Chapter 89 Chapter 89 Handprint

Tong Caifeng looked at her husband's gloomy face and felt a little uneasy at first, but then she straightened her back and said, "I took her to the hospital. They said she looked pale and thin and not healthy. I was afraid that people would say we were gossiping and that we were mistreating her."

Head Fang was very concerned about his reputation, so he stopped what he was about to say. After a while, he said, "Eat less and leave some snacks in your cabinet for her."

Tong Caifeng raised her eyebrows and said, "Give it to her? I'm giving it to her to nourish her body so that she can have a son. What else does she want to do if she drinks milk every day? How can I have so much money to spend on her?"

Leader Fang was angry and asked, "You have the time to take her all the way to the city to see a doctor, but you don't have money to buy her food?"

"I treated her because I was afraid people would gossip about our family," she said, with her hands on her hips, "I'm not afraid of people talking about us, but it's mainly you. If people talk about us, it's you, the head of the Fang group, who will lose face!"

Captain Fang choked and said in a temper, "Don't take her to the city next time. A child this young cannot go far away. Fortunately, Captain Xia found her today, otherwise you wouldn't even know the child was missing."

Tong Caifeng curled her lips, thinking that Captain Xia and his annoying wife were meddling in other people's business! If the child was lost, it was lost. What did it have to do with them?

Seeing that she didn't know what she was thinking, Director Fang asked again, "Did you hear me?"

Tong Caifeng said impatiently, "I know, I know. Do you think I want to take her out? It's exhausting to carry her all the way."

As she said this, she picked up her bag and went to the room. The bag contained the groceries she bought at the department store. She had to put them away carefully because the two damn girls at home were as cunning as the reincarnation of the rat spirit.

Seeing Tong Caifeng approaching, the narrow door of the next small room closed quietly.

Inside the house were two sisters, Lai Di and Xiang Di.

Lai Di said to her sister: "She did it on purpose, she just wanted to throw her away!"

Xiangdi shrank her shoulders and said timidly, "Will she abandon us too? Sister, I'm scared."

Lai Di patted her sister on the shoulder and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, just don't go out alone with her. Remember Dad's name and the unit he was in. Even if we get lost by accident, just go find the police and ask them to send us back."

"Yeah, I'll remember that." Xiangdi nodded vigorously.

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The next day, Tong Caifeng kept thinking about what that person had said to her: As long as you have this daughter, you will never have a son in your life.

No son...

Tong Caifeng thought about the ending of her previous life, and also thought that she was living in a novel. Could this be her fate arranged by someone?

Tong Caifeng became angrier the more she thought about it. She went out after breakfast and went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative. Seeing Yang Panjun talking to customers with a smile behind the counter, she became furious.

I had previously thought that the position at the supply and marketing cooperative would not belong to the heroine of this novel, but who knew that after all the hassles and troubles she had, besides the misfortune of being bitten by a snake and being hospitalized, this job was still given to her.

There was also the kindergarten in the family compound that I thought was built to reduce the burden of raising my own children. However, not only did the people there target me, but they also helped Yang Panjun take care of the children.

I remember that when I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things in my last life, Yang Panjun was working with her child on her back. Her busy hands and haggard face relieved the depression of not having a son for a while.

But now, Yang Panjun doesn't look like her elder self at all. She is full of energy like an unmarried girl.

Seeing Yang Panjun's smiling face, Tong Caifeng's face turned dark with anger. She walked over and said in a shrill voice, "I want to buy linen."

Yang Panjun was stunned for a moment when he saw Tong Caifeng's sullen face, then he smiled politely and said, "Okay, we have two colors of linen here, one with floral patterns and one with navy blue. Sister-in-law, which one would you like?"

Tong Caifeng raised his chin and said, "Show me both."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Yang Panjun took two rolls of cloth from the shelf at the back and placed them on the counter. "Take a look at what kind you want and how much you want. I'll cut it for you."

Tong Caifeng stretched out her hand and touched the two cloths one by one.

"Oh my!" Yang Panjun exclaimed, "Sister-in-law, what is that in your hand?"

Yang Panjun watched intently as Tong Caifeng touched the two pieces of cloth, leaving two large black handprints on them. The handprint was particularly obvious on the piece of cloth with a lighter pattern.

Tong Caifeng pouted and said, "You have the nerve to give me this rag when it's so dirty. Isn't this cheating? Who is your leader? I want to complain to you."

