Rong Jing extra
"Mr. Rong, what is your relationship with the new female teacher in your school?"
Rong Jing was holding a briefcase. As soon as he entered the room, he heard a female voice with a slightly sharp questioning tone. He frowned, took off his shoes, put on slippers, and walked towards the study.
"Didn't you hear me talking to you? Stop right there."
Meng Xiangwen was sitting on the sofa. Seeing that Rong Jingli ignored her and walked towards the study, she stood up and rushed towards Rong Jingli.
"Are you feeling guilty? Tell me, are you hooking up with that shameless woman?" She grabbed Rong Jing's hand, not letting him leave. Her sharp nails dug into Rong Jing's flesh, causing him to frown.
"There's nothing going on between me and Teacher Lin. I'm already very tired after a day of classes today and I don't want to quarrel with you."
Rong Jing frowned, his words full of fatigue.
"Tired!" Meng Xiangwen sneered, "I saw you had a lot of fun chatting with that bitch surnamed Lin today. What's wrong? Are you tired when you see me?"
Meng Xiangwen looked at the man in front of her who was wearing a striped shirt. Although he was over 40 years old, he was still handsome and tall. She couldn't hide her panic. She had nothing left and couldn't go home. Now, she only had Rong Jing and her daughter. This family must not break up.
"I'm telling you, I'm not as stupid as Mo Xianghong. If you dare to do anything to let me down, I'll go to your school and ruin your reputation and that bitch's reputation."
Meng Xiangwen threatened in a timid manner. Her hair was disheveled and she was wearing a loose nightgown. She was younger than Rong Jing, but looked like Rong Jing's sister. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes could not be covered up with any amount of skin care products.
"I think you should find a job so you don't have to sit at home and think about it all the time."
Rong Jing's voice was steady. He looked at the woman who was always making up stories and was about to go crazy when she saw him standing with a woman, and spoke lightly.
Meng Xiangwen is a college student after all, and she was assigned a job before. However, she had a bad temper and made an irreparable mistake, so she was fired by her company. Now she stays at home every day and is suspicious of everything. Rong Jing is now the vice-president, and her salary is a little higher than that of an ordinary teacher, but it is still a bit tiring to maintain the household expenses of the entire family.
"I don't. I know you want to get rid of me. Who knows if you will bring back other wild women when I'm not at home." Meng Xiangwen answered without thinking. She is Rong Jing's legal wife. It is natural for Rong Jing to support her. Moreover, she has the leverage over Rong Jing. If he wants to be his vice-president safely, he should just put up with it.
"I have nothing to say to you." Rong Jing rubbed his forehead, shook off Meng Xiangwen's hand, and walked straight to the study. After entering the study, he locked the door and let Meng Xiangwen knock on the door and curse outside.
"Dad, you and Mom are arguing again."
A skinny little girl sat on a small chair in the study, biting the tip of a pen in her mouth, and asked uncomfortably.
"Dad and Mom are not arguing. Be good, Xixi. What homework did the teacher assign today? Dad will teach you." Seeing his daughter Rong Xi's nervous and frightened look, Rong Jing took a deep breath, revealed a kind and gentle smile, put down his briefcase, walked to the desk, and guided his daughter on the problem, as if the crazy woman who was cursing outside was not his wife, nor his daughter's mother.
Rong Qian lowered her eyes. She had never seen her mother happy since she was a child. Her father was so kind, but her mother was always so unreasonable. But apart from this, her mother was really good to her. Rong Qian was just a little girl and could not adjust to such a situation. She could only live in such an environment. At such a young age, she became more and more depressed.
*******
It was ten o'clock in the middle of the night, which was probably the quietest time in the Rong family. Rong Jing got up, walked to the balcony and lit a cigarette. As he grew older, it became increasingly difficult for him to fall asleep. Once he fell asleep, he would dream of that remote mountain village, that silly woman, and that chubby and well-behaved son.
