Chapter 337 Retribution in This Life 3
On the afternoon of the first day of the new year, Li Yiming and his family returned to the alley and heard Wang Yong talk about what happened on the 30th of the Wu family.
Wang Yong is still very angry when talking about this.
"You said if a fire started, our alley would be ruined. You're all gone and I'm the only one at home, and you guys won't let it burn down! They're so spoiled, what kind of family is this! They think they're the eldest daughter of a capitalist family! They're so indifferent to worldly matters that they can even burn down the kitchen while cooking! If it really burns down, she'll have to go in!"
Wang Yong became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder and louder, just to let his neighbors hear him.
"Wu Shanshan and Wu Jun did everything before, but now look what happened! It's really retribution! If you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather, and now you are getting the retribution!" Someone stuck his head out from the other side of the wall and answered.
"Let's go find the factory and ask if they can move out! This is really unlucky! I don't want to live with people like this during Chinese New Year!"
"That's right! If it had caught fire yesterday, we wouldn't have been able to escape!"
“That’s right…”
Wu Jianguo, who was squatting in the yard smoking, didn't care anymore and just let them say whatever they wanted.
Wang Yong added, "You're still here to borrow things on the first day of the 30th month. You've squandered all your luck, and yet you still want to borrow the luck of us neighbors? I don't know what you're thinking!"
"Borrow something" Li Yiming frowned.
"Yes! Borrow rice. Do you think this is reasonable? It's New Year's Day! I think he did it on purpose. If I'm unlucky this year, I will definitely not let him go." Wang Yong gritted his teeth.
Li Yiming took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Wang Yong.
"Uncle Wang, don't be angry. It's New Year's Day, right? I don't think Xiao Min did it on purpose. Please go back to the house! It's cold outside. Happy New Year!"
Wang Yong saw that it was a good cigarette and quickly took it: "Yiming is still very generous. Happy New Year!"
After saying that, he went back to the house.
Li Yiming threw a pack of cigarettes to each of the two people on the wall: "We are all from the same factory and neighbors, so please be patient with each other."
Everyone took the cigarette, thanked him politely, and said nothing more.
Li Yiming had heard about the Wu family's affairs from his grandfather and mother two days ago. They also heard a few words when the Zhang family came to make trouble.
They only knew that it was because of money. They thought that Zhang A'mei was taking care of her mother's family and lent the money Wu Jianguo had saved to her brother. Wu Jianguo didn't want to borrow it and asked for it back, so the Zhang family came and scolded him.
I just realized today that all my money might have been wasted, and now I don’t even have money to eat.
Li Yiming returned to his own store. It was not the main business for making money now, but it was just to give Grandpa and Aunt Li something to do and an income, and also to make things convenient for the neighbors nearby.
He packed some things in a net bag and was about to go to Wu's house when Aunt Li stopped him.
Aunt Li cooked three bowls of noodles and asked Li Yiming to bring them over.
Li Yiming gave the net bag to Yang Qiuyan to carry, and he took the tea tray and three bowls of noodles to go to Wu's house.
"Uncle Wu, I'm here to wish you a happy new year."
Wu Jianguo raised his head, his eyes were red, and there were two marks on his dark face washed by tears.
Yang Qiuyan was frightened when she saw him like that and shrank behind Li Yiming.
Li Yiming called out, "Xiao Min, come here."
Zhang Min poked her head out of the house and hurriedly took the tea tray from Li Yiming's hand.
Li Yiming took the net bag from Yang Qiuyan's hand, raised his chin slightly, and signaled her to go back first.
He carried the net bag into the house.
"Mom, Brother Yiming brought us food." Zhang Min patted Zhang A'mei on the bed.
Zhang A-mei sat up from the bed and said thank you: "Thank you! Yiming."
"It's okay, Aunt Zhang. I'll go back first. You guys take your time eating." Li Yiming glanced at the room and saw it was a mess.
Zhang Min went to call Wu Jianguo to come in for dinner, but Wu Jianguo squatted there without responding. Zhang Min was about to take a bowl over, but Li Yiming took the bowl and chopsticks from her:
"I'll serve it to uncle, you eat it quickly!"
