Widow Huang turned around and ran away. She would not go there even if she was an illegal resident.
Old Lady Xia didn't catch her this time. Looking at the empty space ahead, she felt a little embarrassed. "My sister..."
The manager nodded in understanding. "It's okay. We've met many people who just want government subsidies and don't want to rely on their own hands. Now that we know her name, we'll go find her tomorrow. Don't worry, we'll definitely persuade her."
Old Lady Xia: "Thank you for your hard work."
Manager: "Serving the people, how can it be hard?"
Old Mrs. Xia dragged the stunned Old Chen on the way home.
"What is that place?" Old Chen recalled the scene he had just seen. Although it was a dilapidated compound, everyone inside was working hard. Except for a few people who were suspected of having mental problems, everyone was in high spirits and their enthusiasm for work was no less than that of their workshop.
Old Chen even wanted to go in and work with them.
All of them seemed to be living a fulfilling life.
Mrs. Xia: "It's a good place. The neighborhood committee has built a small collective workshop, and they take in work from outside, allowing those from families in financial difficulty to become self-sufficient."
Old Chen nodded. "It's a great place indeed. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Widow Huang should have been there long ago. The more alone a person is, the more lazy they become."
Mrs. Xia: "No, actually, it's quite comfortable to stay at home every day, doing nothing and having money to spend. Otherwise, why do people prefer to be rich wives instead of poor wives?"
Old Chen was dissatisfied. "How come your thinking is not progressive at all? What kind of ideas are you thinking? If anyone hears you, they will definitely arrest you and educate you. If everyone is like you, how can our country progress?"
Old Lady Xia glared at him sideways, "I think you're the one holding our country back, right?"
Old Chen retorted, "How is that possible? I'm a certified advanced worker at the factory, and a good man at home, recognized by everyone in the compound. How could I be holding the country back?"
Old Lady Xia didn't want to argue with him about how his reputation as a good man was earned by oppressing her. She simply said, "Your act of supporting Widow Huang is holding the country back. There are so many people in need in our compound and the compound next door, why do you only support Widow Huang, a woman with hands and feet and who can read?"
This question stunned Old Chen. Yes, why did he only support Widow Huang? There were obviously many people who were worse off than her, and Widow Huang's living standard was obviously better than his.
Old Lady Xia laughed sarcastically, "I think you're just attracted by beauty. Just because a yellow widow cried a few words, your heart softened. Forget about paying attention to other people in need. Even if I fainted in front of you, you wouldn't notice, right?"
Old Chen: "Nonsense, I'm not that kind of person. We've been together for so many years, don't you know me? I don't have that kind of intention at all."
Old Lady Xia: "Tsk, yes, I know your thoughts best. You like to push me out as the first one to take action, and then you play the good guy behind the scenes."
Old Chen: "Why are you speaking so harshly today?"
Old Lady Xia: "Because I was right, that's why I spoke so harshly. Because you did something so ugly and didn't want to admit it, you didn't want me to speak about it. As soon as I said it, you said I was speaking harshly."
As expected, he was slapped again. Old Chen was not angry at all. He was used to it.
Old Mrs. Xia walked into the compound, greeted the neighbors inside, and went home on her own.
Old Chen began to doubt his life while he was away. He was shocked by what Old Lady Xia said. She was absolutely right. He seemed to be the kind of irresponsible and useless man who would push women away.
Old Chen felt very uncomfortable. He had always considered himself a good man. He gave half of his salary to his wife, never beat her, and never said anything bad about her in front of outsiders. He was also dedicated to his work, which was the first of its kind in their entire compound. He also thought that he was a responsible man who loved his wife.
But when the facts were laid out and the fantasy was shattered, he discovered that in Old Lady Xia's eyes, he was not only bad, but also rotten and smelly.
He was in a trance for a moment and stood at the gate of the compound, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
It wasn't until the Ma family, who lived closest to the compound gate, started beating their wives on a daily basis that Old Chen finally came to his senses.
He is a good man.
He never beats his wife.
So, he is a good man!
Old Chen walked past Old Ma's house with a proud and proud look on his face, feeling particularly superior. Listening to the noise inside, he walked into his own home.
Everyone was used to the daily beatings of the Ma family. At first, they tried to persuade them, but the more they tried, the harder Ma and his son, Xiao Ma, beat their wives. Sometimes, the next day after they persuaded them, Ma's wife would blame them for meddling in other people's affairs. Gradually, they stopped trying to persuade them.
Old Chen walked into the house and snorted.
This damn woman has no idea how happy her life is. If she were to marry into the Ma family, she would know what is good and what is bad.
While cooking, Old Mrs. Xia scolded her eldest son and his wife for being clueless. The couple quickly wiped the table and put the chairs in place, then went to the kitchen to help.
Old Chen sat outside the house calmly, picked up his pipe and was about to smoke.
Old Lady Xia got angry when she saw him like this and snatched the pipe from his hand. "Why, do you need a sedan chair to do some work?"
Old Chen said confidently, "Don't be so ungrateful."
Old Lady Xia put her hands on her hips and asked, "What did you say?"
Old Chen was a little scared, but when he thought of Old Ma's family, he felt that he had infinite confidence. "I tell you, don't be ungrateful for what you have. I've been good to you, don't boss me around. You're only marrying me. If you marry Old Ma..."
Old Lady Xia sneered: "If I marry him, Old Ma, and he hits me, I will cut off two ounces of flesh from his body."
Old Chen felt a chill in his lower body. This bitch was too cruel.
Before he could say anything, a man's scream came from the Ma family across the street.
"Ahhh, murder, murder."
"Help, help!"
They immediately put down what they were holding and went out to see, only to see Old Ma and his son Xiao Ma crawling out covered in blood.
"She's crazy, help her."
In the evening, everyone was cooking and eating in the house. The screams were so terrible that everyone in the compound ran out to see.
Seeing these two people, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Xiao Ma covered his lower body and screamed in pain. Lao Ma's legs seemed to be broken. Lao Ma's wife fell to the window with her head covered. Her head was broken and her stomach was stabbed. Blood was all over the floor.
Xiao Ma's wife chased out with a kitchen knife and was ready to kill him. When a neighbor tried to stop them, they fired a feint and pretended to hit the neighbor.
Until Xiao Ma's wife chopped Xiao Ma's lower body several more times, Xiao Ma completely fainted, and the screams of the crowd resounded throughout the courtyard.
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