Chapter 30 Good and Evil
Wang Jiangling stepped back in fear and suddenly fell to the ground, shaking all over. Mrs. Jiang's face was full of flesh and her expression was extremely ferocious.
Zhao Nianxi arrived in time and hurried forward to hold Mrs. Jiang's hand. Several other military wives came forward to hold her down.
Although they were there to watch the fun, if someone really wanted to beat someone up, there would still be people who would come out to stop them. It would be bad if something bad happened.
"Mrs. Jiang, if you have something to say, why don't you speak slowly? If you beat someone into the infirmary, you won't be able to explain to your husband when he comes back."
"Yes, yes, Miss Wang has only been here for a few days. Look how scared you are."
"What's the matter? Everyone is here, can't we just talk it out?"
"I heard it was about Ye Mu's vanishing cream? Everyone can testify for you. You two should explain clearly."
Mrs. Jiang started to curse:
"Wang Jiangling, this rotten asshole and black-hearted woman, actually said that my Dabao and Erbao stole Ye Mu's vanishing cream. She is such a grown-up, but she blames it on our children. She has no shame at all! You bastard, your mother is just pulling a rake while an old woman plows the field. You are spreading rumors and framing others. The sun shines on the graves and burns your ancestors. If Dabao and Erbao really took Ye Mu's vanishing cream, I will pack up and leave the army tomorrow!"
"You're a newcomer, why don't you ask about me, Jiang Difen? How dare you speak in this cesspool and spit nonsense with your stinky mouth? How dare you bully me?"
Wang Jiangling was scolded so much that she couldn't speak. She stammered and looked at Jiang's wife timidly. Jiang's wife put her hands on her plump waist, holding a broom in her hand with a rage:
"Look at your mother in the mirror, look at your mother, if you have the guts to say it! If you keep saying that my Dabao and Erbao took Ye Mu's vanishing cream!"
When the other military wives heard that Dabao and Erbao had taken Ye Mu's things, their expressions became more serious and the atmosphere became solemn. Stealing things is no trivial matter.
When he is young, he steals needles; when he grows up, he steals gold.
"Your eldest and second child always like to make trouble. Maybe it's possible..."
"Likely, bullshit. I gave birth to them, raised them, and taught them. Don't I know what kind of people they are? I'm going to say this today. Dabao and Erbao couldn't possibly have taken Ye Mu's vanishing cream. I didn't take it either. Once they took off their pants, they were completely naked. How dare these little brats who haven't even grown all their hair steal things? I'll smash their hands!"
Mrs. Jiang yelled at the military wives who were watching without distinguishing between friend and foe. Her face turned red with anger, and the flesh on her waist was shaking under her clothes with excitement. The broom in her hand was like a magical weapon, as if it could kill the enemy thousands of miles away, and the military wives were so scared that they retreated one after another.
The military wife who had spoken stopped talking. She only spoke up because she saw Wang Jiangling's pitiful look and couldn't say anything.
"Sometimes I'm your father, sometimes I'm your mother. Sister Jiang, does your husband know?"
"I'm a wife at home and a father outside. It's none of your business!"
Jiang Difen's husband's surname is not Jiang, but the military wives are used to calling her Mrs. Jiang because of her temper outside. She is tough and aggressive, and no one dares to provoke her.
Wang Jiangling was scolded unilaterally, and she didn't dare to talk back in front of the powerful Mrs. Jiang because she felt guilty.
After Mrs. Jiang finished scolding, she took a break. Zhao Nianxi immediately found an opportunity to start persuading her. The other military wives also joined in the conversation. Some said good things, while others said neutral words.
The corridor was very noisy, and Mrs. Jiang's loud voice penetrated through the two doors and reached Ye Mu's ears.
Ye Mu was still very interested in watching this kind of excitement. He immediately put down what he was holding, opened the door to the living room, and leaned against the door to listen to this one-sided "abuse" quarrel.
