◎Third update◎
Zhou Yun's thoughts went back to more than ten years ago, when the bodies of his son Xu Mingyuan and daughter-in-law Wu Huacui were found, both of them drowned in the river.
Zhou Yun almost fainted as the elderly saw her young die. However, she had three young children at home and could not collapse. She entrusted Xu Shengwei and Xu Shengya, who were only one year old at the time, to the care of a neighboring lady and forced herself to go over to identify the bodies.
She originally planned to keep this a secret from Xu Shengjie. Xu Shengjie was only twelve years old at the time, still a half-grown boy, and somehow he heard the news and went over quietly.
Zhou Yun wanted to stop his grandson from seeing it, but this guy was stubborn and insisted on seeing it with his own eyes. He would never believe that his parents were gone like this.
"The public security investigation at the time said that the two people accidentally fell into the water, and no one found them in the middle of the night, so they drowned in the water." Zhou Yun still felt sad when she talked about this. She never expected that the second brother and his wife would die like this.
"Grandma, I heard Sheng Jie say before that after a thorough investigation, there was indeed nothing wrong. He even went to the river to check it out himself."
"Yes, you say, two good people are gone just like this, who can bear it?" Zhou Yun was unwilling to face the reality, but there were still three children at home, especially Xiaowei and Xiaoya who were so young, she had to support them. "The National Cotton Mill was also thoughtful, especially Wu Bingnian, who helped our family a lot back then. The mill gave us some consolation pensions and kept a job for us. Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to raise the three of them.
It was Mingliang who took advantage of our hardship to go to the National Cotton Mill in advance and secretly collect the pension. If the old man in the factory hadn't informed me, we wouldn't have known about it!"
Liang Baozhen felt something was wrong. "Aren't my uncle and his wife from the steel mill? How could they go to the National Cotton Mill to claim the pension?"
"Maybe the people in the factory thought Mingliang and Mingyuan were brothers, so they just let them be brought back." Zhou Yun didn't delve into the issue, but she thought about it carefully, recalling every detail of the past, and then she remembered, "I remember that it was Mingliang and his friends who went to the former factory director to make trouble. They thought that something had happened to Mingyuan and Huacui, and the factory had to pay them more. I later found out that they didn't want to do good for Mingyuan and Huacui, nor did they want to ask for future living security for the three children. They just wanted to use this incident to get some money. Anyway, after all the trouble, it finally came to an end. The police also saw that Mingyuan and Huacui died accidentally outside the factory. The factory did not take any responsibility and gave them some compensation as a gift. It happened suddenly. I heard about it a few years later. Mingliang was persuaded to go back by the current factory director Chen Yong. At that time, people in the factory did not want to be involved in this matter, but Chen Yong actually went to help persuade them. Later, when Mingliang came back, he urged us to bury Mingyuan and his wife as soon as possible. His attitude changed so quickly. "
Xu Mingliang was persuaded by Chen Yong to go back? Liang Baozhen remembered that Xu Mingliang mentioned his mother-in-law in his machine gun-like speech just now, saying that his mother-in-law attracted bees and butterflies. Then she thought of what Meng Ping from the fine yarn workshop said before, that Chen Yong had pursued his mother-in-law...
Something just doesn't feel right.
In the evening, Xu Shengjie came back from outside. Hearing that his uncle's family had come again, he looked irritated. This family seemed to be haunting him. "Are they here to cause trouble?"
Liang Baozhen shook her head, "Actually, I came here to please grandma."
Anyone could see that Xu Mingliang and Feng Juan had been flattering and saying nice things this time, and even when they had an argument with their family, their expressions gradually softened. "Do they want to borrow money from us or something?"
Xu Shengjie could still see through the true nature of his uncle's family. "That's not a loan, it's a direct demand. It's impossible to pay it back."
Liang Baozhen thought about it and decided that it was okay to just borrow and not return.
She recalled what happened during the day and asked Xu Shengjie if he had ever suspected Chen Yong. Xu Shengjie was surprised.
"Do you suspect that my parents' deaths are related to Chen Yong, the director of the National Cotton Mill?" In Xu Shengjie's impression, Chen Yong was a very capable person, and he had no other impression of him.
Liang Baozhen couldn't tell, but what Xu Mingliang said today made her doubt. After all, Chen Yong was described in the book as a capable but ruthless man who didn't like to meddle in other people's business. However, all the matters he meddle in were related to his own interests. Why would such a person persuade Xu Mingliang for no reason?
It seemed that everything was done just to end the death of the parents-in-law as soon as possible.
