Chapter 505: Eating Watermelons at the Front Line
People inside and outside the alley walls gradually heard it clearly.
Wang Yong put on his clothes and came out to see what was happening, then he let out a loud cry.
The alley was filled with paper money. A total of seven people from the Wu family came, all dressed in mourning, crying and cursing.
Wang Yong returned home and cursed angrily, "What bad luck! What bad luck! If I don't get rid of this Zhang A-mei, I won't be named Wang!"
His wife also chimed in:
"That's right. She can only rest in peace in this alley if she dies! Think of a way to get her out. She's not from our factory, and Zhang Min isn't Wu Jianguo's biological daughter. Wu Shanshan and Wu Jun's household registrations were transferred long ago. Does the factory have to take back the house? There are so many people waiting in line!"
A word can wake a person up from his dream.
"But would anyone be willing to live in a house where someone has been hanged?" Wang Yong asked.
"Oh, which old house hasn't had someone die there? If we didn't have a house, would you live in this yard now?" asked Wang Yong's wife.
Wang Yong nodded: "That's right, that's right."
It was now daybreak and everyone should have gotten up. They came out to watch the fun without even washing their faces. The walls were full of heads and there was a crowd of people standing at the corner of the alley.
Seeing that most people had arrived, Wu Jianmao started knocking on the door:
"Sister Zhang, open the door! You can't hide here! Come out and explain clearly! Did you force that person to death?"
Mother Wu walked to the middle of the alley and cried:
"My youngest son is filial and honest, but he's been pushed to the limit and is now thinking of committing suicide! This woman drove away my grandchildren and wants to take over this family and all his money. She only cares about money. Every day, Jianguo has to make furniture after work to earn money for her and her daughter's lavish spending!"
A while ago, I was sick. My eldest son didn't want to trouble them, but since we were broke, I told them to just throw me into the mountains and stop spending money. Jianguo started to argue with Zhang A'mei, and they had to use the money to treat me so I could stand here...
Son! If you knew that I used your money and was forced to death by that evil woman, I would rather die than die immediately! Why didn’t I die of illness immediately? I am a burden to you, my son...”
Wu's mother cried so sincerely that the people watching on the wall sighed.
Father Wu then cried:
"My son passed away early in the morning on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. The factory notified us yesterday. Do you think she had something to hide? Why didn't she even notify us, the Wu family? If the factory hadn't notified us, I'm afraid she would have buried him quietly without us knowing!"
Someone on the wall advised:
"Don't be too sad!"
Someone else said, "Yeah, didn't they make a scene last year, shouting about fighting and killing? But now they're unwilling to pay for my mother's medical treatment. How can there be such a daughter-in-law? Her daughter was always wearing gold and silver and could spend money at home, but now that my mother is sick, she can't use it. She's really cruel!"
"That's right! He went to Guangdong to work and every now and then he asked Old Wu to send him money. What kind of child is like this?"
"No, I think Zhang A-mei and Zhang Min colluded to squeeze out all of Old Wu's money. They're afraid he'll secretly leave it to Shanshan and Xiaojun."
“That’s right…”
When she heard someone respond, Wu's mother cried even harder.
There are three children in the Wu family. Except Wu Shunda, the other two are younger than Wu Shanshan. They have no feelings for their second uncle and just stand there to make up the numbers. Every once in a while, they will be pinched by their mother, kicked by their father, or shoved by their brother, and they will howl.
Zhang A'mei had already heard what was happening outside in the house, so she didn't dare to open the door. Wu Jianmao pushed the door hard but couldn't open it. He winked at his son, and the two of them rushed towards the courtyard gate. After a loud bang, the courtyard gate was pushed open.
The Wu family rushed into the yard, and the onlookers followed them.
Zhang A'mei heard the noise, jumped out of bed, and held the door tightly. Wu Jianmao and Wu Shunda pushed the door open, and Wu Shunda's younger brother rushed out of the yard, found a brick and went back to smash the window glass.
The crisp sounds startled the onlookers.
From the room came Zhang A-mei's cries like a pig being slaughtered.
Song Ying couldn't help herself, so she put on her clothes and came to watch the fun while nibbling on the steamed bun that Lin Wufeng had just heated up for her.
Someone asked her:
"Deputy Director Song, you're just watching the fun and not doing anything! You're a member of the union! If anything goes wrong, you'll be held responsible!"
