The next day, Qi Zhifang dressed up and went to her workplace. As expected, they were holding a crackdown on exemplary cases, so she lost her job. She breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Dejected, Qi Zhifang returned home and saw Xiao Dai coming over. Xiao Dai asked with concern, "Sister, what's wrong?" Qi Zhifang pressed her finger to the corner of her eye and shook her head, saying, "Nothing, why are you here?" Xiao Dai said, "I noticed you haven't prepared much for your daily life, so I bought you some grain and oil. I was worried it would be too heavy for you to carry."
Qi Zhifang felt as warm as receiving a mink coat on a freezing winter's day! "Sister, open the door first, I'll take it in for you!" "Oh!..." Qi Zhifang quickly opened the door, and Xiao Dai put the things inside. Qi Zhimang took a towel and brushed the dust off Xiao Dai's clothes, then hesitated before saying, "Xiao Dai, you're running here like this, won't your husband..."
Xiao Dai's face stiffened, and he forced a smile. "I'm a convict, and at this age, I'm disfigured. What woman could marry me? ... Um, if you need anything, ask Aunt Liu next door to let me know. She knows where I am! I'm leaving now."
Xiao Dai left without a moment's hesitation, without even turning his head. If Qi Zhifang's mind was still wavering yesterday, the scales have completely tipped this year. Xiao Dai didn't get married, he didn't blame her, and he even helped me. Has he not forgotten me? This is enough for her to fantasize about for a while.
After thinking about it all afternoon, she tidied herself up and went to the hospital. Meanwhile, Xiao Hu had just convinced himself to accept Qi Zhifang and let bygones be bygones. After all, she was a woman in her fifties, and she had gained such a reputation because of him. How could she face people if she didn't get married?
Qi Zhifang came in. Xiao Hu, lying on the bed, gave a weak smile and said, "My blood pressure is too high and unstable. The hospital won't let me leave because they're worried about the danger. You should..."
Qi Zhifang sat down, tears streaming down her face. "Old Xiao, I'm sorry! I ran into Xiao Dai!"
Xiao Hu was taken aback. Who was Xiao Dai? Qi Zhifang bit her lip and looked at Xiao Hu, saying, "He's suffered so much for me. I can't choose my own happiness at this time. He's over forty and still single. I can't live with myself if I can't watch him get married first. Lao Xiao, why don't we wait a little longer? Anyway, we're already this old, it's not too late. We can wait until he finds his own happiness..."
Xiao Hu looked at Qi Zhifang and said, "Didn't you say back then that you were the victim, that he forced you..."
Qi Zhifang froze, her face burning as if she'd been slapped multiple times. Finally, she covered her face, tears streaming through her fingers. "Old Xiao, why don't you understand me? I don't want to talk about the past; it's all in the past. The memories are too painful. No matter what, he went to the Northwest for so many years of labor reform when he was only twenty-two, risking his life every time he came back. He's even disfigured now... I..."
She raised her head, stubbornly wiping away her tears, and said, "We're not wrong, it's all because of this era! If you truly love me, wait for me! Once he finds his happiness, I can live peacefully with you. Otherwise, I can't forgive myself!"
At this moment, Xiao Hu couldn't help but doubt Wang Dong's words. He thought he had finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel, but it turned out to be a vast, green grassland, so green it was practically glowing! He laughed self-deprecatingly, realizing that he had been played by Qi Zhifang for most of his life and had ruined his life. He nodded and said, "Fine! Do as you please. I'll go back to Beidaihe as soon as I feel better!"
Qi Zhifang said pitifully, "Old Xiao, look at you, how old are you? Still throwing a tantrum. Who are you trying to avoid? Besides, it's not that I don't agree to marry you, I just wanted to wait. Why are you angry? I even lost my job because of you, I..."
Xiao Hu felt his chest churning and his blood rushing to his head. He frowned and said, "What do you mean by that?!"
Qi Zhifang didn't mince words. "Could you give me twenty yuan a month for living expenses from now on? I don't need you to support me. I'm unemployed now, and besides, I can do some handicrafts..."
Xiao Hu nodded, waved his hand, and said, "I understand. I'll have someone give you twenty yuan every month from now on. If there's nothing else, you can go now. I need to rest!"
Qi Zhifang sighed, "We're all so young now, why are you still jealous? What could I possibly have to do with him? It's just that I feel bad for him, isn't it? Lao Xiao, you have to understand me! Don't you know what kind of person I am?"
Xiao Hu felt like his blood was rising to his throat, his head was about to explode, and he forced himself to swallow and said, "I'm really not feeling well right now, you should go back first! We can talk about the rest another day!"
Seeing that he looked really bad, Qi Zhifang stood up and said, "Okay, then take good care of yourself. I'll come see you when I have time!"
Xiao Hu nodded. After she left, it took him a while to calm down. This was the woman he would abandon his wife and children for! Promiscuous and wanton by nature. She's over fifty and still doing such things—how could he be so shameless!
Lying in his hospital bed with no one to care for him, he often reminisced about the old days. He had recently heard that Huaihua and Li Nianjun were doing quite well, their children were filial, their eldest daughter-in-law had given birth to a grandson, and the whole family lived together happily! But it had nothing to do with him!
Therefore, the highest level of revenge is not to keep brooding over someone and causing them trouble, but to not care at all and to have already forgotten about that dog!
Despite the constant stream of women around him and the changing of his bedmates, he was deceived into poverty. He was fed and pushed around while walking, and spent every night in bed sickness, yet he lived to be a hundred years old and died alone, with no one truly caring for him. He thought of his mother's kindness to him day and night.
The best revenge is to live beautifully yourself, so why care who the main character is? Knowing it's all a tragic drama, I'm willing to be a passerby who dies after only two minutes on screen, leaving the scumbag and the bitch to live until the end.
Xiao Hu felt that even the heavens couldn't bear to see his heart and eyes so filthy, and needed to lend him a pair of large hands to repeatedly rub and wash them clean! Otherwise, why would it hurt so much, and why would there be so many tears? And the thought of Lin Huaihua and her child made the pain even worse, and then he couldn't catch his breath and fainted from the pain!
Qi Zhifang, after returning to Xiao Dai's house with the twenty yuan Xiao Hu had promised for a month, thought about it for a while and decided to take on the handicraft work. She pondered where to start. In her heart, she thought, "Old Xiao, don't blame me. A good bird chooses a good tree to perch on, and a person always strives for a better life! I'm not looking down on you, I just want to fulfill my dream from my youth. If you're truly good to me, you'll understand."
I only found out after chatting with Aunt Liu for half a month that private business was allowed last year. Xiao Dai started his own company and felt proud. He even bought the car himself. What a capability!
The wronged Xiao Hu had to pay twenty yuan a month to support Qi Zhifang in finding men, so that the debt from back then could be repaid with interest.
(To those who doubt my ability to write novels, please open your eyes and see clearly. Do you know why I didn't write about Xiao Wei? She's not mentioned in the text, but she's everywhere. That's the highest level of a protagonist! Not someone who acts like an idiot, fighting with everyone! The best strategy is to subdue the enemy without fighting, to destroy their spirit, to annihilate their clan and their will!)
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