Chapter 92 I'm such a good person
Cheng Jiajia's right eyelid kept twitching at work today, and Old Man Wang even joked that a twitching right eyelid meant bad luck.
At the time, she firmly stated that this was feudal superstition and that we should believe in science now, leaving Old Man Wang speechless, but she herself was a little apprehensive.
After all, she knew that Qin Weimin had been lurking in the shadows, preparing to deal with them.
Cheng Jiajia naturally thought of the unknown medicine that Aunt Yan had bought a couple of days ago, and immediately became worried about Yu Junsheng.
Could it be that something really happened to him?
Once the thought takes hold, it's impossible to stop it.
Cheng Jiajia was eager to see Yu Junsheng to confirm his safety, but she was at work and he was at work, so she couldn't let such a baseless intuition interfere with Yu Junsheng's work.
If nothing happens, wouldn't that be a laughing stock?
After finally getting off work, Cheng Jiajia said goodbye to Old Man Wang and rushed home like a whirlwind.
With something on her mind, Cheng Jiajia walked quickly and soon arrived at the tenement.
She thought she'd wait at home for news, hoping it might just be a false alarm.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the Second Hospital, she saw Aunt Yan sitting at the entrance of the Guo family's house, chatting awkwardly with Aunt Cao.
Because of the series of troubles that have befallen her family, Aunt Yan has lost face and hasn't shown her face in public for some time.
It's really strange that they came out today.
Look at Aunt Cao's unwilling face, you'd think she was being forced to chat.
Cheng Jiajia found it somewhat amusing. Normally, she would have definitely gone over to tease Aunt Cao, but unfortunately, she wasn't in the mood today.
Cheng Jiajia casually greeted someone and was about to go inside when Aunt Yan stopped her.
"Hey, Xiao Cheng, what's all the fuss about? What happened at your house?"
Cheng Jiajia paused as she stepped across the threshold, sensing something was amiss. She turned to look at Aunt Yan, "Aunt Yan, what are you talking about? How did you know something was wrong with my family?"
Aunt Yan realized she had let something slip, gave a dry laugh, and quickly tried to cover it up, "Well, I just thought something had happened to your family because you looked so anxious and had such a long face. Sigh, you still haven't told me what happened at home."
Whether it was her imagination or not, she seemed to detect a hint of excitement in those words.
Cheng Jiajia narrowed her eyes slightly, staring intently into Aunt Yan's eyes.
Her eyes flickered, avoiding direct eye contact with Cheng Jiajia, but a hint of smugness played on her lips.
Seeing this, Cheng Jiajia had a bad feeling.
Could it be that the old silver coin dealer surnamed Qin really made a move today?
For reasons unknown, Aunt Yan sighed again, "You're pitiful too. You only had a short time of good life after marrying into this family, and then..."
She looked at Cheng Jiajia with a mixture of condescension and pity.
Aunt Yan was naturally aware of the man's plans, but she didn't know that Qin Weimin's scheme was to help his 'darling' daughter get a job. She only thought that he wanted to use his connections to help his third son, so she was very supportive.
Seeing that the Wu family's approach was not feasible in the short term, Aunt Yan paid special attention to Deng Guangming's approach.
She had been on tenterhooks ever since Qin Weimin left in the morning. In the afternoon, she went straight to the Guo family's door in the Second Hospital and sat down, talking to Aunt Cao in a dry, unhelpful manner, craning her neck to wait for good news.
We can also see how Cheng Jiajia, who has had a smooth life since marrying into the family, is devastated.
It's sure to make people very happy.
If you were to ask who the young wives Aunt Yan disliked most in this courtyard, besides Hu Mei, it would be Cheng Jiajia.
Back when she first married Lao Qin, she was constantly being disciplined by her mother-in-law. It wasn't until she finally outlived her mother-in-law after several decades that she was able to enjoy a few years of peace.
They're all new brides, so why is Cheng Jiajia able to live so comfortably and have such a good life?
Now things are really messed up; the man is going to the Northwest to eat sand, and who knows where his young wife's future lies.
Just thinking about it makes me happy.
She said deliberately, "Xiao Cheng, if you ever have any difficulties in the future, just come to me. I'll definitely lend you a hand if I can."
They were certain that Yu Junsheng would get into trouble today.
Cheng Jiajia suppressed her turbulent emotions and said with a forced smile, "Aunt Yan, you're really something. It sounds like you're hoping something bad will happen to my family. If I need anything, I'll just talk to my husband. I don't need to bother you, Aunt Yan."
Aunt Cao also curled her lip, "That's what I think too. Old Yan, that's not fair of you. We're all neighbors, why don't you wish Junsheng and his wife well?"
How could Aunt Yan possibly admit it? Her eyes reddened and she blurted out, "Xiao Cheng, I was just showing you some concern. How could you say such a thing to me? You're so ungrateful, you've really hurt my feelings."