Song Ying saw that she was a woman who was usually quite annoying, so she swallowed the steamed bun and said:
"Old Yang, how come I didn't know when you became the factory director?"
Old Yang looked puzzled and laughed: "What are you talking about? Can I be the factory director?"
"If you're not the factory director, how can you change the job responsibilities in our factory? I'm from the labor union, not the security department," Song Ying sneered. "You're so capable and enthusiastic, go ahead! If I break your head, it'll be my turn. I promise to do it right away."
"What the hell is this to me?" Old Yang twitched his lips and retracted his head.
"Yeah! What's it got to do with you? You're talking so much so early in the morning! Aren't you afraid of choking to death?" Song Ying threw another sentence at him.
"Come on, come on, porridge. It's not hot anymore. Drink it." Lin Wufeng appeared at the right time and handed the enamel pot to Song Ying. This pot had a handle and was suitable for watching the fun.
The couple and Li Yiming stood at the gate of the courtyard, eating porridge and steamed buns, their eyes looking at the Wu family.
Huang Ling rushed here early in the morning.
Lin Wufeng looked at the entrance of the alley and laughed, "Look at what I said, you can't make it to noon."
Song Ying turned around and saw Huang Ling coming, and hurriedly greeted her: "Have you eaten?"
"No!" Huang Ling replied.
Li Yiming obediently went back to the kitchen and brought out porridge and steamed buns.
Song Ying explained the situation in a low voice: "Shanshan and Xiaojun didn't show up, but the rest of the Wu family members are here. It started at 6:48."
"Oh, it's good that they didn't come. I was so anxious." Huang Ling could now eat breakfast and eat melons in peace.
The people on the wall were talking at first, but when they saw Huang Ling enter the alley, they immediately shut up. Old Yang, who had just walked down the wall, went straight down.
Someone at the Wu family's door said, "A fight has broken out!"
When they came back on the fourth day of the New Year, they lost their keys and the door was kicked in. No one had repaired it in the past two days. At night, Zhang A-mei used a cabinet to prop it up. Now she was propping up the cabinet, and the cabinet was propping up the door, so it was not so easy to push it open.
Wu Jianmao and Wu Shunda finally pushed open a crack and squeezed in, and the entire Wu family rushed into the house.
But the onlookers did not enter the yard, but just looked out the door.
At first they didn't beat Zhang A-mei. As long as she paid compensation, she started biting and kicking people like crazy, and then the Wu family took action.
When the security department arrived, Wu Jianmao and Wu Shunda had teeth marks on their hands, Wu's mother's hair was disheveled, and Zhang A-mei had no injuries on her face. She was hit all over, so no one cared about her.
People from the factory and the neighborhood committee also arrived one after another.
The logistics department staff looked at Song Ying and said, "Deputy Director Song, you're not doing anything about it! There's even blood."
Huang Ling and Song Ying said in perfect sync: "Then go!"
The people from the logistics department just made a "tsk" sound and stopped talking.
It was useless even if the security department came. It seemed that the Wu family wanted to fight a protracted war and stayed in the house and refused to leave.
"This is my brother's house. I won't leave. I have to guard the house for my nephews and nieces. How can I let the Zhang family own the house? Don't even think about it!" Wu Jianmao said first.
"That's right. I can't live in my son's house yet. Can you try to find me another one?" Mother Wu leaned on the people from the neighborhood committee.
"My uncle has lost his life. Can't we ask for an explanation? Logically, my uncle works in your factory, but she doesn't. Why are you still standing on her side? Who knows if she killed the person!" Wu Shunda also said.
The security department saw that they were indeed Wu Jianguo's relatives and there was no reason for you to chase them away. They could only say:
"Then stop crying, stop making a fuss, just stay here quietly. If you start fighting again, we'll take you all away."
But Zhang A'mei was afraid of being beaten, so she ran away when the security department went out and simply gave her home to the Wu family.
What did the Wu family need an empty house for? After sitting there for a long time and feeling bored, they left. However, they did not go home. Instead, they went to the factory office.
Zhou Huailan watched the show on the front line, then hid in the office and secretly called Huang Ling and Song Ying in the alley.
Wu Jianmao's second son, Wu Shunquan, said he had a stomachache at the factory gate and then ran away.
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