Yang Panjun looked at the two dirty handprints, anxious and angry, and said, "Sister-in-law, it was obviously you who dirty the cloth."

Tong Caifeng shouted at the top of her voice: "Don't open your mouth and make false accusations. It was you who used the dirty cloth to fool us, and now you want to turn the tables and make false accusations! Come and judge the matter. The supply and marketing cooperative insisted on selling the dirty cloth to me."

She shouted loudly, attracting people who were buying things around her.

Tong Caifeng became even more excited when she saw someone, and she pointed at Yang Panjun and started to confuse right and wrong: "It was her, a salesperson at the supply and marketing cooperative, she was very bad, she deliberately sold me dirty cloth, and she refused to admit it even after I exposed her. Look, there is no such person."

The people around looked at the two large handprints clearly visible on the two pieces of cloth and shook their heads, feeling sorry. Although they were linen, they were still cloth.

"Tsk tsk, such good cloth has been made so dirty, isn't this a waste?"

"I think it should be okay to take it home and wash it with soap. Last time I bought a bar of soap at a department store in the city. Washing clothes with it is much cleaner than washing by hand. The clothes smell good after washing."

"Hey, scented soap, that would be more expensive."

“It’s only a few cents more.”

......

Tong Caifeng's expression froze when she heard what they said. What was wrong with these people? Shouldn't they join her in condemning Yang Panjun? Why were they discussing soap?

The main reason was that Tong Caifeng's reputation was well known in the family compound, and the people present more or less knew who she was, so no one spoke up for her right away.

As for Yang Panjun, she had just arrived and no one knew her well, so no one spoke up for her. They just changed the subject and started talking about soap.

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Because we won first prize in a competition in the city yesterday, all the children and teachers in the kindergarten have a day off today.

Meng Yufei also took half a day off today to stay at home with her daughter and have a good rest.

The mother and daughter slept in the morning, and after getting up, they had a leisurely breakfast. Meng Yufei fried a poached egg for each of them. Except that it was a little burnt around the edges, it tasted good.

Little fan Wang Xiaqinqin ate the poached eggs made by her mother and naturally praised them. She turned her head and looked around the house and asked, "Mom, where is Dad?"

Meng Yufei explained: "Dad went to work."

"So mom doesn't have to go to work today?"

"Mom will go to work in the afternoon. Can we rest at home in the morning?"

"Yeah, okay."

After breakfast, Meng Yufei went to the closet to find a goose yellow dress for her daughter to change into, combed her hair into a bun, and pinned it with a shiny hairpin.

Xia Qinqin happily ran to the mirror, touched the hairpin on her head, lifted the hem of her skirt, and turned around on tiptoe. After learning dance for a while, she turned around much more lightly.

"Mom, I look really good in my outfit today." Xia Qinqin smiled and looked at Meng Yufei behind her through the mirror.

"Yes, Qinqin is the prettiest." Meng Yufei nodded with a smile.

Meng Yufei also changed into a plain long skirt. The two of them put on the same white sneakers, one carrying a shoulder bag and the other carrying a small schoolbag, and went out.

"Let's go buy some fruit, Qinqin, what kind of fruit do you want?"

“I want to eat lychees!”

"Okay, let's go buy some lychees."

When the mother and daughter went out and passed the intersection, they saw Qi Huiying squatting on the other side of the grass, as if digging something. Meng Yufei didn't pay much attention to her and walked away with Xia Qinqin.

Qi Huiying has been lying at home these days. Her leg injury has finally healed and she can walk around the yard in high heels again.

She walked to the pit where she fell, looked at the new soil that had been filled on it, rolled her eyes, walked forward to throw the soil out, and then covered it with a layer of grass.

Only when she could no longer see the shape of the pit did she clapped her hands in satisfaction.

Why did she fall into this pit and then have to fill it up with her own family? She wished that other people would fall into it as well. Why did she have to be the only one to suffer?

As for Gu Jingwei, who filled the gap, she had automatically attributed it to her own relatives.

The last time Gu Jingwei came, he just stayed for two nights. He didn't borrow money, ask for help, or threaten Qi Huiying with the previous incident, which made Qi Huiying feel relieved.

I heard that Gu Jingwei is now a reporter for a newspaper, a very respectable job. Qi Huiying looked up to him for once and wondered in her heart if she could also work at a newspaper. After all, she was a high school student and working at a newspaper would be in line with her status as an educated person.

