before he could finish speaking, his figure vanished in an instant, like a gentle breeze carrying specks of blue light.
"Zhang Dashan!"
"dad!"
"Waaaa, Daddy..."
The three members of the Zhang family were stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help but burst into tears again.
Hearing their heart-wrenching cries and looking at the drizzling rain before him, He Qijiang sighed, "Let's go, it's better that we're gone..."
The rain gradually stopped, and the sky slowly brightened.
A new day has begun.
Apart from Zhong Wan's maternal grandparents, the other members of the He family...
They all witnessed what happened last night, and they all stayed up all night, freezing outside for half the night.
After taking the three members of the Zhang family home, the He family members silently drank ginger soup and ate breakfast.
But they all seemed somewhat distracted.
They witnessed Old Zhang's ghost firsthand, which completely overturned their understanding.
I also know something about... Zhong Wan's extraordinary adventure.
He Liqun wanted to see his son, but he was also afraid to see him.
With a heart full of agonizing conflict, he couldn't resist asking Zhong Wan to paint a portrait of his son.
He carefully placed the small piece of paper, no bigger than the palm of his hand, into his wallet.
With tears welling in her eyes, she murmured, "I still hope I won't see him..."
"After I finish this, I want to take your sister-in-law and Rui Rui out for a walk."
"Rui Rui used to want us to take him out to play, but unfortunately..."
"It's a pity there will never be another chance..."
"What's even more regrettable is that Rui Rui got into the university he had always dreamed of..."
As He Liqun spoke, he couldn't help but lower his head and cry. Hot tears instantly slid down his face and dripped onto his wallet.
Seeing the teardrops on the black wallet, He Liqun hurriedly reached out to wipe them clean, then carefully stroked the wallet, smiling as he said, "This is the first gift Rui Rui gave me..."
The others watched him silently, staring at the wallet in his hand, its edges worn and faded...
After a long while, a sudden ringing of a bell broke the silence in the room.
Hearing the voice, He Qijiang took out his phone, looked at the name on it, and answered the call.
"Hello,"
His voice was hoarse and weathered.
He Licheng was stunned upon hearing this, glanced at the phone number in disbelief, and then hurriedly asked with concern, "Dad, what's wrong?"
"How come your voice sounds so much more aged overnight?"
He Qijiang forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, I just haven't had enough rest."
"Oh, that's good."
He Licheng was relieved and quickly told her what he had found out: "Xiaomin said that Zhou Bapi seemed to have a nightmare last night. He kept crying out in pain and couldn't wake up. He was covered in sweat and his clothes were soaked with sweat."
"I don't know what happened. When he woke up this morning, he said even his fingers hurt, and there wasn't a single part of his body that was in pain."
"Xiaomin said he had thrown away his gold watch, gold necklace, and other valuables. He pointed at them with a terrified expression and told them that there were ghosts, saying that mineral slag was falling from those things and that a ghost was coming to take revenge on him."
"They even said those things were like shackles, making it hard for him to breathe,"
"Should!"
He Qijiang sighed and said through gritted teeth, "He deserved it."
What do you say about the unpaid wages owed to the workers?
He Licheng paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Xiaomin and the others checked Zhou Liren's account, and there's less than a hundred yuan in it..."
"What?!"
He Qijiang was shocked: "Then where is his money? The car he drives must have cost a lot of money too?"
"The car... is registered under his ex-wife's name..."
He Qijiang: "Have you transferred assets?"
"I'm not sure, but probably yes,"
He Licheng sighed: "Apart from that mine, he has no other assets."
He Qijiang trembled all over, furious: "What about their wages...?"
"Report and complain."
Besides this, are there any other solutions?
After hanging up the phone and hearing He Qijiang's account, everyone fell silent.
They weren't the only ones who remained silent; so too were the unemployed workers who continued to arrive.
An atmosphere of despair and confusion instantly spread.
Most of the workers were silent and honest, but that doesn't mean they were all.
Sure enough, within moments someone started complaining.
They complained that Zhang Mingyuan shouldn't have reported them, and they complained that Zhong Wan's family didn't invite them when they resigned yesterday!
Some radicals even started cursing on the spot.
Zhong Wan listened in silence, and at that moment she suddenly felt a sense of relief—relief that they were outside, and relief that her mother couldn't hear what was happening.
But she glanced back at the door not far away, then at the uncles whose voices were getting louder and louder.
Zhong Wan couldn't help but frown, suddenly feeling a little scared.
As if overnight, the once benevolent face instantly turned ferocious.
But looking at his crippled arm, looking at his aged face,
Zhong Wan couldn't bring herself to say anything harsh.
"Enough, Lao Li!"
"Shut up!"
He Qijiang's roar and Lin Yan'an's low shout rang out one after the other.
He Qijiang glanced at Lin Yan'an with some surprise, looking at his cold face, then silently turned to look at Old Li. Seeing the crowd that had just quieted down, he quickly said, "I know your grievances, but you should resent Zhou Bapi! Not other innocent people!"
"Zhang Mingyuan did nothing wrong! If he hadn't reported it, one of you would have been next!"
"My younger sister, and Li Qun and Li Xin, were definitely not wrong! They didn't expect the mine to go bankrupt when they resigned!"
"But they've already received their wages! What are we supposed to do?!"
Old Li, indignant, craned his neck and shouted, "Where are we going to get our wages?!"
"Yes! What about our wages?"
"Village Party Secretary, you can't just abandon us..."
"So much money! If we don't bring it back, what will our family eat?"
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