The two were so hungry that their stomachs were growling. After they deposited their money, Li Guifang waved her hand generously, saying, "Let's go to a restaurant!"
Entering the noodle shop, Li Guifang generously ordered two bowls of beef noodles and specifically asked the waiter: "Put more chili!"
As soon as the noodles were served, gossip from the next table floated over.
"Have you heard? The family surnamed Wang at the intersection of Hongqi Street..." An auntie with a headscarf lowered her voice.
"That man beat his wife last night, went out for a drink, and ended up drowning in a public toilet!"
Xie Dazui's chopsticks paused in mid-air, his ears perked up. Li Guifang pretended to stir the noodles, but in reality, she leaned over.
"Tsk tsk, this thing has spread, and now his wife refuses to go to the police station to claim the body."
Another man in a blue shirt chimed in, "His parents are standing at the door with his brother-in-law and sister-in-law, mourning!"
"That woman was pretty cruel, I think," the woman with the headscarf shook her head. "He's dead... after all, he's still the father of her child."
The man in the blue shirt interrupted her: "What do you know? When that gigolo was alive, he beat his wife every day. Now that he's dead, he wants someone else to collect his body. Isn't that disgusting?"
An old lady in gray dacron clothes sneered, curled her lips, and said with disdain: "Everyone has their own karma.
That woman gave up her good life as a rich girl in Shanghai and ran away here with a country boy.
When I was young, I thought that love was enough, but in the end, we fought every few days and had arguments every day.
If her family knew about this, they would be so angry that they would vomit blood!
Now, the man is dead again, and the most pitiful ones are the two girls.
How is a woman with two children going to live in the future?
After saying that, the women paid the bill and left.
Li Guifang and the other person only listened halfway, and then they felt like they had fallen into a pit, unable to get up or down, making them feel uncomfortable all over!
Li Guifang and Xie Dazui looked at each other and tacitly sped up the speed of picking up the noodles.
Li Guifang drank up the noodle soup in just a few gulps, and Xie Dazui didn't even leave any chopped green onions.
"Little sister, let's pay the bill!" Li Guifang paid the money, grabbed Xie Dazui and ran out.
The two old ladies were so busy that sparks were about to fly from their steps. They headed straight for Hongxing Street as if they were going to a textile factory to snatch defective products.
From a distance, I saw a group of people gathered in front of the Wang family’s door, and their wailing was deafening.
A white-haired old lady sat on the ground and slapped her thigh: "My son, you died so tragically! How can I live if you die?"
Several young people nearby were holding up white banners with the words "Take my brother home!" scrawled across them.
Li Guifang squeezed into the crowd, her eyes rolling around, listening to the gossip coming from all directions.
Xie Dazui poked her arm and pointed towards the door of the house in front. Wow, what a mess!
An old woman with gray hair and wrinkled face, led several of her children, followed by a group of dirty grandchildren, all kneeling on the ground.
They cried so hard that it was like they were all going to a grave together.
Unfortunately, the door of that family was tightly closed, and no matter how noisy it was outside, they remained unmoved.
Old Mrs. Wang sat down on the ground in front of Du Meijuan's house, slapped her thighs and started howling, her voice could wake the dead: "My poor son, he died in such a tragic way!
Du Meijuan, you are a black-hearted and vicious woman. You even refused to take my son's body. You want my son to die with regrets!
What sin did our Wang family commit to marry such an unlucky person like you? It is misfortune for our family. We are so unlucky for eight generations!
My poor son, this unlucky star is killing you."
Her children were not to be outdone. Some of them followed the old woman and clapped their hands on the ground, while others beat their chests and stamped their feet.
He cursed incessantly, "Du Meijuan, how can you be so cruel!
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