Chapter 27: Si Ye? Is that the leader?
"Then Director Zhou, I'll leave first. My mother-in-law is in poor health and I have to go home to take care of her." When she said this, she deliberately looked at Lin Wanqing with a meaningful look.
Lin Wanqing never looked at her from beginning to end, as if she didn't take her seriously at all.
Director Zhou waved his hand and said, "Alright, you all can go back."
Lin Wanqing didn't want to go with Yang Aihua, so she said she had to go back to the office to get her bag and made an excuse to leave.
Zhou Ke looked at the direction where Lin Wanqing disappeared and sighed, thinking that beauty is short-lived. Lin Wanqing's life was really bad. Not only was she born into a capitalist family, but her husband also died, leaving behind a child of a few years old. How would she live in the future?
"Alright, stop looking." Director Zhou glared at him fiercely. "Go home and reflect on your actions! Do you hear me?"
Zhou Ke said "hmm" reluctantly, and walked home with Director Zhou with his head hung.
Lin Wanqing first went back to the office to get her bag, then walked around the factory before leaving the factory gate.
After taking a few steps forward, she suddenly felt as if she stepped on something.
The brown cowhide texture exudes an oily luster and looks like a wallet.
Lin Wanqing bent down to pick it up, looked around, and found that there was no one around.
She had no choice but to open her wallet to see if there was any identification inside.
To her surprise, the first thing that caught her eye was an origami, like a thousand paper cranes. It was not very delicate, crooked, and the paper was faded, and her original color could not be seen.
But it must be very precious as it is carefully kept in the wallet of its owner.
Lin Wanqing began to look through the wallet again and found that in addition to some coins, there was also an ID card.
"Si Ye, commander of the garrison."
For some reason, a resolute and handsome face suddenly appeared in Lin Wanqing's mind.
She thought of the officer she had seen in the cafeteria yesterday.
Could it be him?
The man was quite fierce. Lin Wanqing curled her lips and thought about how to return the wallet to him tomorrow.
Lin Wanqing put her wallet into her backpack and walked forward slowly.
The military green figure that had been hiding in the corner finally came out and curled the corners of his mouth.
He followed Lin Wanqing from a distance until he saw her walk into the gate of the Lin Mansion with his own eyes.
He stood in the distance, looking at the white three-story building and the carved iron fence gate, and felt that nothing had changed.
I just wonder if Lin Wanqing’s favorite swing is still in the garden. Does she still like to swing on it?
Who will protect her when she is swinging on the swing?
There was no one behind her.
Si Ye's heart suddenly felt a little painful. He exhaled, glanced at the window of Lin Wanqing's room, and then turned and left.
When Lin Wanqing entered the room, she could hear some quarreling coming from the guest room on the first floor.
But when she heard the sound of opening the door, the sound stopped immediately.
There are only a few people in the family, except the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
It would be better if they fought.
Yang Aihua, who was begging desperately in Zhang Ma's room, stopped talking immediately when she heard Lin Wanqing's movement. She opened the door a little, looked out carefully, and did not see Lin Wanqing. Then she closed the door tightly and ran to Zhang Ma to beg again.
"Mom, I know you and Guodong have gotten a lot of good things from Miss Jiao over the years. Can you help me this time?" Yang Aihua's eyes were red with anxiety. "Miss Jiao said that if I don't give her the money tomorrow, she will let everyone in the factory know!"
"Then how can I live as a human being from now on?"
"You will also be looked down upon if you follow me!"
Mother Zhang really doesn't want to use her pension money. No matter how good her son is to her, it can't be as practical as having money in her own hands.
"Mom really doesn't have anything." Aunt Zhang sighed, "Mom used to be a servant of the Lin family. How much benefit could I get from the Lin family?"
How could he not have any money at all? He just didn't want to lend her any money. Yang Aihua wanted to turn against her immediately, but at the moment, only Zhang Ma could save her.
"Guodong told me that he secretly transferred a lot of things from Lin Wanqing."
"Just think of it as a loan from you today?" Yang Aihua half-knelt before Zhang Ma and swore, "I'll have Guodong pay me back double when the time comes, okay?"