"Yes, could it be that we didn't investigate it clearly back then, or was everything handled too quickly?"
Xu Shengjie's memory of what happened during that period is very confused. As a twelve-year-old child, no matter how rational he is, he cannot be as calm as an adult.
He only remembered that many people came to his house at that time. The current deputy director Wu Bingnian came, but Chen Yong never came. In fact, his family had never had any contact with this person. "But why would Chen Yong... kill my parents? My parents are very good people and they are kind to others in the factory. It is impossible for them to offend anyone."
If his parents were not an accident, Xu Shengjie felt a throbbing pain in his temples when he thought of this possibility.
"I heard from Master Meng that Chen Yong once pursued your mother. Do you know about this?"
Xu Shengjie naturally didn't know, he was too young at the time. When he heard the news, he sat up straight, "You mean, he failed to pursue me, so he gave my parents to..."
The accident that happened to his parents many years ago has always been a scar that Xu Shengjie is reluctant to uncover, but if it was not an accident, he must go and check it out himself.
"I'll go ask Uncle San tomorrow."
Liang Baozhen thought about this matter over and over again, and always felt that something was wrong with Chen Yong.
The next day, Xu Shengjie and Liang Baozhen went to Xu Mingliang's house together. Xu Mingliang was naturally ecstatic to see his nephew, who had already bought a courtyard house, coming to his house.
The best tea and peach cakes were brewed and served, and all the previous shrewd calculations turned into flattery on the face.
His own home was also crowded, with a family of six squeezed into a crowded tube-shaped building. Xu Shengjie's home was so spacious, with only a few people living in a 400-square-meter courtyard house. He wished he could move in right away.
"Sheng Jie, you must have lunch before leaving today. Your aunt has gone to buy meat."
"Uncle San, don't worry about that. I heard that you went to our house yesterday and met grandma and aunt."
"Yes, after not seeing each other for so many years, I am still happy to see your aunt. Back then, your aunt, I and your father..." Speaking of his deceased second brother, Xu Mingliang looked at his nephew and continued when he saw that he looked normal. After all, playing the emotional card is the best. "The three of us have had a good relationship since we were young. It's just a pity."
Xu Shengjie followed his words and said, "Yes, it's a pity that my father is gone. If he and my mother were still here, our family would be truly reunited."
"Yes!" Xu Mingliang felt that playing the emotional card was indeed useful after listening to his nephew's words, and began to falsify the past events many years ago, "Your parents passed away suddenly back then, and you three were still young, so I did a lot of work for you! Xiaojie, the quarrels we had in the past were nothing. Think about it, I am your father's only brother, and I am still your third uncle after all!"
"Uncle San, that makes sense. I remember that when my parents passed away, you did a lot of work behind the scenes..." Xu Shengjie felt sick when he said this, but he still held back and said, "At that time, you went to the National Cotton Mill to argue and said that you wanted to seek justice for our family, right?"
"That's right." Xu Mingliang found that his nephew was only twelve years old at the time and indeed did not see many things clearly. At that time, he and his wife went to the National Cotton Mill to make trouble in order to gain some benefits from it. They did not want their second brother and his wife to die, so they had to make the National Cotton Mill pay more money. Now it is obvious that Xu Shengjie did not understand this. After all, many people thought that Xu Mingliang and his wife were standing up for their brother.
"At that time, your third aunt and I really tried our best to seek justice for your family."
"Then why did you come back so soon?"
"That's still Chen..." Xu Mingliang blurted out, then swallowed his words back immediately, "There's nothing we can do. My second brother and his wife had an accident and fell into the river. It would be good if the People's Cotton Factory could give them some compensation and keep a job for them. We should be content."
Xu Shengjie observed Xu Mingliang's expression, and he obviously regretted blurting out Chen, and immediately changed his words. It seemed that something was indeed wrong.
"Uncle San, I heard that you took advantage of Chen Yong at that time?"
"What Chen Yong?" Xu Mingliang pretended to be deaf, "I don't know him."
The more Xu Mingliang denied it, the more suspicious Xu Shengjie felt. "The current director of the National Cotton Mill, Chen Yong, don't you recognize him?"
"Xiao Jie, who told you that? That's not true!" Xu Mingliang waved his hands repeatedly, "I really don't know him."
Liang Baozhen suddenly interrupted, "Third Uncle, we heard that people outside said that you took the hundred yuan from Chen Yong and urged my parents-in-law to hurry up and bury the body."
"Bullshit!" Feng Juan got anxious when she heard this. Who is talking nonsense? "We only took ten yuan!"
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