Does he regret it all these years? Yes, he does, but if he had the chance to do it again, Rong Jing would still make the same choice.
He was selfish after all. He chose to be with Meng Xiangwen because of her family background. Later, after failing the college entrance examination, he chose to be with Mo Xianghong, also for Mo Xianghong's family. He knew that every village team leader had a quota for educated youth to return home, and he married Mo Xianghong for that reason. Unfortunately, Mo Dashuan was too shrewd and clever, and he blocked the quota and prevented him from returning to the city. If he hadn't used some tricks, he would probably still be staying in that small place, being his class teacher.
Rong Jing is now the vice-principal of a junior high school and has a bright future. Although he is a burden like Meng Xiangwen, at least he has a high social status, a worry-free life, and a lovely and sensible daughter.
Rong Jing curled the corners of his mouth. While thinking of his daughter, he also thought of the son he abandoned. He was smoking a cigarette and couldn't help choking. He coughed so hard that he almost coughed out his lungs, with tears and snot.
He knew he couldn't go back, and he didn't have the face to go back.
Rong Jing crushed the cigarette butt, looked at the sky which was turning pale, his eyes slightly bloodshot, turned back into the house, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then returned to the bedroom.
Meng Xiangwen was sleeping soundly, and only at this time could she be quiet.
Rong Jing looked at the woman who occupied half of the bed. She knew his past. He would never be able to get rid of this woman in this life. They would be entangled until death.
Rong Jing lay on the bed, watching the electric fan on the ceiling squeaking as it turned. Perhaps this was his retribution.
*******
Fan Xiaojuan Extra
"You damn bitch, you haven't even prepared dinner for me yet, do you want to starve me to death?"
Fan Xiaojuan curled up in bed. She had eaten leftovers yesterday and had been having a piercing stomachache. She had gone to the toilet several times and taken some medicine that she had bought at home at some point, but the pain still did not subside. She was just about to go to the health station if she couldn't bear it any longer when she felt a stinging pain in her scalp and was dragged off the bed by Wang Shanshui, grabbing her hair.
"You're pretending to be dead, get up and cook."
Wang Shanshui kicked her in the stomach, and the pain made Fan Xiaojuan curl up into a shrimp.
"stand up!"
Wang Shanshui kicked her again. Seeing that her face turned pale with pain and she was sweating all over, he knew that she was not pretending and took a few steps back.
"You dead woman, you can't even cook. I'm not going to eat. I'm going to go outside and play some cards. If there's no dinner when I come back, you'll have to wait for me."
Wang Shanshui reached under the mattress several times and indeed took out a few hundred yuan. He spat and counted the money, then walked out humming a little tune with a bit of pride.
Fan Xiaojuan watched as the money she had earned from doing odd jobs this month was taken away. She wanted to stop the person, but she didn't have the strength and could only watch him leave.
After a long while, the pain eased a little. At this time, Fan Xiaojuan looked like she had been pulled out of the water, her whole body was wet.
She stood up with difficulty, holding on to the edge of the bed. She looked at the bare house and felt a little confused. How did she become like this?
******
Because the pain did not ease, Fan Xiaojuan shamelessly borrowed a dozen yuan from her neighbor and slowly walked towards the town's health station.
A few years ago, the land of Xiaoqiu Village was expropriated by the government. Every villager was allocated a sum of money. The old houses in the village were converted into houses in the town. Every household made a fortune. Fan Xiaojuan thought that her good days were finally over, but who knew that Wang Shanshui was addicted to gambling and squandered all the money he had won. He also sold two of the three houses he had been allocated, and now only the one he lives in is left.
It’s not that Fan Xiaojuan had never thought about divorce, just like when she left Jiang Dachuan, but she is old now, and where can Wang Shanshui go after leaving her?
Her mother on her natal side died, and her brother and sister-in-law disowned her. If they divorced again, she would really have nowhere to go.
When Fan Xiaojuan entered the health station, there was someone in front of her seeing a doctor.
