Chapter 009 Revenge and Control Group
Jiang Mancheng left, and there was no one else in the room. No one came in for a while, so Jiang Nan had no scruples and told about what happened in the afternoon when Sun Lingling made a scene in Courtyard No. 1.
Cheng Meijuan and the other two exclaimed in surprise, like little wild animals that had never seen the world.
Jiang Nan was very proud. She grew up in a melon field and was already an old melon farmer.
Jiang Nan puffed out her chest proudly as the saleswoman in the red top broke the news: "Let me tell you, Sun Lingling's father is back from work! He said he wants to marry Sun Lingling to Old You."
"Oh my god," another older woman in a khaki shirt exclaimed, "Old You is almost forty, right? Sun Lingling is only in her twenties. Her father is really cruel."
"They're colleagues after all." The older woman in the red shirt slapped her thigh with such force, it was as if it wasn't her own leg. Jiang Nan couldn't help but tremble at the sight. "I'm telling you, don't tell anyone!"
She glanced at everyone with a know-it-all expression. Seeing the three of them nod in agreement, she spoke as if offering a favor, "Old You lost three wives! I'm telling you, Old You is a ruthless man. My wife and I both suspect he beat all those wives to death!"
Cheng Meijuan and Sister Tuhuang opened their mouths wide enough to fit eggs in, but Jiang Nan's heart trembled.
After a while, Cheng Meijuan whispered, "No way, he...he's committing a crime, right? If that's the case, we can't let it go like this."
The older woman in the red shirt looked at him with a look of naiveté. After a pause, she took the conversation back and said, "That's just speculation, guesswork, you know? Who cares if there's no evidence? Besides, those women's families don't care, so why should we intervene? Don't be stupid."
"That's right." Sister Tu Huang reacted and advised, "Meijuan, you're still young. How can you say for sure about the relationship between husband and wife? Family affairs are the hardest to judge. There's an old saying that even an honest judge can't judge family affairs. Let's just talk about the gossip, it's hard to intervene."
Jiang Nan echoed the sentiment and said a few words, and came out with a heavy heart.
[Host, do you want to take charge? ]
"Sun Lingling was wrong, but she didn't deserve domestic violence." Jiang Nan said with a serious face, "In fact, no woman deserves to go through this. Those domestic violence men deserve to die. Go to Sun Lingling's channel and see if this is true."
She had seen Sun Lingling in the morning and afternoon, so the system must have received Sun Lingling's brain waves.
Sure enough, the system gave an answer quickly.
[Sun Lingling's father said he wanted to marry her to Lao You, but we've never met Lao You, so we don't know if he has violent tendencies.]
"Then find a way to meet him." Jiang Nan made up his mind and hurried back home.
"Xiao Nan, what's wrong? What did Cheng Meijuan and the others want to talk to you about?" Jiang Mancheng, wearing a white old man's shirt and holding a white towel in his right hand, asked while wiping his wet face.
"Dad, have you heard of a man named Lao You? He's an old widower, and it's said that his three wives have died." Jiang Nan didn't plan to hide it from her father. Her father had more ideas than her, and her father had to figure out solutions for many things.
"Why are you asking about this guy?" Chen Jinhua also came out, wiping her face, her tone full of disdain. "He's not a good person. Don't have any contact with him."
"Mom, do you know?" Jiang Nan walked up to Chen Jinhua in two or three steps, staring at her mother with sparkling eyes.
"Mom works in the trade union and knows more people than your dad does," Chen Jinhua said proudly.
"I'm in the archives. Whose files in our operations department haven't I seen?" Jiang Mancheng was dissatisfied and spoke first. "Old You, full name You Aiqian, is 37 years old this year. He drives a special vehicle for the Oilfield Special Vehicle Team 2. He has three wives who have passed away and has not remarried yet."
"Tsk, these are just written materials. I've met Old You before."
Chen Jinhua raised her head and glanced at Jiang Mancheng with a proud look. "His third daughter-in-law came to the Women's Federation, and our union also went to mediate. The young wife cried and complained that Old You beat her, but Old You quickly brought his father-in-law over. His father-in-law apologized and said it was all a misunderstanding. The young wife then changed her mind, and our union and the Women's Federation couldn't intervene. But I don't think Old You is a good person. He might really beat his wife. His father-in-law obviously accepted the bribe and doesn't care about his daughter's life or death."
