That night Hu Zongren and I went home separately, and I was woken up by his phone call early the next morning. On the phone, he said that he was taking a taxi in the direction of my home and came to pick me up and we
I went to meet Mr. Yang. So I quickly got up and got dressed. Sister Cai heated up the buns in a pot for me before going out. I ate some in a hurry and then went out to the roadside to wait for Hu Zongren.
After getting on the bus, Hu Zongren told me that he had called Mr. Yang early this morning and said that we had arranged to have tea and talk about things in the morning. The place had been found, and it was in Jiangbei. I asked him where he was.
Which teahouse? He said it was Xuanxuan. I laughed when I heard it, because Hu Zongren and I were so familiar with that teahouse. And I also understood why Hu Zongren chose that place. First, it was because we were the two owners.
I am an acquaintance. In the past, after playing billiards, we would usually go there to sit and bask in the sun. The second reason is that the teahouse in this teahouse is outdoor style, and because the owner is a pretentious person, the style is relatively petty bourgeois, with a relatively large range of activities.
It's big, and it's not easy to smash things that shouldn't be smashed. The third thing is that this teahouse is on the top floor of a low-rise building in an old-fashioned neighborhood. Downstairs is a gathering place for vendors, and the flow of people is relatively large. If you really wait for a while,
If something went wrong, it would be convenient for us to escape. Hu Zongren told me on the way that the matter was basically figured out. It was not difficult to send away Ms. Weng’s ghost, but he felt that before sending her away, Yang
The gentleman must be punished, and he owes Ms. Weng an apology.
Although Hu Zongren is rather arrogant, I have always admired his sense of justice. After arriving at the teahouse, Mr. Yang had not arrived yet. Hu Zongren and I asked the boss to find us a seat outside, in the corner, because we
We needed to talk about something. The boss was an acquaintance and knew what we were doing, so he made arrangements for us quickly. After sitting down, we ordered tea and called Mr. Yang.
About 40 minutes later, Mr. Yang arrived. When he saw Hu Zongren and me, there was a flash of surprise on his expression. Probably because of the way we were dressed. Hu Zongren and I are both relatively casual people who dress casually.
It was the kind that people would be suspicious of if you said you were here to discuss business. But after all, he was a businessman and very experienced. He shook hands with me and Hu Zongren with a smile, and then sat down. I took out my cigarette and handed it to him.
I gave him a cigarette. Maybe he realized that my cigarette only cost 13 yuan, so he just borrowed it politely without lighting it. Then Hu Zongren looked at me and asked Mr. Yang, "Boss Yang today
I'm so sorry that I asked you out on the weekend. Mr. Yang said that business people don't have any weekends. Hu Zongren said that he heard that your paint can be drunk directly into the stomach. Is it really so magical? Mr. Yang said, if
Is it drinking it directly or is it an exaggeration? It needs to be diluted and the concentration can be reduced before drinking. Although it is not harmful to the human body, it cannot be used as a drink. After saying this, he laughed hahaha, and I also smiled stupidly.
Mr. Yang took out a stack of picture albums and information from his bag and handed it to us, telling us to learn about their company first. When Hu Zongren and I took it and pretended to read it, he kept boasting there.
How awesome are my business qualifications, how modern the assembly line is, how user-friendly the products are, etc. How could Hu Zongren and I understand his professional fields, but he always regarded Hu Zongren and me as experts?
It's really funny how the expert spits.
After chatting like this for a while, Hu Zongren still couldn't pretend that I could, and he couldn't help it anymore. So he asked Mr. Yang with a smirk on his face, saying that Mr. Yang's family should be very happy if his career is so successful, right?
?Mr. Yang said haha, in fact, no, the family is doing well. Hu Zongren went on to say, what does your wife do? How old is your child? I understand what Hu Zongren means, this is our usual tactic to find trouble.
, because he and I are the ones who know the inside story, so once the other party lies, we have reason to expose his face immediately. But who knows, what Mr. Yang answered next was far beyond our expectations.
He told us that his lover is the finance manager of his company, and he has a child who will be 1 year old soon.
This shouldn't be the case, so I began to think that he was lying, but it seemed that it was not enough to expose him in this way. Hu Zongren and I looked at each other, and then I couldn't help but ask, Mr. Yang, it seems that you got married quite late.
Ah, for such a successful person, his child is only one year old. He said with a smile, yes, he just got married last year.