Meng Yufei, holding Xia Qinqin's hand, slowly came to the supply and marketing cooperative. When she was about to go to the fruit stall to weigh the fruits, she heard a noise coming from the house.

"I'm going to complain to you! How can a liar like you work here?"

Meng Yufei recognized the voice as Tong Caifeng's.

Then an anxious female voice came out, "Sister-in-law, it was you who made the cloth dirty. How could you, how could you wrongly accuse me?"

"Why do you say I made it dirty? Who saw it? Who has evidence? You are just making up stories and accusing people of something. Do you think you are a salesperson and can bully people?"

"you……"

Yang Panjun's eyes were filled with tears after being scolded by Tong Caifeng. How could this person be so bad? She suddenly thought of those people in her hometown who bullied her.

Tong Caifeng put her hands on her waist and yelled at the top of her voice: "People like you shouldn't work here. You soiled the cloth yourself and then you blamed the customer. Do you think I'm an easy target?"

Today she was determined to teach this crappy novel heroine a lesson. It would be best if she could ruin her job. Why was she still so arrogant every day?

"We'll know who broke it by testing it."

A clear female voice rang out, and everyone turned around to look. They recognized the person as Director Meng from the Finance Department of the Family Affairs Institute, and the onlookers consciously made way for her.

Meng Yufei walked over with her daughter, and looked down at the two pieces of cloth on the counter. There were two bright black handprints on them.

"Are you arguing about who left this handprint?" Meng Yufei asked.

Tong Caifeng immediately said, "What does it have to do with you? You are not the person in charge of the supply and marketing cooperative. What does it have to do with you?"

Meng Yufei looked at the salesperson at the next counter and asked, "Is your Director Zhao here today?"

"Yes, yes, in the back office."

"Then please ask her to come out."

"Oh, okay."

Meng Yufei turned to look at Yang Panjun and asked, "Did you dirty this cloth?"

Yang Panjun immediately shook his head and said, "It's not me."

From the moment Meng Yufei walked in, Yang Panjun felt inexplicably calmed down, as if he had found his backbone.

"I showed it to my sister-in-law, and she touched it with her hands, and her handprints were left on the two pieces of cloth." Yang Panjun's tone was filled with grievance.

Tong Caifeng immediately shouted, "You bastard, what are you talking about? It was obviously you who made it dirty, and you want to blame it on me? This cloth belongs to your supply and marketing cooperative, and you were responsible for taking it. It was you who made it dirty."

"It's not me! It was obviously you who made it dirty." Yang Panjun said seriously.

"It's you, you bitch..." Tong Caifeng was about to take action, but Meng Yufei stopped her and grabbed her wrist.

"Tong Caifeng! Talk nicely, do you want to fight?" Meng Yufei said sternly.

Tong Caifeng was dissatisfied and said, "Who do you think you are to control me? Is this your territory?"

"This is the territory of the supply and marketing cooperative. What right do you have to make trouble here?" A loud voice came, and Zhao Meixia came out from the office in the back and said, "Sister Tong, I am the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, and Director Meng is the leader of the logistics department. Don't you have the final say over the two of us here?"

Tong Caifeng saw Zhao Meixia coming out and snorted, "So what if you're the director? Anyway, it was you from the supply and marketing cooperative who wronged me today. You have to give me an explanation."

Zhao Meixia said: "It is still unclear who soiled the cloth. What do you want to say?"

"Oh, now that you're a leader you don't know people anymore. A few months ago you were just a salesperson. Now that you're a director you think you're so great. Why are you putting on airs?"

Tong Caifeng couldn't stand Zhao Meixia. Her husband was just a battalion commander. When she came to buy things before, he greeted her with a smile.

It's just luck that I became a small leader, what's the point of being a director?

Zhao Meixia said angrily: "You... who is putting on airs?"

Tong Caifeng curled her lips and said, "You supply and marketing cooperatives are using dirty cloth to frame me. If you don't give me an explanation today, I will report you to the army. I'll see if you guys can still act so arrogantly then."

After hearing her report, the people present looked at each other, communicating something silently in their eyes. Apparently they had guessed who the person who had reported Wei Shufang was.

Zhao Meixia was so angry at her that she was speechless.

Seeing this, Yang Panjun pursed his lips silently, thinking that it would be better for him to take the matter upon himself so as not to implicate Director Zhao.

At this time, Meng Yufei spoke up: "Even if you report it to the military, they will send people down to investigate and they will have to provide evidence. It's not that whoever reports it is right."

