Chapter 515 You have a grudge against us, right?
The fifteenth day is the Lantern Festival.
Zhang A'mei, who was at her wit's end, packed up and prepared to go to her parents' home.
As soon as I went out, I saw Jiang Manye holding a bone-cutting knife in her hand.
Jiang Manye comes here every day.
The time is about the same, pork is almost sold out at the morning market, and it is before the afternoon rush hour for grocery shopping after work.
He was still wearing a dirty vinyl apron and rain boots, but he had an extra "weapon" in his hand, and it was different every day, sometimes a meat knife, sometimes a bone knife, and sometimes a small axe.
She didn't talk to Zhang A'mei either. She squatted on a small pile of bricks in the alley, sharpening the knife with her hand.
Zhang A-mei was terrified. She could feel that this woman could really kill her.
She slipped past Jiang Man'e, who held up three fingers to her, indicating that there were still three days left.
Zhang A-mei escaped from the alley.
"Shenjin disease!" She cursed after walking several steps out of the alley, "Did her husband save her life?"
This was heard by a man passing by. The man slowed down and looked at her sideways.
Zhang A'mei noticed his gaze and also looked at the man.
The man was not tall, about 1.7 meters, thin and weak. He wore a dark blue Zhongshan collared jacket, black pants, and black leather shoes. He was very clean and tidy. He wore a pair of black-framed glasses on his fair face, and looked like an intellectual.
"What's so good about it!" Zhang A'mei rolled her eyes at him.
The man smiled, shook his head slightly, and then walked away quickly.
Zhang A-mei looked back and saw the man stopped in front of Li’s convenience store.
"Hello, uncle, may I ask..." Fan Shilei was just about to ask Grandpa Li when he saw Jiang Manye walking out of the alley.
"Stone!" Jiang Manye shouted.
"Xiao E," Fan Shilei grinned, then nodded to Grandpa Li, "Uncle, I'll look for her, thank you."
"Oh, you are Engineer Fan, right? Oh, I've heard Comrade Xiao Jiang talk about him for a few days, and today I finally meet him in person." Grandpa Li said with a smile.
Grandpa Li couldn't help but look at Fan Shilei. He looked gentle and refined, with a scholarly demeanor.
"Ah, it's me. I'm sorry for disturbing our Xiao'e these days..." Fan Shilei said politely.
"No, no, I like Xiao Jiang's personality very much. We will be neighbors from now on, so you don't have to be polite." Grandpa Li leaned forward and watched Jiang Manye walk with the wind and rush towards her lover.
"Shi Tou, why are you here?" Jiang Manye asked.
"I had nothing to do in the afternoon, so I took half a day off and planned to spend the holiday with you. I went to the stall to look for you just now, but you were not there, so I knew you came here." Fan Shilei explained slowly.
"Oh, let's go home." Jiang Manye was very happy.
"I see there's still some meat on the stall that hasn't been sold out!" Fan Shilei's voice was quite gentle.
"Sell it tomorrow." Jiang Manye said immediately.
"It's still early anyway, I'll stay with you and sell for a while. After I'm done selling, I'll take you shopping and then we can go home." Fan Shilei came up with an idea.
"Well, fine, you sit on the recliner and read a book while I sell you meat."
"OK."
Grandpa Li listened to the conversation between the two and hid his head behind the counter with a smile until Fan Shilei said goodbye to him:
"Uncle, we're leaving first. Goodbye."
"Okay, walk slowly!"
Grandpa Li looked out and saw Fan Shilei took the bone-chopping knife from Jiang Manye's hand. Jiang Manye took it back, and Fan Shilei took it again. Then he said something, and Jiang Manye didn't take it again, letting him hold the bone-chopping knife with one hand holding the briefcase and the other hand.
Grandpa Li exclaimed: "That's great!"
Zhang A'mei's originally good mood was frightened to the bottom by Jiang Manye who was holding a bone-cleaver. She returned to her parents' home full of resentment and cursing all the way.
Because Zhang's mother lives with her younger brother Zhang Xiaoqin, everyone usually gathers here during the New Year and other holidays. The eldest and second sons of the Zhang family always come with their families.