After listening to it, Ye Mu exclaimed in shock, the scolding was very good, Mrs. Jiang was in good health, her scolding voice was loud and clear, full of energy, fierce and rhythmic, and she also used apt descriptions that she had never heard before.
It just contains a very high amount of maternal content, which is a bit wasteful for mothers.
Hearing the persuasion and mediation outside, Ye Mu knew that someone was trying to smooth things over, so she immediately went back to her room and continued to make her equipment.
She carefully controlled the time, and at this rate, she estimated that she would be able to finish the work tomorrow.
I will take another two days to complete the designed pistol. Then I will see how many parts are left from the more than half box, and then decide what to do with the rest.
Although he did not draw a design drawing, Ye Mu had already calculated the required dimensions and what the final design would look like in his mind.
To her, these were things with very simple structures, so there was no need to waste time drawing the designs.
Just like someone who is good at math wouldn't write out ordinary math formulas.
It is a waste of effort.
The noise outside could no longer affect her condition, but as the sun rose higher, Ye Mu felt hotter and hotter. It would be dangerous if sweat dripped onto the melting pen in her hand, which was too simple.
Ye Mu immediately got up and went out. He didn't see the fan in the living room, so he went to Song Yanzhou's room. Sure enough, he saw that he put the electric fan in his own room. Ye Mu went straight back to his room with the electric fan and almost turned it on. The fan blades started to spin, and a gust of wind blew on his face, which was extremely cool.
Ye Mu shook off some of her clothes that were stuck to her skin due to sweat, and she immediately felt cool again, escaping from the clutches of the scorching heat. She sighed with pleasure and turned around to continue her work.
The number of military wives gathering at Wang Jiangling's door gradually decreased. After all, it was getting late and they had to go home and prepare dinner.
Wang Jiangling looked timid but she was tough. No matter how Mrs. Jiang scolded her, she insisted that it was Dabao and Erbao who gave the cream to her.
Mrs. Jiang handed over Dabao and Erbao together. The three of them confronted her and all of them denied that they had taken Ye Mu's things, but no one else could testify for them, so they were suddenly at a stalemate.
Every man has his own reason, and every woman has her own reason.
Neither party had any witnesses to prove that what they said was true. Zhao Nianxi was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. She thought the matter was easy to resolve, but after a whole morning of trouble and giving her a headache, it still wasn't resolved.
A military wife suggested: "Why not ask Ye Mu, what if she heard something? Or take a look at the vanishing cream, maybe she can find something."
This military wife came from the city. After she finished speaking, she saw that they were all looking at her, and hurriedly said;
"It's almost noon. I have to go home and cook."
She was just watching the show. Seeing that they were so stupid and couldn't find the real thief, she said something more. She didn't want to hang out with these military wives from the countryside.
It's embarrassing to watch them throwing tantrums and making loud noises.
Zhao Nianxi felt that she was right, and turned to look at Song Yanzhou's door. There was a lock on the door, and it was obviously locked.
"Everyone go home and cook first. When Captain Song comes back to open the door at noon, we can talk about this after dinner."
Mrs. Jiang was still furious. Dabao and Erbao followed her, not daring to say a word, and looked at Wang Jiangling hatefully.
The hatred in the child's wide-open eyes almost covered the pair of distinct black and white eyes, as if there was only hatred and nothing else in them.
Children's world is small to begin with, and one thing can fill their world.
Wang Jiangling was frightened by their looks and shuddered in her heart. She quickly said she was going to cook and closed the door.
Mrs. Jiang picked up a broom and knocked hard on her door, using the broom as a stick.
Wang Jiangling behind the door was terrified, fearing that Mrs. Jiang would break in.
However, at Zhao Nianxi's urging, Mrs. Jiang took the two little kids away, cursing as she left.
Zhao Nianxi looked at Song Yanzhou's locked door and sighed, what a troublemaker.
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