After the street stalls were packed up, everything was loaded into a pedal tricycle.
Duan Cuilu said, "Mingzhu, take the van home."
Li Mingzhu shook her head. "Mom, go to the market and buy groceries. Let's have a family reunion tonight."
Duan Cuilu nodded, and the group squeezed into the seven-seater van. Li Keyong drove away.
At that moment, a Honda Accord drove against traffic and stopped next to the tricycle.
The car door opened, and Li Guifen, Wang Cheng, and Wang Zhen got out.
"Wang Peng, where's that old bastard Wang Song?" Li Guifen ran up to Wang Peng and shouted, "Where's that old bastard Wang Song?"
Her features were grotesque, her hair was a mess like a hedgehog's, and her left cheek was covered in mud, as if she had just been in a fight.
Wang Peng chuckled, "You're so old, watch your mouth."
"Give me my money back!" Li Guifen reached out and grabbed Wang Peng's collar, but her wrist was immediately grabbed, causing her to scream in pain.
"Don't lay a hand on me, I won't tolerate your bad habits." Wang Peng forcefully shook her off.
Ignoring Li Guifen, Wang Zhen ran to Wang Peng in two strides, saying, "I get a share of that 300,000, but that old bastard can't..."
*Slap!* Wang Peng slapped Wang Zhen across the face. “That’s your own father. Who are you calling an old bastard?”
The excruciating pain stunned Wang Zhen, her eyes instantly clearing as she hurriedly covered her face with her hands.
The slap came so suddenly that Li Guifen didn't dare to throw a tantrum and instinctively hid behind Wang Cheng. Wang Cheng also instinctively took a half step back.
"Husband," Li Mingzhu whispered, "Don't hit her. If you hurt her, neither Uncle Feng nor your uncle can protect you."
She was referring to Feng Dali and Li Keyong. Feng Dali was the head of the special task force investigating the "Brothers Supermarket Arson Case".
Hearing this, Li Guifen became even more honest, as they both knew about Wang Peng's extensive network of connections.
Li Mingzhu smiled and said, "Wang Cheng, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, do you understand?"
Her smile was gentle, her eyes clear and transparent, carrying the unique serenity of an artist, as if she could see through everything.
Wang Cheng met her gaze for a few seconds, then turned his head to the side, not daring to meet her eyes.
“Sister-in-law, let’s talk this out,” Wang Zhen said. “The village secretary said that all farmers whose land has been expropriated will receive a resettlement fee of 17,000 yuan.”
“My household registration is in Wang Village, and I account for 17,000 out of those 300,000 people, don’t you think?” Wang Zhen added.
Hearing this, Wang Peng sneered, "Weren't you just throwing a tantrum? Why are you being reasonable now?"
Li Mingzhu said softly, "Old Wang didn't mention the details of the compensation. If what you said is true, you can ask him for the money, or you can call the police directly."
Wang Peng said, "Wang Zhen, this is a dispute between you and him, it has nothing to do with me."
Wang Zhen dared not approach her elder brother, much less cause a scene, and hid herself beside her sister-in-law.
"Brother, I know his temper. He will definitely give you the 300,000."
"I'll just ask you one question: if the police order him to return the money to me, would you give it to him?"
"That money originally belonged to me, don't you think?"
After saying this in one breath, Wang Zhen moved closer to Li Mingzhu, afraid that Wang Peng would hit her. As long as she stood next to her pregnant sister-in-law, she would not be beaten.
A sneer appeared on Wang Peng's lips. "If the police rule this way, I will abide by their judgment, but..."
“Wang Zhen, the family’s farmland has been expropriated for the highway, and Old Wang has lost his means of making a living. He will have to rely on his children for support in the future.”
“You are her daughter. As long as you fulfill your filial duties, you can take this money from me.”
Wang Peng laid out his conditions: "You can have money, but first fulfill your filial obligations."
Wang Zhen felt as if she had swallowed a fly. She didn't want to support her father, and she was even unwilling to treat his hepatitis C.
Li Mingzhu said, "This matter is very troublesome. Go to the police and the court. We will see it through to the end."
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhen felt helpless. "Fine, see you in court."
As she spoke, she hailed a taxi and headed to a law firm to find a lawyer.
Li Guifen and Wang Cheng remained at the scene.
Wang Peng looked at them and said, "Speak up about whatever your demands are."
Wang Cheng gave Li Guifen a meaningful look.
Li Guifen braced herself and said, "That 300,000 yuan is our joint property. I want a divorce, and I'll have half of that money."
Upon hearing this, Wang Peng froze on the spot, staring at Li Guifen's face. This scumbag mother who had abused him all his life now looked just like an old lady from the city.
She was wearing a leather jacket on top, jeans on the bottom, high-heeled leather shoes on her feet, and makeup on her face.
She went from being a rural woman to an urban woman.
"Heh." Wang Peng sneered, "For 150,000 yuan, you'd rather abandon your life partner?"
“My affairs are none of your business,” Li Guifen said. “Before I came here, Xiao Cheng took me to the court first. The court wants to freeze that money.”
Wang Peng frowned; the court did indeed have grounds to freeze the money.
Wang Cheng laughed and said, "Brother, you've planned everything, but you didn't foresee your parents' divorce and the court freezing your marital property, did you?"
As he spoke, he shook his head, "No matter how capable Li Mengjiao is, she cannot stop the court from enforcing the law, and your supermarket still cannot open."
Recalling the beating he had just received from Li Mengjiao, he was so angry that his liver ached, and he glared at Wang Peng through gritted teeth.
Wang Peng inquired, "Is Li Mengjiao involved in this?"
"What are you pretending for?" Wang Cheng sneered. "I just cornered Wang Song in the residential area, and Li Mengjiao came to his rescue with her bodyguards. Was that your arrangement?"
Hearing this, Wang Peng was overjoyed. It turned out that Mengmeng hadn't turned against him and still deeply loved her sweetheart.
Wang Peng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower back. He quickly stopped smiling. His wife was jealous and was pinching his waist hard.
"What are you laughing at?" Wang Cheng said. "If this 300,000 yuan is frozen, how will you reopen Brother Supermarket?"
"Wang Cheng, you're really stupid," Wang Peng sneered. "Don't you know Meng Jiao is the president of James Bond? Couldn't she lend me money?"
“You’re the stupid one, not me,” Wang Cheng said. “If she had money, she would have invested in you long ago. Why wait until now?”
"To tell you the truth, James Bond is being jointly suppressed by major condom companies, and Li Mengjiao is too busy to take care of herself."
Upon hearing this, Wang Peng frowned; he truly didn't know about this.
If this is true, Li Mengjiao may indeed be overwhelmed with work.
After thinking it over carefully, I realized something was wrong. Being jointly suppressed by "Friends" was a serious matter, and Li Mengjiao definitely wouldn't have time to return to China.
At this moment, Li Mingzhu spoke up, "Honey, don't listen to his one-sided story. Call Mengjiao."
Wang Peng took out his phone to make a call when a black sedan stopped by the roadside, with his third sister, Wang Xia, sitting inside.
She was holding a bankbook in her hand. "Big brother, Sister Mengjiao asked me to give you a bankbook. There's 300,000 yuan in it."
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