Zhang A'mei secretly listened at the door and it seemed that someone in the room was discussing something very heatedly.
There was no time to put it off any longer today, so she walked over and knocked on the door.
"Who's there?" Zhang Xiaoqin's wife, who was closest to the door, came to open it. When she saw Zhang A'mei, her eyes widened. She turned her head and said to the people in the room, "She's here!"
Everyone looked at Zhang A-mei.
Zhang A'mei saw that all the relatives in the room had anger in their eyes and looked at her as if she were an enemy.
She was a little puzzled, but because she was asking for help, she said humbly:
"Third brother's wife, let me in. I need to discuss something with my mother, eldest brother, and second brother."
"Come on! You've come just in time!" The third son's wife said sarcastically, and stepped aside to let the person in.
When Zhang A-mei entered the room and was about to start crying, the second brother rushed towards her, looking like he was going to hit her, but was hugged by the eldest brother.
"What are you doing?" Zhang A'mei took several steps back in fear.
"Why should I, Zhang A'mei? I want to ask you what you want to do! How have I wronged you that you treat me like this! You are unhappy yourself, so you can't bear to see us happy, right? How can you be so cruel? I am your brother!"
Zhang Lao Er pointed at Zhang A Mei and cursed:
"Your husband is dead, and you want me to divorce you, right? Well, now your second sister-in-law has returned to her parents' home. Look at me, you are happy now, right?"
Zhang Laoer pointed to his face.
Zhang Amei looked and saw that Zhang Laoer's wife was not in the room, and Zhang Laoer had marks on his face from being beaten. She became even more confused and asked:
"How can you blame me for the quarrel between you and your second sister-in-law? My husband died. You drove me away last time, but I didn't come back. Can you please stop being so superstitious?"
Zhang Lao Er said to Zhang Lao Da, "Brother, look, she still doesn't admit it! She actually still doesn't admit it! Brother, you have a good temper. You are not much better than me!"
Boss Zhang frowned and sighed softly: "It's not so bad over there. I can settle it with money. You should think about how to go to your wife's house to apologize!"
"No, what am I admitting? Just tell me what happened!" Zhang A'mei stepped forward.
There was a strange atmosphere in the room, she had noticed it just now.
Boss Zhang signaled everyone to calm down, and then he told them what had happened.
First of all, it was him. He was a purchasing agent in the factory. Someone reported that he accepted bribes, purchased inferior goods and passed them off as good ones. He also took advantage of his work convenience to engage in speculation and profiteering. There were also some photos and bills as evidence.
Fortunately, the person who received the report was of the same kind as him, so he suppressed the report. However, he also gave the other party a considerable amount of money to settle the matter.
Zhang Laoer is a playboy who often flirts with other women, but he manages his time very well and is not discovered by his wife.
After the Chinese New Year, he just returned to work. Somehow, someone reported the incident to Zhang Laoer's workplace, with photos as evidence. Zhang Laoer's wife, who worked in the same workplace as him, wanted to divorce him after finding out, and the company was considering firing him.
"It's not me!" Zhang A'mei was stunned and immediately denied it. "I didn't do it. Don't put all the blame on me. My husband died just a few days ago. I'm too busy with his funeral to report you!"
I can’t even protect myself, and I still want to ask for your help, how can I possibly report you?”
Zhang Xiaoqin didn't speak for a long time, then he took over:
"Well, if something were to happen now, we definitely wouldn't admit it. If it weren't for something, we'd probably be slapping our legs and laughing at home right now."
Zhang Lao Da and Zhang Lao Er nodded and looked at Zhang A Mei angrily at the same time.
The reason why Zhang Xiaoqin was fine was that he didn't have a formal job at all.
There was an argument at home when someone outside shouted:
"Zhang Xiaoqin! Zhang Xiaoqin! Come out quickly!"
As soon as Zhang Xiaoqin heard it, he knew it was his small business partner Xue Zhuang, so he got up and opened the door.
"Zhang Xiaoqin! It's all your fault. We're finished! We're finished!" Xue Zhuang came up and grabbed Zhang Xiaoqin by the collar. "We're finished! I knew you were no good. I shouldn't have worked with you!"
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