Chapter 95 Could she be pregnant?
She was really unwilling to accept this situation; how did things come to this?
A deep-seated hatred grew wildly in her heart like thorns. She resented God for being so unfair to her and for making her suffer such torment.
"Why am I being sent to the countryside? I... I didn't even sign up for the countryside! What am I going to do? Mom, I don't want to go! I don't want to go to that rural place!"
Lin Wanwan gripped Zhang Jiumei's arm tightly, as if it were her only lifeline in the world. She shook her head like a rattle drum, muttering that she refused to go to the countryside.
Zhang Jiumei also looked anxious, her brows furrowed, pacing back and forth in the room, muttering, "This is strange. Wanwan, don't be afraid, Mom is here. I'll go find someone to ask and find out what's wrong. Something must have gone wrong."
Lin Wanwan slumped into a chair, tears streaming down her face, her heart filled with fear and helplessness about the unknown life in the countryside.
"Don't let it happen that you go to the countryside and never come back."
The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Images of many young people returning from the countryside from the machinery factory's residential compound flashed through my mind; they were all so thin they looked unrecognizable, as if all their energy had been drained away.
I heard that some of them had suffered unspeakable misfortunes and had their innocence tarnished; others had been injured in the process of returning to the city.
All of this filled her with a deep fear of going to the countryside.
Zhang Jiumei stormed out, her steps hurried, as if she were carrying a fierce energy.
An hour later, she returned looking exhausted, her steps noticeably slower, as if all her strength had been drained away.
"Wanwan, you really did sign up to go to the countryside. It must be that annoying Lin Zhili who did it. Why doesn't she die? She actually made my precious daughter go to the countryside to suffer. It's so hateful. That little bitch is just like her mother. She only knows how to make our lives difficult."
Zhang Jiumei was so angry that her face turned ashen. She clenched her fists and paced back and forth, cursing.
Upon hearing this, Lin Wanwan cried even harder: "Mom, it must be her. She's just jealous of my life in the city and can't stand to see me doing well. What am I going to do? Life in the countryside is so hard and tiring, I can't take it at all."
Zhang Jiumei gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "Hmph, we can't let this go. Tomorrow I'll go and settle accounts with Lin Zhili and see what she has to say. She dared to touch my daughter, I will never let her get away with it!"
Lin Wanwan wiped away her tears, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes: "Mom, if you can't make me cancel my assignment to the countryside, I will never let Lin Zhili get away with it. She just wait!"
The mother and daughter were plotting a scheme against Lin Zhili inside the house. They seemed to have forgotten that Lin Zhili had already gone to the countryside.
Lin Wanwan knew in her heart that she couldn't place all her hopes on her mother. She simply couldn't believe that her mother had the ability to help her avoid being sent to the countryside.
Just as she was thinking this, a strong feeling of nausea suddenly came over her. She felt her stomach churning and wanted to vomit.
Lin Wanwan's eyes widened instantly, and she instinctively covered her mouth.
She didn't know what she was thinking, but in an instant, a chill ran from the soles of her feet to her heart, and fear overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.
A terrible thought flashed through her mind: Could it be... that she's pregnant?
As night fell, the mother and daughter sat silently in the living room, each lost in their own thoughts.
After a long while, the door creaked open a crack.
In the dim light, the face of the father, Lin Jianguo, came into view.
In just three days, he spent all three days in the interrogation room. It was as if his spine had been removed; he hunched over, his eyes were sunken, his cheekbones protruded, his hair was a mess on his forehead, and his face was covered with a layer of ashen death.
Zhang Jiumei raised her head, her face streaked with tears, her eyes swollen and red like rotten peaches, her lips trembling, unable to utter a clear syllable, only suppressed, intermittent sobs coming from her throat.
"Old Lin!" Zhang rushed over and grabbed his rough hand. "What exactly happened? Are you going to keep your job? Old Lin, say something!"
"Fired... fired..."
Lin Jianguo slumped against the rickety door, his voice hoarse and cracked.
“The factory said I… said I had ideological problems, improper conduct, embezzled collective property, and had a bad influence. I was fired, lost everything, and they took back my house. They won’t let us stay here tomorrow afternoon.”
"Expulsion? Repossession of the house?"
The sudden, heavy blow left Zhang Jiumei dizzy and almost unable to stand. "Why? Lao Lin, what did you do? Only three days! Only three days!"
A surge of panic and anger gripped Lao Lin's collar.
"Then...where do we live now?" Zhang Jiumei looked around and saw that the house was dilapidated, with empty walls and no warmth that a home should have.
Lin Jianguo suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Zhang Jiumei, his gaze churning with a mixture of emotions—despair, anger, and a hint of madness driven to the brink.
Where are you staying?
He forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, revealing yellowed teeth. "The boiler room! The one in the back, the abandoned old boiler room!"
Abandoned boiler room!
That place...
It's just a dirty and messy abandoned boiler room.
Zhang Jiumei shivered involuntarily.
The most remote corner of the factory area, no one has been inside for many years. All the windows are broken, the walls are blackened with soot, it is like an ice cellar in winter and a steamer in summer. Rumor has it that someone died inside.
Is that their future "home"?
Zhang Jiumei let out an even more piercing wail, her body curling up even tighter.
"On what grounds?"
Zhang Jiumei stared at Lin Jianguo, each word as if pulled from ice water, "Old Lin, are you confused? Why should we, mother and daughter, have to live a miserable life because of the sins you've committed?"
"Shut up!"
Lin Jianguo sprang up from the ground like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his withered fingers trembling as he pointed at Zhang Jiumei, spitting as he spoke.
"You don't know anything! What's the use of saying all this now? Isn't there still the Lu family? Lin Wanwan married into the Lu family; only she can get some money and food coupons. At least we won't starve to death, otherwise we'd all starve to death in this dilapidated boiler room!"
He roared until his voice was hoarse, veins bulging on his neck, and the last few words were tinged with a heavy sob. His body swayed, and he slumped down, covering his face with his hands, murky liquid seeping from between his fingers.
How did the Lin family fall to such a state?
Back then, in order to escape rural life, Lin Jianguo cruelly abandoned his wife and daughter and met the daughter of a teacher at the machinery factory.
With this woman, he rose from an apprentice to a technician in the machine factory, eventually marrying the beautiful Xu Nuoyan and establishing himself firmly in the factory.
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