Li Yiming walked to the wall and handed over the bowl: "Uncle, you still have to eat."
Wu Jianguo looked up at Li Yiming, took the bowl, and choked up, "Yiming... thank you... uncle, thank you..."
"It's okay." Li Yiming sighed lightly and left the Wu family.
Wang Yong came closer and whispered, "Why are you helping them? You won't get anything in return."
"Uncle Wang, don't say that. Uncle Wu is pretty good to me. My grandfather twisted his waist while moving things, and Uncle Lin and I were away on business. He helped with all the heavy work at home during those few days. He's definitely worth this little bit of money.
Besides, Uncle Wang, if you don't want to pay attention to them, then don't bother with them, but don't talk to them anymore. The more honest people are, the more likely they are to get into trouble when they are pushed too far. You've seen it in the news, right?"
Li Yiming reminded that there was a news report recently about an honest man who was driven crazy by his family and started slashing people with a knife.
Wang Yong shrank his head and said, "What does their family's business have to do with me? It's none of my business, it's none of my business."
After Wu Jianguo finished his noodles, he walked into the house and saw that everything Li Yiming brought was food.
Four rolls of noodles, one roll of dried vermicelli, and a few fresh sweet potatoes.
It can save their family from emergency.
After eating a bowl of noodles, Wu Jianguo finally felt alive and began to clean up the messy house.
Relying on the things given by Li Yiming, Wu Jianguo managed to survive until the third day of the Lunar New Year when work started at the factory.
He first went to the workshop director to explain his family situation and wanted to advance some of his salary.
The director said in embarrassment: "Old Wu, I can't get an advance now!"
After being poured with a basin of cold water, Wu Jianguo was stunned again.
"I'm not trying to make things difficult for you! Starting from January 1 this year, the factory will no longer advance wages, no matter how much it is, not even one day in advance. This has been announced, don't you know?" asked the director.
Wu Jianguo shook his head. He had never taken an advance, so he had never paid attention to this matter. Now that he thought about it, it seemed like he heard someone mention it during a casual chat.
"Director, this is a special case for me..." Wu Jianguo said in embarrassment.
"You don't know, the factory bought new machines and spent a lot of money, but they haven't been used yet, so there is no profit. The factory is not rich." The director came close to Wu Jianguo and said in a low voice.
The cotton mill also learned from the experience of other mills and bought a batch of new machines, hoping to improve efficiency by improving production efficiency, product quality, and product upgrades.
Wu Jianguo felt like the sky was falling.
"Or, you can go find the union and ask them to help coordinate. We certainly can't ignore your family problems. Let them come up with a plan, and I'll cooperate." The director suggested.
Wu Jianguo didn't want to go to the union because Song Ying worked there. Although she was still on vacation and not at work, she would definitely know.
He felt he didn't have the face to do that.
Finally, Wu Jianguo borrowed some money from a few familiar workshop workers to get by.
Fortunately, he was a good person in his daily life, and everyone knew that he had skills, so they felt comfortable lending him money.
Song Ying and her family returned from Fujian early in the morning. They were startled when they ran into Wu Jianguo at the entrance of the alley.
He usually looks quite energetic, but now he looks not only listless but also sloppy.
In the afternoon, Song Ying called Huang Ling and her family of four to come for dinner. Everyone sat in Yiming's room chatting and drinking tea, and only then did they hear Yiming talking about the Wu family.
Song Ying looked around. The three children were playing in Dongzhe's room. Only the two of them, Huang Ling and her husband, and Yiming and his wife were in this room. So she whispered,
"This is called retribution in this life, right? The kind that comes out in a special way."
Huang Ling smiled and said, "They thought they were driving away the children they didn't want to raise, but they didn't realize they were actually driving away the pillar of the family."
Everyone in the room nodded heavily at the same time.
Everyone knows how important Wu Shanshan is in this family, except Wu Jianguo and Zhang Amei.
"Just wait and see, it will only get worse," Huang Ling added.
Everyone knows and agrees that Huang Ling's mouth has always been blessed.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
