Chapter 115: The man's masculinity is gone
Before going to bed at night, in order to have another grandson as soon as possible, Zhang's mother went out for a walk, leaving time for Yang Aihua and Zhang Guodong to be intimate.
Before leaving, she specifically warned Yang Aihua, "You two must give me a grandson as soon as possible! Otherwise, I will let my son abandon you!"
Although Yang Aihua didn't want to have any more contact with Zhang Guodong, she had to endure the humiliation and took off her clothes and got into bed before her plan could succeed.
But Zhang Guodong couldn't stand up at all.
He recalled that during his time in the mental hospital, he had always been pure and free from desires. Could it be that the side effect of the drugs used to treat mental illness was that he lost his masculinity?
Yang Aihua was a little surprised. Although Zhang Guodong's time was not long, he couldn't be really no longer able to do it, right?
She couldn't help but think of Baldy again. A man like Baldy is a real man!
Zhang Guodong glared at Yang Aihua and angrily shouted, "Don't look at me! Turn around!"
Yang Aihua chuckled, and although her tone was sarcastic, what she said was comforting, "You may just be too tired, it will be fine after a while."
Zhang Guodong hurried down the stairs. "Yes, too many things have happened recently. Let it be over. It's all over now."
Yang Aihua turned her back with a sarcastic smile on her face.
Useless man.
Zhang Guodong was in a state of panic. Was he truly doomed? Zhang Zhijie was dead, and if he couldn't, wouldn't his family lineage be cut off?
No, he cannot be without a son. He must let the Zhang family have incense, otherwise he will be sorry for the ancestors of the Zhang family.
At this time, Yang Aihua turned around and suddenly screamed.
"ah--"
She screamed in fear and rushed into Zhang Guodong's arms, "Zhang Zhijie! Zhang Zhijie is there!"
"What did you say?" Zhang Guodong's body stiffened and he looked in the direction Yang Aihua had looked.
It was pitch black there, there was nothing.
Zhang Guodong breathed a sigh of relief. "There's not even a ghost there. Why are you yelling?"
Yang Aihua trembled, raised her head from his arms, and said in a fearful voice: "Really, I really saw Zhang Zhijie there!"
"He was hanging there, his legs dangling, his eyes fixed on me."
Yang Aihua's eyes were filled with tears, and she sobbed, "Zhijie, I, I didn't mean it! Don't look for Auntie!"
Zhang Guodong looked in that direction again suspiciously.
He looked carefully from top to bottom of the beams, but he still saw nothing.
It happened that Aunt Zhang came back at this time.
She deliberately knocked on the door to remind them, but when she walked to the door, she heard Yang Aihua crying.
“But that’s really Zhang Zhijie!”
These words made Zhang Ma shudder, and she quickly looked up and around.
Nothing.
But Aunt Zhang felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet and rushing straight to the top of her head.
She quickly pushed the door open and walked in. She looked at the place where Zhang Zhijie had hanged himself with fear and asked, "You, you really saw him?"
Yang Aihua grabbed the quilt and hid inside, trembling, "Yes, I really saw it!"
Aunt Zhang's body immediately went limp and she cried out "Ouch!" Fortunately she was holding onto the edge of the kang, otherwise she would have been so scared that she would have sat down on it.
"Zhijie, don't scare grandma! I'm old and I can't help being scared!"
"Grandma really didn't mean it. Can you believe me? If you want to find someone, go find your mom!"
"Grandma loves you the most, don't you know?"
Aunt Zhang didn't even dare to look in that direction, her voice trembling with fear.
Yang Aihua hid under the quilt and laughed.
Now no one could see her face or the expression on her face.
Throughout the entire night, Yang Aihua would occasionally scream and shout, "Zhijie, Zhijie is here!"
Aunt Zhang would immediately jump down from the kang and start to kowtow in repentance.
"Grandma was wrong! Nanny was wrong! Zhijie, you are a good boy! Don't bother Grandma!"
