"You're the one who injured my leg, so you have to give me money for treatment."
Although Wang Meihua had several cuts on her body, they were all superficial injuries and did not cause any serious damage. After being bandaged up, she had to go back with the administrator.
She never expected that Zhang Changsheng would have the nerve to ask her for money.
"You're dreaming!"
Zhang Changsheng glanced at the man guarding them, who was standing at the door smoking and watching them.
Thinking that the other party couldn't hear him at this distance, Zhang Changsheng dragged his crippled leg closer and said, "I don't care about the money, I'll just let everyone know how you killed your husband."
"you!"
Wang Meihua had barely uttered a word when she noticed the gatekeeper's eyes instantly glancing at them. She immediately lowered her voice, "It was you who wanted to be with me that I..."
"That was done by you."
"You shameless person!"
Zhang Changsheng wore that roguish smile. "What's the use of having a face! What I need now is a good leg."
Wang Meihua took a few deep breaths. "Don't forget, your hands aren't clean either. You killed that bitch and her father."
"Do you have any evidence? I have evidence against you. Besides, even if someone really wants to get me, so what! Anyway, if I lose a leg, it's no different from being dead. But if I take you away with Meng, then it's not a loss."
Wang Meihua knew he wasn't lying, and she never expected Zhang Changsheng to be so cruel to her; he was completely different from the person she remembered.
But she was quite certain that if she pushed him too far, Zhang Changsheng, that beast, really was capable of doing such a thing.
But now she hates herself for telling herself in such detail about everything she had done, without realizing that the other person hadn't told her any details about what they had done, leaving her with no solid evidence.
"But I have no money."
"This is not my business. You just need to know that you injured my leg and that you are the one who should pay for it. I will wait for you for one day. If I don't see the money in one day, you just wait and see."
After threatening the man, Zhang Changsheng walked out. As soon as he reached the door, he bowed and scraped, shamelessly borrowing two yuan. He needed to survive on those two yuan for the rest of the day.
Seeing him leave, Wang Meihua slumped in her chair, reaching out to cover her face, but afraid of touching her wounds. She lowered her head and sobbed, lamenting her miserable life.
But her time on the farm wasn't entirely useless; she actually managed to raise enough money for Zhang Changsheng's surgery in a single day, though that was all she could do.
"Is this all you're going to give a beggar?"
Wang Meihua wanted to curse, but was afraid of offending this madman again. "I've done my best, there's really nothing more I can do."
Zhang Changsheng stared intently at Wang Meihua, and only looked away when he saw that she showed no sign of panic.
Unbeknownst to him, Wang Meihua let out a soft breath the moment his gaze shifted away.
In fact, Wang Meihua had more money than that, but she didn't want to spend any more money on a useless man, especially since he was a threat to her. Unfortunately, she had to keep him calm first, otherwise she definitely wouldn't compromise.
"That's true. The fact that you can still make money in your current state is the last bit of use you can have."
Leaving behind those words and a disdainful look, Zhang Changsheng chuckled at his guard and said, "Brother, I'm going to pay a fee."
The man raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then stood up and said, "Let's go."
After paying the fees, he was able to have the surgery, but just a few days after the surgery, he ran out of money.
He really wanted to get some more money out of Wang Meihua, but he couldn't squeeze a single penny out of her. Just as he was about to slink away, he accidentally saw an old newspaper.
There was news about the soap factory in the newspaper. Although it only mentioned the soap factory and Comrade Gu, he still keenly realized something and frantically began searching for the newspaper he had seen a couple of days ago.
Yes, it's her.
At this moment, he began to indulge in wishful thinking again.
For Zhang Changsheng, this was more than just a newspaper; it was his hope for the rest of his life. Especially when he saw the phone number behind the soap factory, he immediately said to the guard, "Brother, I want to make a phone call."
"What are you doing on the phone! Can't you just shut up and pack your things to come with me?"
Having spent so many days in the hospital, and constantly worrying about Zhang Changsheng escaping, the man felt like he was going crazy.
“Brother, my leg hasn’t healed properly, so I can’t work on the farm and it will disrupt production. I’m calling my daughter now; she has some money. I’ll ask her to send me some money to get my leg treated, so I won’t have to bother you with this kind of thing in the future.”
The man initially didn't want to talk to him, but Zhang Changsheng was right about one thing: he didn't want to be a guard again for the same reason.
"Go fight."
"Okay, okay, okay."
Using a wooden stick he found as a walking stick, Zhang Changsheng walked hurriedly yet slowly toward the place where he was making the phone call, sweat beading on his forehead.
"Hello, this is the Rose Soap Factory. May I ask who you are?"
"Is Gu An'an with you? I'm looking for her."
Hearing the urgency in his voice, Aunt Zhang frowned involuntarily. Her intuition told her that this man was up to no good, but she was afraid that she might misjudge and delay important matters, so she could only say, "You can tell me what it is, and I will pass it on for you."
Zhang Changsheng was surprised to be rejected before he even gave his name, and he immediately became anxious. "I am her... I am her relative. There is an emergency at home. Could you please call her for me? I will talk to her myself."
Although he tried to keep his tone calm, a hint of anxiety and impatience still crept in.
As a military wife, Mrs. Zhang was still quite vigilant. "An'an isn't here with us. If you need anything, you can tell me and I'll pass it on for you, or you can leave your name and phone number and I'll have her call you back."
Seeing that Aunt Zhang was determined not to let Gu An'an answer the phone now, Zhang Changsheng's anxiety was useless. "I, I am..."
He wanted to say his real name, but at that moment he suddenly remembered what had happened before, and he was instantly stuck, his mind frantically searching for the person who might have asked Gu An'an to answer the phone.
“My surname is Li. I used to live in the same residential compound as the Gu family. An’an is like my niece. I only called you because I had no other choice. If you tell her it’s Uncle Li from the residential compound, she will know.”
After saying this, he recited a series of phone numbers before quickly hanging up and beginning a long and anxious wait.
Who is it?
"The person looking for An'an said to be Uncle Li from the same family compound as An'an, but I always felt that this was not his real name. He was hesitant and secretive when he said his name, which didn't seem like a good person."
"Are you going to tell An'an?"
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