Chapter 326 Paying for one's life
The old woman in the Song family was the second marriage of old man Song. Since she was able to make old man Song divorce his wife and marry another one, I guess this old woman must have been quite pretty when she was young.
Although she is old, she looks clean and fair, with her hair combed neatly and even eyebrows drawn. When she sits there, she has a kind feeling.
When the splashing starts, the extremely sharp sound makes people feel like fingernails scratching on a blackboard, which makes people feel tingling all over.
Seeing that this lazy guy couldn't escape, Xia Zhizhi scratched her itchy scalp, turned around, opened the door and went back to the living room.
Old Lady Song was patting her thighs. When she saw Xia Zhizhi coming in, she paused and stepped forward to hold Xia Zhizhi's hand: "You can't blame us for making such a fuss. It was originally the marriage of the two children. It was delayed by some strange coincidence before. Isn't it time to make things right now?"
Old Lady Song then pulled Song Zhijie, who had just come in, over and tried to put their hands together: "Look at these two children, how well-matched they are. Aren't they a perfect match made in heaven?"
Zeng Zelan pulled Xia Zhizhi's hand out of Old Lady Song's. Fearing that she would scare her, she hugged her and said, "Grandma's dear, come here quickly and ignore these two old bastards."
Xia Zhizhi obediently leaned over and questioned Zeng Zelan with her eyes. Zeng Zelan said, "Grandma will tell you later."
Seeing the Xia family's determined attitude, Old Lady Song still did not give up and said, "Qingqing is a proud girl. She doesn't get along with Zhijie from our family. If she really marries into our family, she might even turn against us. I don't think you two don't love her, and you don't want her to find a lover she doesn't like, right?"
"This woman is going to get married and have children for the rest of her life. If her husband doesn't love and respect her, how can she live well in the future? You should at least consider her a little bit, right?"
Xia Zhizhi didn't know the whole story, but she had a smart brain. Even if she couldn't guess everything correctly, at least she could guess 70% to 80% of it, right?
A bold guess is that she had a fiancé who was arranged to be her husband since childhood, and then she lost him, and her sister Qingqing took his place.
But this bastard in front of me is very picky and wants to eat the soft rice by force, while eating from the pot and looking at the bowl.
Xia Zhizhi understood why Xia Qingqing occasionally showed a depressed look.
Xia Zhizhi's comment about the Song family being a gigolo was not without reason. If the two families were well matched, with the Xia family's attitude, the man would have left long ago.
To make them endure such humiliation and bear such heavy burdens, it must be because they are marrying above their station.
After all, what can make people bend down are nothing more than feelings and interests. She and Song Zhijie met for the first time, so there was naturally no feeling between them, so it could only be interests.
Zeng Zelan's face became even uglier when she heard the old lady from the Song family say this: "Since you said so, our Xia family's daughter is not lucky enough to marry into your Song family. We won't talk about this marriage anymore."
Upon hearing Zeng Zelan's words, Old Lady Song slapped her thighs and howled again: "Oh, my poor grandson, because of your family's words, I have waited for 20 years in vain. This marriage can't be concluded if you say so."
Old Lady Song looked at Xia Bangguo again: "If that's the case, why did you agree to Comrade Wang Fang in the first place? Did you want her to die earlier? If you hadn't agreed so readily, Comrade Wang Fang would have been worried about Zhijie and might have held on. She might still be alive now."
"As you all know, Zhijie is not my grandson. Honestly, as a stepmother, I have done my best. After all, you all know the situation between me and Old Master Xia. I have not done any favors to Comrade Wang Fang, nor have I gained any benefits from her. If I did not respect Comrade Wang Fang's righteousness, and it was a pity that she only had this little blood left, I would not worry so much about this child."
At this point, Old Lady Song seemed to have given up everything, with a look of sacrificing herself for the sake of the martyrdom: "I know that you, Old Master Xia, are in a high position and power now. No matter how much trouble we make, it won't make any difference in your heart. But even if it's for Comrade Wang Fang who has passed away, I want to fight for this child Zhijie."
To Xia Bangguo, these words were both murderous and heartbreaking.
Xia Bangguo felt that he had no other advantages in his life except that he was honest and upright. His experience of carrying goods at the dock had made him a chivalrous man and taught him what it meant to keep his word.
After hearing what Old Lady Song said, even at his age, his face turned red, and it was unclear whether he was angry or embarrassed.
Xia Bangguo's hands began to tremble, and he pointed at Old Lady Song with trembling hands, and couldn't even finish his words: "You, you, are unreasonable!"
Old Lady Song said in a sinister tone, "I am not unreasonable in any way, and I don't know what I said was wrong. Commander Xia, please enlighten me. I wonder if Comrade Wang Fang regrets risking his life to carry you back to the dead body after he is in the underworld?"
Even if Xia Bangguo was so angry that he wanted to turn over, Old Lady Song was not afraid of him. The Song family had the Imperial Sword. Comrade Wang Fang had indeed saved Xia Bangguo, and now that Wang Fang was dead, this favor could never be repaid.
As long as Xia Bangguo is still alive, their family will have to accept this favor!
The Song family was fearless, and the Xia family also understood this. Every time the other side used a killer move, the Xia family was able to retreat again and again.
After all, this kind of thing is indeed very torturous and painful for people with a conscience.
The Xia family also proposed other ways to repay the favor, but the Song family was not happy about it. After all, those were easy transactions. To put it bluntly, if they offended someone, they might be praised today and thrown down tomorrow.
What better way to stabilize a relationship than marriage?
Based on what Old Lady Song said, Xia Zhizhi filled in the entire cause and effect.
Poor Xia Bangguo, at his age, was so angry that he looked like he had Parkinson's disease. Xia Zhizhi was worried that the old man would burst into tears.
There's no way. In Xia Zhizhi's eyes, the people of the Xia family are too upright.
If it were Xia Zhizhi, if she was unwilling, there would be ways to make them swallow their anger and take the initiative to cancel the engagement.
But this kind of thing is all about conscience, and Xia Bangguo proposed such an unreliable marriage contract precisely because he felt guilty.
Their conscience restrains them from doing anything excessive.
Xia Bangguo shivered for a long time. As a veteran revolutionary, he had a good endurance. He did not buckle and could even reach for the gun bag on his waist while trembling.
Nowadays, many leaders have gun licenses and can carry guns, but most people do not have the habit of carrying guns. Xia Bangguo belongs to a small group of people. He carries a gun for no other reason than personal preference. He thinks he looks more handsome this way.
When Xia Zhizhi saw him pulling out his gun, she thought the old man had finally gotten tough and was going to pull out his gun and shoot the three bastards to death.
She said, how could someone who comes from the battlefield be so gentle all the time? The right to speak is what matters under the barrel of a gun.
Unexpectedly, Xia Bangguo pulled the safety pin tremblingly, then pointed the gun at his head and said through gritted teeth: "I, Xia Bangguo, owe Comrade Wang Fang my life. There is no other way to compensate her. I will give her my life as compensation!"
Xia Bangguo was not the type of person who would cry, make a fuss, or even commit suicide. He was not afraid at all. He was simply the representative of a ruthless person who didn't talk much. He pulled the trigger as soon as he finished speaking.