Jiang Nan figured it out and told his parents what Cheng Meijuan's colleague had said. Chen Jinhua, who hated evil and had a hot temper, slammed the table and cursed.
Jiang Mancheng, however, remained as calm as ever. He scratched his chin and asked seriously, "Xiao Nan, what are you trying to achieve? Do you want Sun Lingling not to marry Old You, or do you want Old You to go to jail?"
"Put Lao You in jail." Jiang Nan said firmly, "People like this can't get away with it. Men who commit domestic violence like this shouldn't exist."
Jiang Mancheng nodded and whispered, "Well, tomorrow morning when you go to the various factories, stop by the special vehicle team. Old You has a big black mole on his left cheek, it's easy to spot. See what secrets he has, and we'll discuss what to do tomorrow."
Jiang Mancheng was the one who always listened to such scheming things. The three of them whispered to each other for a while, and soon went back to their rooms to sleep.
Just at three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Mancheng and Chen Jinhua got up secretly, opened the door on tiptoe, and moved around in the corridor. They were so busy that they sweated, but they didn't make any sound.
Jiang Mancheng had been a eunuch in his previous life, so he was accustomed to doing everything quietly. Chen Jinhua, having practiced martial arts, naturally knew how to step quietly. They laughed silently and went home to sleep.
As for the fight, others have gotten over it, but his family hasn't.
The next morning, everyone in the tube-shaped building woke up to the sound of an argument between Old Lady Liu and Grandma Fang.
"You are so good, Fang! Our family has lost all the honeycomb coal, and you still come to steal! I really can't believe that you usually pretend to be a good person, but I didn't expect that you are actually a thief!" Old Mrs. Liu's high-pitched soprano voice was like a screaming chicken, breaking the tranquility of the tube building in the early morning.
"Auntie Liu, you can't accuse me like this. I can't explain it even if I have a mouth. This coal was really not stolen by my family." Grandma Fang looked at the extra coal in her home in shock, covering her face to explain.
She really doesn't know what's going on.
But with the evidence before her, Old Lady Liu wouldn't listen. She'd been upset about losing the honeycomb coal yesterday, and now that this had happened, wouldn't she be able to deny it?! Old Lady Liu wasn't going to miss this opportunity.
She said, "If it wasn't your family who stole it, how did my coal get to your house?! Old Wu, come out. Your family's coal is also less. Someone must have stolen it. Come out quickly, catch the thief! Everyone, come out quickly, catch the thief! Honeycomb coal was stolen from Granny Fang's house. Look, is it stolen? You still want to quibble? Look, everyone, the evidence is here. Who else could it be if not her? Who would have nothing better to do at night and move coal to her house?"
"This..." Granny Fang rolled her eyes. Could it really be her admirer? Was it Old Wei? Or Old Wang from the fifth floor? Oh, she was just too charming. There was nothing she could do about it. But for a moment, she really didn't know who it was. She made a bitter face and refused to admit it. "It's really not my family. You have no evidence. You can't accuse people like this. How can my family live with the reputation of thieves for no reason? Everyone, please believe me, I'm really not that kind of person. My Qiao Lian and my three eldest grandchildren, I can say with all my heart, they are all good children."
At the door, Fang Nanshan glanced casually in the direction of the Jiang family. He wasn't stupid. The families clashing today had all offended the Jiang family yesterday. But... his eyes rolled. He couldn't offend Chen Jinhua just yet, at least not openly. He was about to start work today, and the Chen family would be his future support; he absolutely couldn't afford to offend them.
Fang Nanshan glanced at Old Lady Liu who was standing with her hands on her hips and cursing, then looked in the direction of the Qiu family and smiled silently.
Jiang Mancheng lay on the bed, smiled and stretched, feeling comfortable.
Grandma Fang was disgusting to his daughter, Cheng Dazhu had said something mean yesterday, and Wu Dachui had even tried to beat him up. While none of this led to any serious consequences, it was still disgusting. His small act of retaliation killed three birds with one stone. It wasn't even revenge; it was just a prank, a win for these families.
