Outside the courtyard gate, Zhang Hongling looked at Qin Huairu and gritted her teeth.
She didn't know where Qin Huairu got the clue, but she knew that once this woman told the Yan family about her scandals.
Then the Yan family will never let her go.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
Qin Huairu's eyes lit up and she looked at Zhang Hongling with admiration: "It saves you worry when dealing with smart people."
"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who is enthusiastic about the masses, and I'm not interested in spreading your bad things everywhere."
"As long as you give me a thousand dollars, I will keep my mouth shut."
Ever since Zhang Hongling entered the courtyard, Qin Huairu felt that something was wrong with Zhang Hongling.
In the past few days, she found an old friend from a textile factory. After asking about it carefully, she really guessed it.
Zhang Hongling has a chaotic style. Although she and Zhang Shunde are considered cousins, they are not real relatives, but "cest relatives."
Qin Huairu was immediately overjoyed.
The Jia family is having a very difficult time these days. They are worried about having nowhere to make money, so won't the opportunity come?
"One thousand yuan..." Even though Zhang Hongling was prepared to be blackmailed, she was still shocked by this number.
She is a temporary worker in a textile factory, and her monthly salary is only fifteen yuan. One thousand yuan is almost equal to five or six years' salary.
"Qin Huairu, you really dare to ask for a thousand yuan, are you robbing me?"
"How can I, a temporary worker, have so much money?"
"Hey, sister Hongling, you can't say that." Facing the angry Zhang Hongling, Qin Huairu said calmly: "You don't have that much money, but your mistress, Zhang Shunde, is the deputy factory of the machinery factory.
Boss, you have at least a salary of more than one hundred yuan. And there is also a lot of extra money. He can pay for this money for you."
Zhang Hongling opened her eyes angrily and said: "Qin Huairu, don't have such wishful thinking. I can only give you two hundred yuan at most. If you don't want it, you can publicize the matter and you won't get a cent."
Qin Huairu didn't really want to fight Zhang Hongling to death.
If she continues to insist on getting a thousand yuan, she may not get a penny.
In comparison, 200 yuan is not much.
But it is enough to solve the Jia family's urgent needs.
Qin Huairu nodded and agreed: "Okay, two hundred yuan, two hundred yuan, but you have to give me the money now."
"Now?" Zhang Hongling's eyes widened: "Have you ever seen anyone carrying two hundred yuan with them?"
"Then you have to give me some first to show your sincerity." Qin Huairu continued.
Of course she was embarrassed to say that the Jia family could no longer untie the pot and she urgently needed the money to buy food at the grain station.
Zhang Hongling had no choice but to take out ten dollars from her pocket and hand it to Qin Huairu.
Qin Huairu dared to reach out and take it, but she gently pulled it back, allowing Qin Huairu to catch it.
Zhang Hongling stared into Qin Huairu's eyes and said: "Qin Huairu, if you dare to talk without telling the truth, I will let you taste the power of my cousin!"
Yan Bugui was convinced, so he stood guard at the entrance of the textile factory.
After waiting for two full hours, the bell rang and the workers came out of the factory.
Looking at the huge crowd, Yan Bugui realized a big problem. He didn't know the people in the yarn drawing workshop either!
Yan Bugui wanted to seek help from the two security officers again, but now the security officers were busy checking the items carried by the workers, and no one had time to pay attention to him.
Just when Yan Bugui didn't know what to do, he seemed to see an acquaintance in the crowd, and quickly rushed over and stopped him.
The man was a female comrade wearing textile factory work clothes. He was about the same age as Yan Bugui. He was carrying a canvas bag and his hair was meticulously styled. He looked very neat and tidy.
The female comrade was blocked, and she instinctively wanted to go around it, but when her eyes fell on Yan Bugui, she seemed to have been struck by lightning, and she stood there stunned.
"swallow....."
Yan Bugui looked at the female comrade up and down, and an incredible sound came out of his throat.
This lesbian, named Sun Yanzi, was an old acquaintance of Yan Bugui when he was young.
There was a period between them back then. It was before liberation and the war was chaotic. One day, Sun Yanzi hurriedly came to find Yan Bugui.
She told Yan Bugui that her family was moving to Jincheng.
The two happened to be in love at the time. When Yan Bugui heard the news, he begged Sun Yanzi to stay in the capital.
They even offered to marry Sun Yanzi, but Sun Yanzi's parents had always had objections to Yan Bugui, thinking that Yan Bugui was just a private school teacher with no future at all.
Moreover, the Yan family's family background is relatively average.
They wanted Sun Yanzi to marry into a wealthy family.
Sun Yanzi is a filial daughter. Although she is reluctant to leave Yanbugui, she does not dare to disobey her parents.
In this way, the two separated on a rainy evening.
Yan Bugui walked out of the train station in the rain and fell seriously ill the next day.
After getting sick, the whole person became dementia-like.
Yan Bugui's parents also knew Yan Bugui's thoughts. In order to help Yan Bugui recover as soon as possible, they asked a matchmaker to introduce Yan Bugui to the third aunt.
....
Looking at that familiar face, Yan Bugui seemed to have traveled back in time and space several decades ago.