Cheng Jiajia wasn't buying it and immediately retorted, "Oh, thank you so much for your trouble, but you shouldn't bother with this anymore. After all, you have plenty of things to worry about at home. Are Sister-in-law Sun and Sister-in-law Jin satisfied with the division of the family property? Is your third daughter-in-law's pregnancy stable? Does the Wu family know that she almost miscarried again?"
Aunt Yan: "..."
With a "slurp".
Aunt Yan swallowed the tears that were about to fall from her eyes.
She choked up completely.
Damn, how can this little wench have such a sharp tongue?
They deliberately stabbed her in the heart!
These are the very things that have been troubling me these past few days.
Cheng Jiajia sneered, "And your eldest grandson, you'd better teach him a lesson, lest he bump into some pregnant woman again. This time it's your own child, so it's easier to talk to him and we won't hold it against him. But if he bumps into someone else's, then there's really nothing we can do."
She was in a bad mood, and since this old man insisted on walking into the line of fire, she wouldn't hold back.
When it came to her eldest grandson, whom she herself couldn't bear to scold or beat, she was furious that someone else was treating him like this. She let slip, "Pah! My children are all fine! You think someone like your Yu Junsheng, who does nothing but bad things, deserved to be arrested!"
She smiled smugly again, "It's not even certain whether your Yu Junsheng will be back tonight. You should worry more about your future. Do you really think that marrying Yu Junsheng will make you a city dweller and allow you to live a peaceful and comfortable life?"
Something really happened!
The only reason this old man is so certain is that they made their move today.
Cheng Jiajia's heart sank. She could only hope that what she had taught Yu Junsheng these past few days would come in handy, and that the boy would be smart enough not to fall into their trap.
She was about to say something more, hoping to get some useful information out of Aunt Yan.
"You don't need to worry about that, Aunt Yan. If you have the time, you should worry about your Qin Ziwen instead."
Cheng Jiajia turned around in surprise, "Junsheng, you're back?!"
"Honey, it's only been a few hours, and you already miss me this much?"
Yu Junsheng, dressed in work clothes, strolled lazily over to the front yard with a leisurely smile on his face, making a silly joke.
Cheng Jiajia glared at him, "Speak properly!"
She felt relieved; his safe return proved that everything was alright.
"Alright, alright, I can't disobey my wife." Yu Junsheng continued to act up, which made Cheng Jiajia slap him before he behaved.
Aunt Yan was shocked and exclaimed, "You...you...how did you come back?"
Yu Junsheng raised an eyebrow, quite surprised. "Auntie, what are you saying? Why can't I come back? Where else am I supposed to go if I don't go home after get off work? I'm not like Uncle Qin, you know? Oh dear, I shouldn't have said that. Why did I have to reopen your wounds? It's my fault, my fault..." Yu Junsheng apologized, but his face clearly showed otherwise.
These words were a blatant insinuation that Qin Weimin and Bai Zhenzhu were having an affair and that Qin Weimin had another family outside the marriage.
Cheng Jiajia immediately suppressed a laugh; this person's mouth was still so sharp.
You've taken all the bamboo shoots from the mountain.
Aunt Cao was equally sharp-tongued. "My goodness, this kid's mouth is still so venomous. We mustn't mess with him in the future."
Aunt Yan's face kept changing colors, from blue to purple.
She naturally knew about the ambiguous relationship between Qin Weimin and Bai Zhenzhu.
It's one thing to know it yourself, but it's quite another to have a junior say it to your face.
Aunt Yan felt annoyed that she was being laughed at by the people in front of her, and was about to say something, but soon she realized something.
He asked hurriedly, "Where are your Uncle Qin and Ziwen? Haven't they gotten off work yet?"
Forget about Lao Qin, Lao San usually doesn't need to work overtime and comes back right after work, but why is he nowhere to be seen today?
In my panic just now, I didn't even notice the meaning behind Yu Junsheng's words. Now that I think about it, something seems off.
What does it mean that he made me worry about the third child?
Aunt Yan's heart pounded; she had a bad feeling that something was wrong.
Then Yu Junsheng smiled slightly, his mouth like a snake's forked tongue coated with poison, spitting out the very result he least wanted to hear.
"Uncle Qin, you should be at the factory with your third son, right?"
"Aunt Yan, are you wondering what happened to Qin Ziwen?"
Yu Junsheng looked hesitant, "Hey, please don't be angry when I tell you, Qin Ziwen was caught by the leaders for having an affair at the factory. Uncle Qin even led the arrest himself. Isn't that strange? Does Uncle Qin have some kind of grudge against Lao San? Why would he be so ruthless?"
Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud "thump".
Aunt Yan rolled her eyes and fainted.
Yu Junsheng grew anxious, "Hey Aunt Yan, Aunt Yan, Aunt Yan, I haven't finished speaking yet, please listen to me..."
...
Yu Junsheng put on a heartfelt performance, even going so far as to perform emergency first aid on Aunt Yan, pinching her philtrum until it bled. Aunt Yan had no choice but to 'slowly wake up' before he stopped.