As for Aunt Qiu, we’ll talk about it later, she will definitely be included.
After laughing, Jiang Mancheng shook his head and sighed. He had now been reduced to playing pranks. Alas, he couldn't use his old tricks anymore, and he felt a little disappointed.
Chen Jinhua snorted, jumped out of bed, dressed and combed her hair, with a smile on her lips.
Jiang Nan even hummed a song while going to the toilet.
It feels really good to be pampered at this moment.
The good times for the family of three have begun again.
The quarrels between Grandma Fang, Old Lady Liu and Old Wu continued to be heard in the corridor, occasionally interspersed with questions and attempts to smooth things over from the neighbors.
The family of three quickly washed up amidst the bustle. Jiang Mancheng made breakfast while Chen Jinhua swept the floor. Yes, the Jiang family had a habit of sweeping early in the morning. Jiang Nan sat down at the table and announced that she would follow her mother Chen Jinhua's lead and visit the various factories that morning. What if? It was a rare occurrence, right? A blind cat catching a dead mouse, though unlikely, could actually change one's fate.
And she also has to go to the special forces team, she has a mission.
At the dinner table, Jiang Mancheng turned on the radio, tuned to the music channel, and ate breakfast happily.
The new era is great. You can listen to music anytime and anywhere without having to support a troupe. Where else can you find such a good thing? Tell me.
Why didn't we listen to the radio while having breakfast yesterday? It was because yesterday morning was so busy. Lin Bing was actually going on a blind date, which was so rare. The whole family was having fun just gossiping about the outside world.
After breakfast, Jiang Mancheng took advantage of Chen Jinhua's absence to quietly slip his daughter a dollar: "Buy her a popsicle if you're feeling hot. Go ahead and slack off if you want to. There's no job openings right now, and Dad knows it all. But you still have to listen to your mom at home. Dad's leaving."
Jiang Nan curled her lips and watched speechlessly as her father disappeared in a flash.
Her father always protects Chen Jinhua's status as the head of the family.
Jiang Nan was speechless again, packed up and prepared to go downstairs, but found that there was a commotion downstairs again.
It turned out that the families whose windows Wu Jianguo had smashed had all come to him. Glass is not cheap these days, and now that it's all broken, they have to come to him.
Did their husbands do something wrong? It was that shameless woman Fan Taohua who seduced them. The men were not at fault!
Besides, the men in their families wouldn't suffer any loss in this matter. The wives of the three families, Zheng Laonian, Sun Daniu, and Qian Dadan, who were named, all gathered in front of Building No. 4.
"Pay me compensation. The six windows in front and back of my house are all broken. You have to pay me at least ten dollars."
These days, a larger piece of glass only costs one dollar, but this guy asked for ten dollars, which is really an exorbitant price.
"My house also has four windows, and they still cost eight dollars."
"And my family..."
Old Wu was a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. No matter what the other party said, he only said: "It wasn't my family who did it. My Dachui and Jianguo are out driving and haven't come back for over half a month. If you want to find them, go to Jingshang. I have no money. My son manages our family's money. I am just an old widower with no money."
"It's so lively, it's better not to watch." Jiang Nan and Cheng Gaigai squeezed out of the crowd and sighed.
"Our building is famous in the homework department." Cheng Gaigai said, then chuckled and shook his head.
Although they were in a good mood, their luck was not good today. Jiang Nan and Cheng Gaigai had been wandering around all morning, but hadn't seen any job postings. They were even looked at from head to toe by several gatekeepers who looked at them like they were idiots.
Do we even need to announce job openings these days? Any job that's even a shadow of its former self is already snatched up.
Cheng Gaigai had nothing to do today, so she accompanied Jiang Nan on a stroll. They wandered around for the entire morning, finally buying two popsicles at the supply and marketing cooperative and squatting on the ground to cool off.
Of course, since Jiang Nan paid for it, he should at least thank Cheng Gaigai for his company.
Jiang Nan ate a popsicle, her eyes fixed on the nearby area. Why did the figure in front of her look like Er Laizi from the village? She and Cheng Gaigai were currently at the refinery's supply and marketing cooperative, a half-hour walk from Yard 1 of their 10th Operations Division, and even further from the Xihe'an Brigade. What on earth was Er Laizi doing here?
