Chapter 30 The scumbag comes to demand his wife
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jiang Weiguo, and I'm the deliveryman for this area."
Jiang Weiguo was wearing a dark green Zhongshan suit with four pockets; a pen was stuck in the top pocket, and receipts were in the bottom pocket.
He wore straight-leg trousers of the same color, a black belt around his waist, and the words "People's Post Office of China" were embroidered in yellow on his left chest. He looked very energetic.
A mail carrier is a secure job in this era, and it can even be passed down to the next generation.
Shen Wanjun looked him up and down. At this time, Jiang Weiguo had not yet revealed his scumbag nature and looked decent enough.
Shen Wanjun was just looking to teach Zhong Chuchu a lesson, and now the opportunity had been delivered right to her doorstep.
"Oh, Comrade Jiang, I often hear my sister mention you. Come in and sit down."
Shen Wanjun warmly invited Jiang Weiguo into the house, and Jiang Weiguo did not refuse, sitting down properly on the sofa.
He carefully looked around; this was his future sister and brother-in-law's house. How nice!
It's so much better than the houses in their county town, and it even has a coal stove, it's so warm.
"How is your grandmother's health?" Shen Wanjun poured Jiang Weiguo a cup of tea.
Years ago, the Jiang family ancestors worked for the Shen family. Shen Wanjun met his grandmother when she was a child.
"It's alright, it's alright," Jiang Weiguo said.
Hearing the commotion, Song Zhan wheeled himself over to Shen Wanjun's side.
"Commander Song... Battalion Commander Song." Jiang Weiguo was somewhat surprised. The rumors were true; his leg was indeed ruined!
"Is there something you need?" Song Zhan's eyes scrutinized Jiang Weiguo, who inexplicably felt a little guilty.
“He’s here to see my sister.” Shen Wanjun gave him a look: I need this guy, don’t scare him away.
Upon receiving the message, Song Zhan's expression softened immediately: "Oh, you two chat."
He had no intention of getting involved in Zhong Chuchu's affairs.
"Comrade Jiang, my sister isn't here; she must have gone to the countryside."
"Going to the countryside? Isn't she going to marry me? Why would she go to the countryside? Isn't this marriage fraud?"
Jiang Weiguo became more and more agitated as he spoke, and even stood up.
However, his anger, which had just been ignited, was immediately extinguished by Song Zhan's cold gaze.
Jiang Weiguo couldn't believe his eyes. Battalion Commander Song was actually... knitting a sweater!
Judging from her skillful movements, she must have knitted a lot before.
Perhaps Jiang Weiguo's shocked expression was too obvious, Shen Wanjun coughed, and Song Zhan then put down his sweater, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and looked straight ahead.
“Going to the countryside is something no one does voluntarily,” Shen Wanjun sighed. “However, since you two are in love, it’s not too late to call her back now.”
Those sent to the countryside who were engaged could be exceptionally allowed to return to the city, provided that the engagement had been arranged before they went to the countryside.
The telegram that Shen Wanjun sent to Jiang Weiguo on behalf of Zhong Chuchu proves this point.
Jiang Weiguo hesitated. In his view, going to the countryside was equivalent to being unclean.
With so many vigorous young men and a bunch of country bumpkins around, it's inevitable that Zhong Chuchu would be touched or groped.
"Although my dad and Wang Fang were arrested, and Zhong Yaozu was also detained, thankfully you are here, never abandoning my sister."
Jiang Weiguo's face scrunched up like a bitter chrysanthemum. Zhong Chuchu's formidable father had fallen from power, and the whole family was doomed.
Zhong Chuchu is no longer a rich young lady, so why would he still want to marry her?
Jiang Weiguo's father was the head of the local production brigade, his mother was a commune teacher, and he himself was a mail carrier.
With his whole family holding secure government jobs, he was practically untouchable in the village, and countless women wanted to marry him.
Seeing Jiang Weiguo's disgusted expression, Shen Wanjun knew he was unaware of the Zhong family's downfall.
