Wei Changqing's gaze fell on Hu Haidong. He vaguely sensed an unusual quality about Hu Haidong.
Perhaps this is a professional habit developed from years of working in the police force. When Hu Haidong looks at people, he always squints his eyes first, scrutinizing them carefully, before engaging in normal conversation.
Wei Changqing was a shrewd man, and he quickly discovered the unusual situation.
"This guest, who are you...?"
Before Hu Haidong could speak, Old Zhang introduced him first.
“My dear in-laws, this is Da Mao’s colleague. He’s here on business and took the opportunity to visit us, the two of us, and Da Mao’s wife.”
"On official business?"
Wei Changqing's eyes darted around, but he didn't say much, though he kept a watchful eye on things.
He knew perfectly well what kind of run-down place he lived in; there were no businesses and no resources, so who would come here on a business trip?
Just as he was about to let Old Man Zhang and Hu Haidong into the house, the wooden door of the westernmost room was suddenly pushed open.
Hu Haidong turned his head to look, and was suddenly startled by a person who came out from inside. His right hand subconsciously reached for his waist.
The one who ran out of the house was, of course, Wei Yulan.
She is now five months pregnant, and even though she is overweight, her belly is noticeably larger.
With the extra fat on my belly, it started to become increasingly inconvenient for me to move around.
She was sitting in her room when she vaguely heard people talking outside, seemingly mentioning Zhang Damao. She couldn't sit still any longer, and rushed out, clutching her stomach.
Although she said she rushed out, she didn't actually move very fast; she was simply too fat and had a big belly.
But her appearance still frightened Hu Haidong so much that he almost pulled out his gun.
Fortunately, when Zhang Laohan and Wei Changqing saw her rushing out like this, they were afraid that she might slip up if she walked too fast, so they quickly supported Wei Yulan on either side.
"Oh dear, girl, can you please not be so reckless with your big belly? What if you hurt the baby? How could I face Da Mao then?"
Old Zhang echoed this sentiment.
"Yes, this is the only one left in our family, so you must take good care of yourself."
Seeing this, Hu Haidong froze on the spot.
The person who just came by, who seemed to have a beard, was it a woman? A pregnant woman?
A woman who is pregnant with Zhang Damao's child?
"Holy shit..."
Hu Haidong could only express his shock with these two words.
The world-renowned director Zhang Damao, the idol of countless young girls, has a wife like this.
Initially, Hu Haidong speculated that perhaps Zhang Damao and his wife from his hometown were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, which was understandable, indicating that Zhang Damao was a man of deep affection and loyalty, and that he hadn't abandoned his wife after becoming successful.
Now, how should we put it?
Is Director Zhang's vision really that unique?
Is this the legendary difference between geniuses and ordinary people?
Wei Yulan came up to him and asked a question in a slightly trembling voice.
"Comrade, how is Mao doing now? Why doesn't he go home to visit his family?"
Her voice was deep, like a man's, which startled Hu Haidong from his daze.
Realizing he had lost his composure, Hu Haidong gave an embarrassed chuckle.
"Um...um...sister-in-law. Here's what happened."
What Wei Yulan looks like is Zhang Damao's family matter; maybe that's just his taste. As an outsider, he had no reason to interfere, so he quickly composed himself and explained the situation to Zhang Damao.
"He's incredibly busy right now, he's never free all day long, you didn't know that? Comrade Da Mao is a very famous director now. He simply can't find the time to go home. He even asked me to pass on a message to you before he came, asking you to understand."
"Yes, I understand."
Wei Yulan finally received news of Da Mao Ge, and she was so excited that tears streamed down her face.
“My man is amazing. He became a great director so quickly. Comrade, when you get back, you must tell him that we are both doing well and that he doesn’t need to worry about us. He can focus on being a great director. After I give birth to this child, I will go to him. I want to have a baby with him.”
Wei Yulan became more and more emotional as she spoke, wiping away tears with her two chubby hands.
As she spoke, a certain image involuntarily surfaced in Hu Haidong's mind, and a surge of acid rose in his stomach, almost causing him to vomit on the spot.
He strained until his face turned bright red before he could barely suppress the acidic sensation, feeling as if a mouthful of vinegar had been forced down his throat.
He didn't know how to describe his current feeling. It was like watching someone eating a dead rat, making his scalp tingle, while the person eating it seemed to be enjoying it immensely.
He shook his head vigorously to pull his thoughts out of that endlessly disgusting fantasy.
Wei Yulan's mother came out and helped her daughter into her own room, while Hu Haidong was ushered into the main room by two old men.
Wei Changqing's house was built with bluestone slabs. Compared with Zhang Damao's house, it was not only much more spacious and bright, but the furnishings in the room also made his family seem richer than other mountain people.
At least all the necessary furniture is provided.
The room also had a stove fire burning and a heated kang bed, creating a warm world of its own.
Perhaps this is the source of his confidence in becoming the village chief and having four strong sons. Of course, if we're talking about strength alone, his family has more than just four strong sons.
Old Zhang followed them into the house. Wei Changqing was quite hospitable to this in-law.
They kept calling each other "Big Brother" and would occasionally make a joke. Judging from the previous sentence, the two families seemed to have a pretty good relationship.
During the time Zhang Damao was away, Wei Changqing perhaps felt guilty and continued to take good care of Zhang Damao's parents.
His family had many able-bodied men, and the elderly Zhang couple were both quite old, so Wei Changqing sent his son over to do all the heavy work for them.
For example, fetching water from the foot of the mountain, the terraced fields on the slope, or firewood for the stove.
Most of the jobs were taken care of by four strong and brave men. Judging solely from the aspect of in-laws, Wei Changqing can be said to have done a better job than most in-laws.
In their minds, this was a kind of compensation for Zhang Damao, since what he did was indeed shameful.
The elderly Zhang couple knew nothing about what had happened back then. Although they couldn't understand why their son, despite saying he was unwilling, had turned around and slept with that girl, things had already come to that point, and they had no choice but to accept this daughter-in-law, whether they wanted to or not.
As the village head, the Wei family treated the elderly couple this way. On the one hand, they were grateful for the Wei family's understanding and reasonableness, and on the other hand, they were proud to have such a son.
There's just one thing: my daughter-in-law looks so bad that she's impossible for her to go out in public.
Fortunately, she didn't live at his house and was still taken care of by her own parents. Even when she was so pregnant, she didn't let the old couple serve her for a single day.
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