Zhang Guodong also became nervous because of the atmosphere. At this moment, a gust of wind happened to blow by, and the window was blown against the door frame with a "bang".
“Ah! Ah!”
Zhang Ma and Yang Aihua screamed together.
Zhang Guodong forgot to breathe, feeling the chill that instantly made his pores stand up.
He swallowed nervously and dared not move.
Could it be that Zhang Zhijie had come looking for them because he had died unjustly? But what did this have to do with him? He wasn't the one who had killed him.
Yang Aihua and Zhang Ma didn't sleep the whole night, especially Zhang Ma, who always felt that there was something extra in the room and it was very cold.
The next morning, Mother Zhang felt groggy. After eating, she started to feel dizzy and felt like she had no energy to do anything.
Maybe she didn't sleep well last night, but she was the only one left at home, so she didn't dare stay in the room. She had to spread a mat in the yard and lay there for most of the day.
Feeling like vomiting, nausea, dizziness, lack of energy... The more Zhang's mother thought about these symptoms, the more she felt that Zhang Zhijie had come to her senses.
This is what it feels like to be possessed by a little ghost. If there is no way to break the spell, the person will eventually die because his soul is taken away!
Just thinking about it made Aunt Zhang tremble with fear.
In the office, Yang Aihua was thinking of various ways to scare Zhang Ma.
Lin Wanqing had been observing Yang Aihua's expression. When she saw the purple pinch marks under Yang Aihua's neck, she understood.
It is estimated that Zhang Guodong attacked Yang Aihua.
The Zhang family will not have an easy time.
Zhang Guodong reported to the unit today. Obviously, he attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.
"Guoliang, are you feeling better?"
The leader seemed to care about him, but he looked at him warily. "We've heard about your family situation. Should I give you a few more days off so you can comfort your family?"
Zhang Guodong shook his head. "I've already missed too much work. I can't take any more leave."
Moreover, his leader had told him before that he was interested in promoting him, and if he didn't perform well, he would miss this opportunity for promotion.
The leader sighed and said, "Guoliang, let's take it slow, slow."
Zhang Guodong knew that his leader was trying to comfort him, but when it came to matters concerning his future career, how could they be taken slowly?
But when he returned to his post, he found that there was actually nothing for him to do!
The boss bypassed him when assigning work, and his colleagues were polite to him, but it gave people the feeling that they were excluding him.
No one would take the initiative to talk to him. Before, everyone worked together harmoniously, chatting and laughing, but now, everyone treated him as invisible.
It was clear that he was marginalized.
As soon as it was time to get off work, he immediately picked up his bag and ran away.
Everyone sighed as they looked at his back.
"How can a good person become a mental patient?"
"I'm afraid to even talk to him. If he gets angry and hits me, I can't fight back!"
"If he didn't have a brother who's a fire hero, he probably wouldn't have been able to keep his job!"
"The boss's intention is very clear. He doesn't want to fire him for his brother's sake and plans to let him retire in the office."
Everyone sighed together. From now on, Zhang Guodong would be a big Buddha in their office, and they would have to worship and coax him.
He cannot be allowed to work. They have to do his share of the work for him. When he speaks, they have to greet him with a smile. We really owe him!
Zhang Guodong originally planned to go back to the office to get a cup of water, but when he reached the door and before he could even push it open, he heard his colleagues complaining.
So that's how it is, no wonder.
Zhang Guodong has always been very concerned about his reputation and wanted to be strong in everything. He used to be very popular in the unit and everyone revolved around him.
From now on, he will be ignored or even excluded, which Zhang Guodong finds hard to accept.
He really wanted to shout that he was not a psychopath!
But no one will believe it.
His life is over.
Zhang Guodong walked back in a daze. Everyone was looking at him and pointing at him along the way.
Sooner or later, days like this will really drive him crazy.
As soon as he reached the door of his house, he saw thick smoke coming out of his house.
A group of people gathered around, pointing at the smoke and saying, "Has that woman from the Zhang family gone crazy too?"
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