He breathed a sigh of relief. "Aunt Yan, you're finally awake. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to explain to Brother Qin and Sister Qin. You know, I only said a few words to you and you fainted. If word got out, people would think I did something to you."
"Now that you're awake, I can leave now. Auntie, please get some rest. My wife and I are going home now."
Seeing that Aunt Yan's face was growing increasingly pale and her breathing becoming rapid, Yu Junsheng smiled again and said sincerely,
"Auntie, you're welcome. It's what I should do! I'm just a good person."
Aunt Yan closed her eyes tightly and wailed at the top of her lungs, "My son! My son, you've offended a villain!"
Yu Junsheng heard it but pretended not to hear it.
"Forget it, she's sick and old. What if something happens to her?" Will she blame me?
He held his wife's hand and walked home, sighing inwardly, "He's such a kind person."
It's rare to see someone so considerate of patients.
Cheng Jiajia kept turning her head to observe his expression, quite surprised. After entering the house, she laughed and said, "You're really something, look how angry you've made him." Mainly, you're really shameless.
Yu Junsheng denied it, claiming he was completely innocent. "Don't talk nonsense. When did I ever upset anyone? I was just trying to be kind by telling Aunt Yan about her son. I also kindly woke up the unconscious neighbor. I'm such a good person."
Cheng Jiajia: "..."
Her lips twitched. If she kept spouting nonsense, she might even fool herself.
However, seeing him return unharmed, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Only then did I have the mind to ask, "What happened today?"
"What's going on today?"
Yu Junsheng stopped joking around and told Cheng Jiajia in detail what had happened in the warehouse that afternoon.
Enraged, Cheng Jiajia slammed her hand on the table and cursed, "These people are inherently evil!"
The issue of male-female conduct is now being strictly addressed; if someone is convicted of hooliganism, they could face execution.
After all, they had lived in the same courtyard for so long, and I've heard that Yu's father had a pretty good relationship with Qin Weimin when he was alive. Is that what you mean by "pretty good"?
An old friend died, and he schemed against his son time and time again, the kind of person who would rather die than see his son suffer for a little benefit.
Even ordinary neighbors wouldn't go to this extent.
To be honest, although the neighbors in this compound are a bit eccentric and often quarrel, she has never seen a conflict so serious that she felt like she wanted to die.
So Cheng Jiajia asked suspiciously, "Are you sure your dad and he had a good relationship before?"
Yu Junsheng was afraid that his wife might break something in her anger, so he quickly took her hand and coaxed her, "Wife, don't slam the table, it will hurt your hand."
"Thanks to the tricks you taught me, my wife, otherwise I would have been in real trouble today."
He used the few moves Cheng Jiajia taught him to knock out Widow Zhou, then pried open the warehouse door with a wire, and then knocked Qin Ziwen unconscious.
Then he replied, "I was very sure before, but now I need to reconsider."
"I'll take you to look through my parents' belongings another day and see if they've left any traces."
Cheng Jiajia gradually calmed down before Yu Junsheng continued talking about the aftermath of Qin Ziwen's indecent behavior.
"Qin Ziwen has been arrested, and the outcome of his case is still pending."
How would the factory handle this kind of thing?
"It's hard to say."
Qin Ziwen will definitely not admit to this, and Widow Zhou will not admit it even after she wakes up. This matter can be minor or serious, and how to handle it depends on the factory's decision.
...
Leaving aside the shock and panic the Qin family felt after they learned that Qin Ziwen had been caught having affairs with women in the factory.
After learning that Zheng Haicheng had stolen her chicken cake and given it to that little brat Bai Xiaohui, Aunt Chang was still seething with anger.
But she couldn't bear to vent her anger on her own son, so she could only torment Jiang Qiubai more and more to find some relief.
These past few days, Jiang Qiubai has been doing more and more work, as Chang Dafeng often deliberately makes the house dirty to make her do chores.
Jiang Qiubai was constantly on the go, feeling utterly miserable. He wanted to ask Zheng Haiyang for help, but for some reason, Zheng Haiyang's expression was even colder than it had been a few days ago.
Previously, she simply ignored Jiang Qiubai, but now she looks at her with disgust.
Jiang Qiubai could only swallow his grievances.
As her life became increasingly difficult, she began to hatch her own schemes.
That afternoon, Jiang Qiubai pretended to vomit a few times in front of Chang Dafeng.
Unfortunately, Chang Dafeng didn't care at all.
Jiang Qiubai cursed the old hag under his breath!
The second time, after dinner, Jiang Qiubai vomited again in front of Chang Dafeng.
This startled Zheng Haicheng and Zheng Haiyan. They looked disgusted and scolded, "Hey, how can you be so uncouth? We're eating, why are you vomiting? How disgusting!"
Jiang Qiubai vomited a few more times.
Zheng Haiyan was utterly disgusted and yelled, "Mom, look at her! What kind of person is she?!"
Chang Dafeng suddenly stopped, as if realizing something. "You...you...you're not pregnant, are you?"
Everyone was immediately startled, their eyes falling on Jiang Qiubai's stomach.
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