Seeing that Zhang Ma was hesitant, Yang Aihua stood up and said with a changed expression: "Mom, when you are old, Guodong and I will take good care of you."
"Lin Wanqing can't be relied upon. I'm sure you can see clearly that in the end, I will be the one who takes care of your excrement and urine by your bedside and sees you to your end."
"You help me now, and I will remember your kindness. I will only be doubly good to you in the future."
This is completely soft words spoken in a hard way, and if you listen carefully, it is a threat.
In fact, when Aunt Zhang heard that she could get double the money back, she was already tempted.
She also knew that Zhang Guodong secretly transferred money from Lin Wanqing.
So she just pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Then Mom will give you all the coffin money."
"Mom, don't worry! When Guodong gets the transferred money, I will give you double, not triple!" Yang Aihua wiped her tears with joy, and laughed so hard that snot bubbles came out of her nose.
"Mom's life has not been easy. Your dad died early, and I raised two children alone. After I finally waited for the children to grow up, the eldest died." Mother Zhang's throat suddenly choked up when she talked about her sad story.
Yang Aihua rolled her eyes and said, "Mom, you don't have to say all this. I know everything. Don't worry, I will definitely return the money to you. You can just wait and enjoy your life from now on."
Aunt Zhang wiped her tears and said, "Well, you have to give it to me. My life has not been easy..."
"Here we go again." Yang Aihua muttered softly, "You don't trust me so much, do you want me to write you an IOU?"
Zhang Ma's eyes suddenly widened. "Why don't you just write one?"
Yang Aihua snorted in her heart, wondering what was the point of writing this thing. If she really didn't want to pay, would the old man take the IOU to court to sue her?
"Okay, I'll write one for you so that you can rest assured." Yang Aihua said sarcastically, stood up and brought over paper and pen.
Aunt Zhang kept rolling her eyes. She couldn't even count on her own son, let alone her daughter-in-law. If Guodong didn't have money, she would never lend him the money.
The two of them wrote two IOUs quite formally and pressed their fingerprints on them. Only then did Aunt Zhang feel relieved and she started to make up for it.
"Mom, it's not that I don't believe you. We're a family, so why should we have different opinions? I just think we should settle the accounts clearly, so that I don't end up asking you for more money. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?"
Yang Aihua snorted twice with a forced smile, "Okay, Mom, stop talking. Just give me the money quickly so I can give it to Miss Jiao tomorrow."
"Then turn around." Aunt Zhang looked at Yang Aihua fearfully and slowly moved to the side.
This was because he was afraid that she would know where the money was hidden. Yang Aihua felt both amused and helpless, but she could only turn her back as ordered and said strangely, "Okay, I'll turn my back so that I don't know where your money is. If you lose your money one day, don't say that I stole it. I won't be able to explain it even if I jump into the Yellow River."
Aunt Zhang snorted softly, saying that there was no point in making such sarcastic remarks. If her money was really gone one day, she would go and make trouble for her.
She had sewn all her money into a worn cotton-padded jacket. Aunt Zhang cut open the bag with scissors and asked unhappily, "Two thousand and three, right?"
Yang Aihua's face immediately put on a smile, and she said, "Yes! Mom, if you have more money, you can lend me a little more! The more you lend me, the more I can pay back later!"
Aunt Zhang didn't say anything. She was so beautiful, but did she even know her last name?
"It's the amount we agreed on." Aunt Zhang counted the money and handed it to Yang Aihua, spitting on her lips. "That's all. I don't have any more."
Yang Aihua quickly turned around, holding the money in her hands, with a smile on her face, "Thank you, Mom!"
"Wait for Guodong to come back and ask him to double it for you!"
"That's still my son's money." Zhang Ma's face was devoid of smiles. "Besides, that's Guoliang, Guoliang. Let's all remember this and never call him the wrong name in front of others."
Yang Aihua curled her lips, "I know."
Now that she had the money, she didn't want to waste any more time talking to the old man, so she took the money and walked out.
Looking at Yang Aihua coming out of Zhang Ma's room, happily counting money in her hands, Lin Wanqing, who had been hiding in the corner, watched all this, thoughtful.
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