"Xiao Nan, Qiu Pan'er has been following us all the way. What does she want to do?" Cheng Gaigai glanced behind him, his tone somewhat unfriendly. Anyone would feel uncomfortable being followed all the way.
"What else can I do? If there really is a job opening, I'll just think of taking advantage." Jiang Nan came back to his senses and was a little unhappy. He turned around and snorted at Qiu Paner.
"She really is." Cheng Gaigai looked at a loss for words, and it was hard to describe. She frowned and said, "What's she thinking? Whatever you've worn since you were a child, she has to wear it again, and she has to wear it better than you. I don't know if she's taken the wrong medicine."
Jiang Nan shrugged. She understood Qiu Paner's feelings. She was simply envious and jealous. But understanding didn't mean empathy. Anyone who had been imitated for seven or eight years would feel unhappy.
Today, for example, Jiang Nan wore a small off-white floral shirt and army green trousers. She is tall, and the trousers made her legs look even longer.
Qiu Pan'er was also dressed in the same outfit. She was only 5'5", which wasn't considered short in this era, but who could she compare her score with? She was so obsessed with competing with Jiang Nan that she was like a bean sprout.
She wasn't bad looking either, though not as fair as Jiang Nan, but still quite attractive. She just had a bitter look on her face and didn't have the youthful energy that Jiang Nan had.
Qiu Pan'er was huddled behind a tree, her heart bitter as if it had been soaked in coptis root. She sniffed and sat down on the ground, her eyes still fixed on the two people in front of her, her teeth nearly breaking with jealousy.
To say that Mrs. Qiu used the Jiang family as a comparison group wasn't a complete lie. The two families did have some similarities.
First of all, Jiang Mancheng and Qiu Xiangdong were both from the Xihe'an Brigade, so they were considered fellow villagers. They were both recruited into the oil field at the same time and became oil workers, which made them respected in the village.
Besides, their families were both dual-income families, the woman was better off than the man, and they both had only one daughter, so they were often compared. Although Qiu Pan'er's mother was also from the Xihe'an Brigade, because she was a worker's family, and because Qiu Xiangdong started working early, she was also assigned a job, which made them a tie in terms of small family.
But if you count further up, it's a different story. Qiu Xiangdong's father-in-law is the brigade secretary, a formal cadre, earning a monthly salary, while Qiu Xiangdong's family are just ordinary farmers. As for Jiang Mancheng, although his family are all farmers, his father-in-law is a senior oilfield engineer, and his two brothers-in-law are also engineers. How can they compare?
So, in order to show that he is more filial and loves his daughter more, Qiu Xiangdong brought Old Mrs. Qiu over, claiming that he would let the old lady enjoy her life and take care of Qiu Paner at the same time.
It really was just by the way. Qiu Xiangdong was a man who cared about his reputation. Ever since they moved to the tube-shaped building, his wife and Jiang Mancheng's wife both had only one daughter, and both were injured and unable to have more. Jiang Mancheng had made a bold statement, saying that he only wanted one daughter in his life. Could Qiu Xiangdong be so timid? Of course not. Not only was he not timid, Qiu Xiangdong directly brought his biological mother over, saying that she was going to take care of the young daughter.
This is a strange thing. Who doesn't favor boys over girls these days?
Because of this, the story of Qiu Xiangdong and Jiang Mancheng spread throughout the entire office.
When the Women's Federation of the Operations Department saw what great promotional materials they saw, they contacted the Oilfield General Newspaper and spent a week writing promotional materials for the two of them, praising them so much that people were embarrassed to listen.
Although it was embarrassing, the benefits were real. Qiu Xiangdong successfully became the deputy captain, and Jiang Mancheng successfully adjusted his job from a front-line oil worker to an archive manager.
Of course, the excuse was to take better care of his daughter. Well, Jiang Mancheng had done a lot of things to his daughter.
Now, Qiu Paner and Jiang Nan have both graduated from high school, are unemployed, and don't have to go to the countryside. Now, they are being compared again.
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