After May Day, it is basically summer. Although you can wear light clothes during the day, it is still a bit cold at night, so everyone will put on a thin jacket.
Xiang Hongqi was no exception. He pulled his thin coat closer as he walked, trying to keep warm.
The weather is good today, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, so the light is shining brightly that you don’t need a flashlight to walk, as you can still see the road ahead clearly.
The road from the methane plant's staff quarters to the middle of the steel plant was still a bit far, and he was used to walking there, but he heard a rustling sound in the corner of the wall.
As a man, he was not afraid of these things in the middle of the night. He thought they were wild cats in heat and didn't take them seriously.
Xiang Hongqi thought that since he had no money in his pocket, even if he met a robber, his pockets would be cleaner than his face. The robbers could not rob him of his money, and would not be attracted to his sex at his age. So why should he panic?
Suddenly, a weak gasp was heard from the wild woods nearby.
Xiang Hongqi felt his scalp tingle when he heard this. He quickened his pace, wanting to leave as soon as possible.
Wow, this is not a wild cat, it’s a wild mandarin duck!
It's really embarrassing to run into someone. It would be even more embarrassing if it's an acquaintance. I might as well walk faster!
Xiang Hongqi was about to walk out of the range of the noise, but he heard them chatting as if they had finished their work, and they mentioned a familiar name.
The man was furious afterwards and said indignantly: "...Wang Chunyan is so shameless that she even stole the bicycle my dad bought!"
Xiang Hongqi stopped walking quickly, took two steps back quietly, and squatted down to listen carefully.
Let's pause at work and let him listen to what's going on with the eldest daughter-in-law, Wang Chunting's sister?
Even if you are someone who doesn't like gossip, if you hear someone talking about something related to your family's reputation, you can't help but listen.
A pair of wild mandarin ducks obviously did not notice Xiang Hongqi and continued to mutter.
The woman brushed away the messy hair on her flushed face, her face dripping with sweat and full of satisfaction. If the Wang Chunyan mentioned by the man came to see her, she would immediately know who she was.
The woman half-closed her eyes and exhaled softly, "Hey, brother, of course a bicycle is expensive. Why don't you just beat her up?"
I turned over, crossed my hands behind my head and looked up at the sky. The feeling of being under the sky was so comfortable.
The man said lazily, "This old woman is as cunning as her mother. She has too much information about our family. I beat her because I'm afraid she will spread it around."
Wang Chunyan's intelligence ability is completely inherited from her biological mother Ming Erni. Sometimes she doesn't need to know the truth of the matter, she can guess it from clues.
The last time she was getting a divorce, she brazenly exposed the scandal between Hu Guangzong and Hu Lian'er, which led to her successful divorce.
The phrase "the child has six fingers" almost caused a family crisis in the Hu family. The Hu family couldn't understand how Wang Chunyan knew all this.
The woman leaned against the man softly and tenderly: "She knows so much, why do you still keep her?"
The most ruthless words of eradicating the evil were spoken in the most innocent and pure voice, and Xiang Hongqi, who was eavesdropping, felt secretly heavy in his heart.
This is a human life. How could this woman be so cruel to kill someone just for a bicycle?
Even the man was shocked. "Are you crazy? If anything happens to Wang Chunyan, who wouldn't suspect our family? Do you really think the police are just there to do nothing?"
There are always precedents of people being sent to jail for murder in the county. Who would be willing to spend decades in jail for the life of an old woman?
The man's biggest thought was to put the woman in a sack and beat her up, but Wang Chunyan was always vigilant and stayed at home rarely. Even when she went out to take on work, there was always someone accompanying her, so she was never alone.
Now there was no way to retaliate for the resentment in their hearts, and the Hu family members felt aggrieved.
The woman rested her head on the man's shoulder and acted as coquettishly as possible: "Oh, I'm doing this for your own good. I don't want you to be criticized."
There was a lot of sweetness in her voice, and it was obvious that she was a master at acting coquettishly.
The man was rubbed in the woman's arms and for a moment he forgot her harsh words: "Okay, okay, you are good at everything. It would be even better if you could give birth to a baby for me."
The woman was silent for a moment, then said coquettishly, "Hey, didn't your wife give birth to your son Yaozu? Why are you still thinking about her belly?"
After hearing this, Xiang Hongqi already knew the man's identity. It was obviously Wang Chunyan's stepson Hu Guangzong!
What about this woman?
He suppressed his guess and widened his eyes.
The story of the brother-sister incest had spread throughout the methane plant's staff quarters. Even though Xiang Hongqi had never paid attention to gossip, he had heard about it.
Combining the context, any guess would reveal the man's identity.
Hu Guangzong stroked his chin and thought, "Do you think it's possible that our biological mother has more than just us two children, and there are more outside?"
Driven by lust, he wanted to find an excuse to seek benefits for himself and slander Old Wang's wife.
I don't know what's going on in his mind, maybe he just looks down on people.
That’s right, the two people are Hu Guangzong and Hu Lianer.
Even though the incident caused a huge uproar in the city, they still kept in touch privately.
Hu Lian'er absentmindedly said a few perfunctory words: "Who knows, there really is another child. It would be better if we could go to the Huo family to find relatives. That's why we shouldn't stay here."
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