Zhang Weifang felt that she still had to buy a bicycle, but unfortunately she didn't have a ticket. However, such large items could also be purchased in the system mall, but she still had to find a reasonable excuse to take it out.
After get off work, Zhang Weifang went to the school to pick up Hu Zi immediately. Many children in the school had already gone home, leaving only three children waiting for their parents at the school gate.
"Hu Zi!" Zhang Weifang saw his fat son at a glance.
"Mom, you're here to pick me up?!" Hu Zi happily said goodbye to his teacher and classmates and left.
"How was your day at school today? What did you eat for lunch?" Zhang Weifang began to ask the child about his daily routine at school today.
"Mom, I played football with Maomao and Dagou today, and had a bowl of noodles for lunch."
"Well, whatever you want to eat tonight, mom will make it for you."
"Mom, I want to eat buns, can I?"
"Sure, let's go!"
The mother and daughter walked hand in hand back home as the sun set.
Making buns requires the dough to be fermented, which is quite time-consuming. Zhang Weifang bought a few directly from the system. She had already made a meatball soup, and the two of them enjoyed it very much.
Hu Zi has grown up now, and he now knows that his home is different from other families. His mother can buy a lot of things he has never seen, and the food and drinks they eat are very good.
Zhang Weifang had already told him to keep it a secret. Hu Zi was very smart. He never talked about his family affairs in other people's homes. He would eat whatever others ate and was never picky about food.
In the evening, Zhang Weifang burned her hand again while removing the ash from the stove. This was the third time since she moved to her new home, and she had never suffered this pain before.
Thinking of the leisurely days in the past, tears welled up in Zhang Weifang's eyes again. She blinked twice and swallowed the moisture back.
Then she picked up the shovel and continued to shovel the ashes. The mechanical movements made her temporarily forget the pain.
After shoveling the coal ash, Zhang Weifang slung the basket over one shoulder and walked out of the gate. There were many people coming and going outside the gate, and when they saw her, they all looked over.
There are 20 households in Dianli Lane, and everyone is familiar with each other. The yard where Zhang Weifang lives has been empty for more than a year. Now there is a new person living there, and everyone wants to get to know her.
The garbage is piled up at the corner of the alley. Someone comes to collect the garbage every day, so it is relatively clean and there is not a mountain of garbage.
After taking out the trash, Zhang Weifang saw a group of people gathered at Aunt Feng's house next door. They were all staring at her, which made Zhang Weifang feel a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, Aunt Feng rescued her:
"Weifang, come here quickly. I'll introduce you to our neighbors. We'll be neighbors from now on, so who knows if we'll bother others."
"Oh, I got it, Aunt Feng." Zhang Weifang put the basket at the door, patted the dust off the clothes with her hands, and walked over.
Hu Zi is painting at home, so Zhang Weifang doesn't need to worry about him for the time being.
Zhang Weifang walked over and immediately introduced herself enthusiastically:
"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Weifang. I'm a new resident and I work at the Civil Affairs Bureau."
"Oh, the Civil Affairs Bureau? What a great place!" A round-faced lady immediately started the conversation.
"Thank you, thank you, everyone has done a good job." Zhang Weifang is not good at sweet talk, but she still knows how to be humble.
"Hey, where are you from? Where does your husband work?" Another older sister came over and asked the question that everyone wanted to know.
This question was indeed a bit presumptuous, but Zhang Weifang didn't intend to hide it. She smiled gently and said:
"My hometown is Le'an County. I'm divorced and live with my son."
"Ah? Divorce?"
The word "divorce" immediately made everyone explode. In this era, divorce seemed to be a very shameful thing, so their impression of Zhang Weifang changed immediately.
The divorce of such a young and beautiful woman means that she must be restless. Who knows what is behind the divorce?
There are also people who are not prejudiced, but they are relatively rare.
Zhang Weifang made up an excuse and went home. She asked the system to monitor the situation and found that those people were still discussing her. Some said they should stay away from her, while others said they would introduce her to someone.
Zhang Weifang didn't care about these things. She didn't rely on them for her livelihood anyway. If she could get along with them, then so be it. If not, then forget it.
The next day at work, her colleagues also gossiped about her. When they heard that she was divorced, several of them gave her a thumbs up.
Working at the Civil Affairs Bureau, I have seen many divorces, but this is the first time I have seen someone around me getting divorced.
Hu Xiaoqing eagerly moved her own stool over and sat down:
"Weifang, tell me, why did you get divorced?"
"It's been a long time, and I'm tired of it." In order to satisfy her curiosity, Zhang Weifang opened her mouth.
"Ah? You, you are so awesome!" Comrade Xiao Hu completely believed her words.
At this time, Zhang Hong looked over with squinted eyes:
"Xiao Zhang, you're still young. How can marriage be a joke? How can there be so much novelty?"
"Oh." Zhang Weifang was too lazy to pay attention to her sarcasm.
Because of the gossip, Xiao Hu and her gradually became closer. He even invited her to lunch together, and Zhang Weifang also gave him face.
We are all colleagues and have a good relationship, which is also helpful for work.
Soon, news of Zhang Weifang's divorce spread. During meals, colleagues in the building were secretly observing her, treating her like a giant panda in the zoo.
Zhang Weifang was nervous but pretended to be calm. People around her were whispering and discussing her openly and secretly.
After get off work, Zhang Weifang came to school as promised again. However, this time, Hu Zi had a swelling on his forehead and his eyes were red.
Zhang Weifang's first reaction was that Hu Zi was being bullied. She looked at the teacher nervously:
"Teacher Wang, what's wrong with my Hu Zi's face? Did some kids bully him?"
"Hu Zi's mother, I'm sorry. Several children fought at school today. I've already reprimanded them."
"Where are those kids who fought? Why is my Hu Zi the only one here? Don't they need to apologize? My Hu Zi's face also needs to be taken to the hospital for medicine." Zhang Weifang was so angry that she felt the teacher was fooling her.
Hearing Zhang Weifang's words, Teacher Wang's face darkened:
"It's normal for kids to fight. Is there any need to make a big deal out of it? Besides, isn't it because of your divorce that Hu Zi is looked down upon?"
Zhang Weifang felt as if her heart was stabbed by a sharp dagger. The sharp and intense pain spread throughout her body in an instant, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
She clutched her chest tightly, trying to ease the pain, but it was no use. Sweat dripped down her forehead, soaking her clothes, and her vision began to blur and dizziness.
She didn't expect that her divorce would have such a big impact.
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