"Doctor, is my son okay?" A man in his early thirties was holding a child of six or seven years old, and a young and beautiful woman dressed fashionably was standing next to him. They looked like a family.
"It's okay, you just have a stomach upset. I'll prescribe some medicine for you. Remember not to let your child eat cold or spicy food." The doctor wrote quickly on the paper without even raising his head.
"Okay, thank you, doctor."
The man took the note, stood up holding his son with confidence, and prepared to make room for the patient behind him. When he turned around, Fan Xiaojuan and the man were frozen.
"Are you here to see the doctor, too?"
Jiang Aiguo asked coldly.
"Yeah, a minor illness."
Fan Xiaojuan looked at her son whom she had not seen for many years, but she recognized him at the first sight. She looked at the dying child in Jiang Aiguo's arms. That was her grandson.
Fan Xiaojuan looked at it greedily several times.
Over the years, she has never had the nerve to see them. Even though she knew that the two sons were rich now, she was too embarrassed to ask them for money. Fan Xiaojuan still shudders when she thinks back to those days. They were her own flesh and blood. How could she, at the instigation of her sister-in-law, abandon her two sons?
Fan Xiaojuan covered her face, not wanting her son to see the injuries on her face and her current miserable appearance.
"Um."
Jiang Aiguo didn't say anything, nor did he explain to his wife's curious eyes. He turned around and took the child outside to get the medicine.
Fan Xiaojuan didn't know how she finished the medical examination. She came out of the hospital in a daze and found that Jiang Aiguo had been standing outside, but his wife and grandson were missing.
"He has been mean to you over the years."
Jiang Aiguo looked at the down-and-out woman in front of him. He hated her so much for abandoning him and his two brothers. He was able to achieve such success now just because he wanted her to see how successful her son, who was abandoned by her, is now.
He originally thought that he should be happy that this woman had rotted in the dirt, but when he really saw her current state with his own eyes, Jiang Aiguo was not as happy as he had imagined.
She is his mother, and there is no way to change that. It was this woman who raised him since he was born.
"Here's some money, take it."
Jiang Aiguo took out a thick stack of money, about five thousand yuan, which he had just withdrawn from the bank while Fan Xiaojuan was seeing the doctor.
Fan Xiaojuan was a little surprised, not because of the money, but because she was thinking, could it be that her son had forgiven her? This gave her hope instantly.
"This money is to repay you for giving birth to me and my brother. From now on, we will never see each other again. My mother, who loved the party, died when she abandoned my brother and me that year."
Jiang Aiguo's voice was hoarse. He was a servile man, but he still had some feelings for the woman in front of him. However, compared to this feeling, he loved the biological father who was theirs in his heart and eyes more.
This is good too, it’s a complete end and I don’t have to worry about it anymore.
Jiang Aiguo stuffed the money into the stunned Fan Xiaojuan's arms. Today was his last time to come here. Starting tomorrow, he would take his father to another place. He bought a house there, which was very big and spacious. His brother's house was next door to his. Their father was old and they were worried about him living alone.
Fan Xiaojuan didn't know how she got home. As soon as she entered the house, she closed the door and collapsed to the ground.
"Okay, Fan Xiaojuan, your son has made great progress and given you so much money. Hahahaha, I just happened to be unlucky recently, so I'll use this money to make a comeback."
Before Fan Xiaojuan could come to her senses, a man rushed out of the room, snatched the five thousand yuan from her arms, and ran away.
"Wang Shanshui, stop right there—"
Fan Xiaojuan's voice was shrill and high-pitched. She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she chased after Wang Shanshui and grabbed his hand. But how could a weak woman beat a grown man?
Fan Xiaojuan was punched several times with such force that she lay on the ground unable to get up. Wang Shanshui spat at her, and she could only watch Wang Shanshui walk away.
Fan Xiaojuan lay on the ground, her eyes blank and a little depressed.
This is really retribution——
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