"Of course, as you know, the Zhong family is a large and powerful family. These current difficulties are nothing. It's only a matter of time before my father makes a comeback."
Shen Wanjun deliberately emphasized the words "great family fortune" and "comeback," blinking her eyes and leaving Jiang Weiguo with endless imagination.
Jiang Weiguo took a sip of tea and frowned again. Why wasn't the water boiled?
He put down the tea and lowered his head to carefully ponder Shen Wanjun's words.
A large and wealthy family? The Zhong family is so rich, and the whole family is in jail, so what about all that money...?
They're all in Zhong Chuchu's hands!
Thinking of this, Jiang Weiguo's heart raced. If he married Zhong Chuchu, wouldn't he have married a gold nugget?
"Comrade Shen, you're right. Chu Chu and I are in love, and these difficulties won't defeat us."
Jiang Weiguo immediately changed his tune, his eyes becoming obsequious and his posture extremely humble.
"I'll find her right away."
"Keep it up, I believe in you!" Shen Wanjun offered plenty of emotional support.
"Goodbye, Comrade Shen and Comrade Song." Jiang Weiguo was beaming with pride, making no attempt to hide the smile on his face.
He hopped on his Phoenix brand bicycle, rang the bell, and headed out.
The tin box containing envelopes on the back rack swayed back and forth, and the bicycle bell rang out a series of crisp sounds. He couldn't wait to tell his family the good news.
Shen Wanjun had no idea that the figure she had seen on the train a few days ago was Zhong Chuchu.
Zhong Chuchu originally planned to go directly to the Northwest to find Song Zhan, and then she would take the initiative to throw herself into his arms. She was sure she could win him over.
Once the deed is done, Song Zhan will have no choice but to marry her, even if he doesn't want to.
His position, while not allowing him to engage in casual relationships, would require him to take full responsibility if he did.
Getting married means taking responsibility, and taking responsibility means not messing around.
Despite all her scheming, Zhong Chuchu was only focused on how to seduce Song Zhan, completely unaware that she was being followed.
Before arriving in the Northwest, Zhong Chuchu, who was trying to escape being sent to the countryside, was forcibly brought back.
Yunnan Province.
After working on the farm for several days, Zhong Chuchu felt like dying.
All she did here was work, and her originally delicate and fair skin turned red and black from sunburn in just a few days.
During the day, I was so tired that I didn't want to say a word, and at night I had to guard against those young men and old bachelors in the village causing trouble.
Although we lived in the educated youth settlement, the dilapidated wooden door was useless and was knocked open intentionally or unintentionally several times.
Several of the female educated youths in the same dormitory were so frightened that they moved out, leaving the remaining few with no choice but to block the door with cabinets at night.
There were all sorts of rumors circulating in the village, with some even saying that Zhong Chuchu had taken a liking to an old bachelor.
Zhong Chuchu longed to escape this place and find Song Zhan.
But the mountains were high and the roads were long, and there was no letter of introduction.
Zhong Chuchu thought she was the chosen one, but she never expected that she couldn't even leave her remote village.
Just when she was about to resign herself to her fate and think that this was how her life would be, the captain suddenly came to find her.
"Comrade Zhong Chuchu, you have a phone call."
"My phone?" Zhong Chuchu's eyes lit up, and she quickly asked, "Where did you call from?"
"It's in the Northwest. You'd better hurry, or they'll be dead soon," the captain urged.
He was annoyed. Don't people in the Northwest sleep?
Why didn't you choose a good time to call? It's already past 8 pm, don't you want him to get any sleep?
Upon hearing the words "Northwest China," Zhong Chuchu instantly snapped out of her daze.
I changed my clothes and ran out as fast as I could.
Arriving at the brigade leader's house, she cleared her throat and sweetly called out, "Is this Brother Song Zhan?"
Jiang Weiguo, on the other end of the line, was taken aback, then said coldly, "No. Do you really want him to call you?"
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