There was an unprecedented sense of sadness in his heart, and his chapped lips trembled slightly.
"Yanzi, you seem... as beautiful as when you were young."
"You're so beautiful, you've turned into a yellow-faced woman!" Sun Yanzi also came back to her senses at this time, and looked at Yan Bugui with a smile: "Decades have passed, and you are still wearing glasses."
"You told me back then that your eyes would be cured by just taking two pairs of medicines and you wouldn't have to wear glasses all the time."
"It seems that you were lying to me back then..."
Yan Bugui explained awkwardly: "Who told you that you hated me wearing glasses the most at that time! I couldn't help it."
Thinking of what happened in his youth, Sun Yanzi seemed much younger. The two chatted and laughed for a few words, but were very careful not to mention the other's current situation.
"By the way, Yan Bugui, what are you doing here? Are you just waiting for me?"
There were fewer and fewer people around, so Sun Yanzi suddenly asked.
Only then did Yan Bugui remember that he had other business, and said with a busy smile: "Actually, I came here to inquire about someone."
"who?"
"Comrade Zhang Hongling, a temporary worker in the drawing workshop of your textile factory."
Hearing this name, Sun Yanzi was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Yan Bugui: "Old Yan, you are so good, why are you asking about this person?"
"What's so neat? Zhang Hongling is my daughter-in-law now..."
Because of their previous relationship, Yan Bugui did not hide it from Sun Yanzi, and explained Yan's suspicions about Zhang Hongling's marriage.
"It turns out that you already have four children. The relationship between you and your husband must be very harmonious..."
Sun Yanzi's expression suddenly dropped, and she muttered softly.
Yan Bugui smiled awkwardly, rubbed his hands and said, "Are you married too?"
He was worried that he had no excuse to ask about Sun Yanzi's personal affairs. When he encountered this opportunity, of course he couldn't let it go.
Sun Yanzi looked sad and said with a wry smile: "I got married, but we divorced again."
"Leaved? Why." Yan Bugui asked.
Sun Yanzi stared: "What do these things have to do with you!"
"Your temper is still as hot as before..." Yan Bugui chuckled.
Sun Yanzi rolled her eyes at him and brought the topic to Zhang Hongling.
"Let's talk about Zhang Hongling."
"I am a veteran lathe in the yarn drawing workshop, and I know very well what goes on in the workshop."
"Zhang Hongling came to our workshop from Jincheng three years ago."
"You also know that our textile factory has the best salary in the capital. We generally do not recruit outsiders. Even temporary workers are all locals with some basic knowledge."
"Zhang Hongling is from Jincheng. Being able to enter the factory attracted the attention of many workers."
"So everyone tried their best to find out Zhang Hongling's background."
"Soon, everyone figured out that Zhang Hongling was able to enter the textile factory because she was the deputy director of a lumber factory."
Yan Bugui nodded: "Yes, that person's name is Zhang Shunde, and he is Zhang Hongling's cousin."
"What kind of cousin!" Sun Yanzi looked at Yan Bugui with pity: "There is a worker in our textile factory who happens to be a neighbor of Zhang Hongling. According to him, Zhang Hongling doesn't have a cousin at all. She followed Jin when she was a teenager.
Those little gangsters on the streets of the city are fooling around outside."
"Her parents gave her a severe lesson several times, but it had no effect at all. In the end, they had no choice but to let her mess around outside."
"Later, Zhang Hongling didn't know what happened and hooked up with Zhang Shunde."
"In order to facilitate the date, Zhang Shunde brought Zhang Hongling to the capital and placed her in our textile factory."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Yan Bugui’s expression changed drastically.
Although he had already expected it, when it was confirmed, he still found it difficult to accept it.
The Yan family actually married a half-hidden wife. If this spread, the Yan family would not be able to hold their head high in front of their relatives and friends.
"...Yanzi, what you said are all speculations and cannot be taken as true, right?"
Sun Yanzi looked at Yan Bugui and sighed: "Old Yan, you are still the same as before, unwilling to face reality."
"In the beginning, we were really just guessing."
"But that girl Zhang Hongling doesn't seem to think there's anything shameful about following other men, and she doesn't usually go behind our backs."
"Every time Zhang Shunde gave her a gift, she would show it off in the workshop."
"Moreover, some of our workers have seen Zhang Shunde and Zhang Hongling dating in the cinema several times."
"Do you think what I just said is still speculation?"
Yan Bugui felt that the surroundings suddenly became dark, his body swayed, and he almost fainted.
Sun Yanzi subconsciously wanted to reach out to support him, but she seemed to have thought of something again, so she retracted her hand and just looked at Yan Bugui with pity.
"Lao Yan, that girl Zhang Hongling is not an ordinary person, you have to be mentally prepared."
Yan Bugui took several deep breaths before he finally calmed down and looked up at Sun Yanzi: "What... do you mean?"
"Zhang Hongling has made a mess in the workshop since she entered it." Sun Yanzi said coldly: "She never knows what the truth is. Once something doesn't go her way, she won't care.
, fight with you."
....
These words reminded Yan Bugui of the scene when Zhang Hongling threatened him with a radio.
