"Good heavens! Who is this heartless, rotten bastard?! May he be struck by lightning for stealing my things!"
"You wretched, despicable wretch, you stole all our family's food! You filthy, rotten thing, not a single grain of rice was left. Are you a rat reincarnated? You left no way out!"
"That was my last meal for you, you ate it and then you're reincarnated?! In your next life you'll be a rat, squatting there eating my leftovers every day! And your son will be born without an anus!"
"You heartless thief! You better not let me catch you! Otherwise, I'll have you paraded through the streets with a placard hanging over your head! Let everyone see your despicable and shameless face!"
As soon as Zhu Zhenguo got home, he saw his gentle wife in the kitchen cursing and swearing without any regard for her image, pounding her chest and stamping her feet, her expression one of grief and indignation.
"What's wrong?" he asked cautiously, wondering what he had done to offend her.
Huang Ya turned her head and saw that it was him who had returned. Tears welled up in her eyes and she could no longer hold them back: "The house was burgled. Everything in the kitchen was stolen."
After saying that, she turned to look at the empty kitchen, feeling even more heartbroken. All that rice and noodles, all that meat and oil she'd gone through so much trouble to get—it'd all gone to someone else. Waaah…
Zhu Zhenguo, seeing that it was just some food from the kitchen, didn't seem to care much and quickly stepped forward to comfort him: "It's alright, it's just some food, I'll figure something out."
Huang Ya knew that the amount of grain wouldn't be a major blow to her family, but she still felt bad about it: "I just bought it from the grain station a few days ago, and I carried it back home with great difficulty, trip after trip."
"Then I'll carry it this time, you wait at home." Zhu Zhenguo knew that it wouldn't be easy to carry so much grain back, so this time he would find someone to carry it back.
"Then we won't have anything to eat tonight," Huang Ya said, still worried.
"Then let's go out to eat, that's so simple." Zhu Zhenguo hadn't seen such a wide range of expressions on his wife's face in a long time, and it was quite a novelty. "Go upstairs and get the money. Today I'll take you to a state-run restaurant, just the two of us."
Seeing that he didn't take these things to heart, Huang Ya felt a little relieved. Indeed, these things were a small matter for their family. It was just that she had been afraid of hunger a few years ago, so she liked to stock up on a lot of food at home. It wasn't like they relied solely on that to survive.
She walked lightly upstairs, opened a drawer, and thought, "Hmm? This drawer seems a little different? Was it always this empty? I remember it being quite messy."
Where's the money? Where are the tickets? Did I put them in another drawer?
She opened another drawer, but it was still empty.
She opened another drawer—her jewelry box! Gone!
She then searched through the two front drawers. The money and tickets were minor matters; the key was the account book. She didn't seem to have seen it earlier; had it been misplaced somewhere else?
No, no, there's nothing there!
"Ah!!! Old Zhu, come up here quickly! The things are gone, all gone!" Huang Ya could barely speak, her voice trembling with tears. It's all over, the family is doomed!
Zhu Zhenguo only heard "gone" and assumed she hadn't found the money. He slowly went upstairs and said, "Don't worry, take your time looking. We put it in the drawer."
Huang Ya couldn't hear anything and just kept rummaging around the bedroom.
There's no wardrobe!
There's no bedside table!
Still nothing under the bed!
"It's nowhere to be found. Where did I put it after I finished recording the accounts last time?" Huang Ya held her head in her hands, scratching her head hard, trying hard to remember if she had put the account book somewhere else.
When Zhu Zhenguo went upstairs, he saw the room in complete disarray. His brows furrowed. "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you to come up and get the money?"
When Huang Ya saw Zhu Zhenguo, it was as if she had seen her pillar of support: "Gone, all gone."
"What's gone? Get up and tell me properly." Zhu Zhenguo stepped forward to help her up.
"Everything's gone! The money and tickets are gone! The jewelry is gone! The account books are gone too!" Huang Ya stared intently at Zhu Zhenguo, trying to see hope in his eyes.
Zhu Zhenguo didn't hear the beginning clearly, but he remembered the words "ledger". He immediately crawled on his knees to search through the drawers. He searched all the drawers, but still couldn't find it.
He also knelt on the ground, his eyes somewhat vacant, his body trembling slightly.
If this ledger falls into the hands of a thief, that would be fine, but if it falls into the hands of the rival... he didn't dare to think about the consequences.
In recent years, he has done countless things to consolidate his position and make more money.
Didn't he know those things were wrong? Of course he did.
At first, he was scared, but everyone else was doing it and their lives were getting better and better, so he didn't want to keep going.
In this cannibalistic age, the kinder your heart, the more you will be bullied. If he doesn't want to be the one being bullied, then he can only bully others.
The first person to make a move was a capitalist.
The family of three lives in such a large three-story villa, always in a car, and has servants. Even a single piece of clothing worn by the servants is something an ordinary person could only afford if they didn't eat or drink for a month.
At that time, he was just a small factory worker. He watched the car pass by him, splashing mud all over him as it went over a puddle. The driver got out, apologized to him, and gave him twenty yuan.
He was initially happy, since he could just wash his dirty clothes when he got home, which was equivalent to getting twenty yuan for free, two yuan more than his monthly salary.
But as he watched the car slowly drive away, with a little girl in a dress sitting in the back seat, nestled in her parents' arms and playing happily, he felt a strange urge to break this beautiful scene.
Later, he did it.
The family went to a farm, and they were supposed to be sent to a more remote place, but they donated most of their wealth during the War of Resistance against Japan, and it is said that they donated most of their wealth again after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and someone saved them.
"Damn it, they've donated so much, yet they're still living better than everyone else. I wonder how much of the people's wealth they've plundered." He said this as he looked at the things that had been confiscated from his home.
"No wonder that kid's family has been living so well these past few years, so that's how he plundered it!" Upon receiving the account books secretly sent by Zhan Chunlan, Cai Yuanwu, the deputy director of the Revolutionary Committee, was quite moved. He knew that Zhu Zhenguo was ruthless, but he didn't know that for his own selfish desires, he didn't care about the lives of others. No matter how much a person had contributed before, as long as they had money, anyone who offended him would not have a good time.
When Zhan Chunlan presented the account books, she had also conducted a thorough investigation. Cai Yuanwu was a former soldier and was one of the few upright people in the Revolutionary Committee. She didn't want to suppress one rat only to have another cockroach emerge. He was the most suitable candidate at the moment.
Cai Yuanwu lived up to Zhan Chunlan's expectations. Within two days, Zhu Zhenguo and Huang Ya went to the Northwest to plant trees. How wonderful! They made their own contribution to the green motherland.
Now, only one "hero" remains in the Zhu family.
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