Zhao Meixia nodded and agreed: "Yes, you said we wronged you, do you have any evidence?"

Tong Caifeng pointed at the cloth on the counter and said, "Isn't it obvious? This is the cloth that your supply and marketing cooperative sold to me. They said the handprints on it were made by me, but look at my hands," and then she raised her own hands for everyone to see.

"My palms are clean, not dirty. Isn't this an injustice?"

While she was talking, Tong Caifeng had quietly rubbed her palms on her pants to get rid of all the dust.

At this moment, she looked smugly at Zhao Meixia and Yang Panjun behind the counter, thinking, let's see how you guys try to argue.

Zhao Meixia and Yang Panjun were indeed left angry and helpless by her actions.

Meng Yufei smiled, she cleared her throat and said, "Sister Tong, do you know what the signature in the signature means?"

Tong Caifeng was stunned and stared at her, "What do you mean?"

Meng Yufei smiled and took a step towards the counter. She took Yang Panjun's hand and raised it up, saying, "Look, everyone. Salesperson Yang's hands are very small and delicate. If her hands dirty the cloth, then the handprints on the cloth should also be small handprints."

As she spoke, she picked up another piece of cloth and placed the dirty handprint next to Yang Panjun's hand for comparison.

"Look again, the handprint on this piece of cloth is a whole circle bigger than the one made by salesperson Yang. How could it be made by her?" Meng Yufei said calmly.

Everyone looked at Yang Panjun's delicate hands, then looked at the black handprint on the cloth next to it, and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, this handprint is too big, just like a man's hand."

"That's right. It's obvious that this wasn't done by Yang the salesperson."

Tong Caifeng stood there for a moment, but she continued to make excuses without giving up: "It could have been done by someone else from the supply and marketing cooperative. There are so many of them here."

Meng Yufei said, "Sister-in-law, why don't you raise your hand like you did just now to prove your innocence." She handed the cloth over, "Here, compare it with the handprint on the cloth, isn't it obvious at a glance?"

Tong Caifeng held her hand tightly, refusing to raise it. "There are so many different kinds of hands. How can you determine whose handprint it is based on the size of the handprint?"

Meng Yufei smiled and nodded, saying, "Well, what you said makes sense. Then let's use a more precise method."

She turned to look at Zhao Meixia and said, "Director Zhao, do you have any ink?"

Zhao Meixia nodded quickly: "Yes, I'll get it for you."

After saying that, he turned around and ran to the office at the back. After a few seconds, he came out with a box of ink and a piece of paper that he had just torn from a notebook. It was obvious that he understood what Meng Yufei was going to do.

Meng Yufei smiled at her.

He turned to Tong Caifeng and said, "Sister Tong, since you insist that this handprint is not yours, please print your hand on the paper so that we can compare your handprint with the handprint on the cloth carefully."

"Look, the handprints on the cloth are quite clear. Even the fingerprints are clearly visible. Once you compare them, you can immediately tell whose they are."

Zhao Meixia also nodded and said, "Yes, everyone in our supply and marketing cooperative can print out their fingerprints for everyone to compare and see who it is."

Tong Caifeng drew her hand with a guilty conscience and said, "You, just print it if you want to. What if they deliberately found someone with a hand that looks like mine?"

Meng Yufei said: "Don't worry, everyone's fingerprints are unique, otherwise why did people have signatures and seals in ancient times? Even now, fingerprints have the same legal effect. If everyone's fingerprints are similar, why do we need to ask everyone to return their fingerprints?"

The onlookers echoed: "Yes, signature has been the most useful since ancient times."

"There's no mistake about this. I've seen it, and my handprints are indeed different from others."

"Really? I didn't even notice it."

"Next time, please look carefully. All government agencies recognize fingerprints."

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Meng Yufei looked at Tong Caifeng with a smile and said in a calm tone: "Sister-in-law, this is a good time to prove your innocence, come and press it." Then she pointed to the opened red ink on the counter.

Tong Caifeng glanced left and right, and the onlookers were also urging her to print it.

"Print it quickly. We'll know once it comes out."

"Yes, this method is the simplest and clearest. It will be immediately clear who made the cloth dirty."

"Director Meng still knows more."

"Of course, I am a college student."

…

Tong Caifeng stood there in a daze, her mind went blank, and for a moment she couldn't think of anything to refute.

Although Meng Yufei's smiling face was in front of her, she inexplicably felt a chill in her heart.

This abominable woman, how can she be so disgusting!