When we heard this, we finally understood. At first, we thought he was hesitating because he didn't want to reveal too much to outsiders. Who knew, what he said turned out to be true. In other words, in Ms. Weng's case,
After he died suddenly because of him, he remarried not long after. And if the child is almost 1 year old, it means that the child was already conceived while Ms. Weng was still alive.
Sure enough, Hu Zongren also thought of this. He smiled sinisterly, then reached out and took a cigarette from the cigarette case on my table. Every time this guy is with me, he will only take the cigarette from me but himself.
No. After lighting up the cigarette, he suddenly said, Mr. Yang really knows how to live a good life. His ex-wife died not long ago, and your back garden is full of fruits.
Mr. Yang was stunned for a moment, probably because he couldn't believe his ears, so he asked doubtfully, "Sorry, what did you just say?" Hu Zongren took a sip of tea, spit, and then looked sideways.
Mr. Yang, asked him, what happened? Do you still remember? I thought you forgot that your wife’s name was Weng Moumou!
Mr. Yang seemed surprised, but he probably didn’t understand why Hu Zongren and I knew these things. He was a businessman and very experienced, so he stood up angrily, pounded the table and said loudly to Hu Zongren
, who are you two? What qualifications do you have to talk to me like this? You are the ones sent by that crazy woman’s family, right? I warn you, I will never finish this matter with you!
After saying that, he turned around and left. I sat relatively close to him, and because he was making such a fuss just now, the shop owner came looking for me, but when he saw it was us, he walked away knowingly, probably
I understood that we were here to cause trouble today. Fortunately, it was still morning and it was Sunday, so there were not many people in the hall. I saw that he wanted to run away, so I immediately stood up, grabbed the strap of his satchel, and tried to pull him away.
Go back to your seat. Of course Mr. Yang had to struggle. While pulling his bag, he blushed and said to me fiercely, "What are you going to do? Let me go! If you don't let me go, I will call the police!"
But I don’t have a good temper, especially when I can’t stand being frightened by others. When he said this, I got excited. I didn’t use much strength at first, but I suddenly used hard force and pulled him over, and then pressed him down.
After sitting on the seat, I said to him, you are right, this matter is not over with us, why are you leaving in a hurry? After saying that, I reached out and pinched his neck, and I also said to him viciously, Mr. Yang
, you have to understand that since we got you out, we won't let you go back so easily. Some things must be settled today, otherwise, the rest of your life may not be so easy for you!
Although he kept struggling with my neck stuck, he probably felt that he couldn't fight me, so he glared at me and Hu Zongren. Hu Zongren was much rougher than me. He stood up and grabbed Mr. Yang's clothes.
Leader, his coolness caused me to move away the hand that was holding my neck, which made me quite unhappy. Although Hu Zongren’s appearance is not ugly, in comparison, he is also fierce and evil, which makes me look harmless.
A lot. He had a cigarette in his mouth, and the cigarette butt was almost on Mr. Yang's face. Then he squinted his eyes and said to Mr. Yang like a ruffian, "Now I will tell you what happened. I will
If I make a mistake, you can refute me, but I warn you not to lie to me, otherwise you will have many beautiful blisters on your face.
Mr. Yang was obviously frightened, so he didn't speak. He just looked at the cigarette butt in Hu Zongren's mouth with slight horror. Seeing that he had calmed down, I took the stool over and plopped down on Mr. Yang's bed.
Next to him, Hu Zongren began to tell Mr. Yang everything he heard from Granny Huang last night about Ms. Weng and Mr. Yang. During this period, he remembered a few places incorrectly and I helped to fill them in. Throughout the whole process, Mr. Yang was surprised from the earliest,
It turned into the final panic. When Hu Zongren saw that he was frightened, he loosened his collar and said to Mr. Yang, do you want to ask how we know so carefully?
Mr. Yang nodded. Hu Zongren leaned into his ear and said softly in a very low-pitched tone, it was your dead wife who told us personally.
Mr. Yang trembled and said, how is it possible? She is obviously dead! Hu Zongren rolled his eyes, reached into his clothes and took out a regular charm, slapped it on Mr. Yang's forehead, and said to Mr. Yang,
Have you seen it clearly? What is this? This is a fucking Taoist talisman. Now you know what we do, right? After Hu Zongren said that, he sat back in his seat and continued to smoke. Mr. Yang did not dare to run, but was afraid
Sitting in his seat, shivering.
Hu Zongren said to Mr. Yang, I came to you today to make you understand how you owed this woman, and you must pay the price for it. We need you to follow us and admit your mistake to your dead wife in person, otherwise
If you do, I will make the feeling of fear you feel today stick with you for the rest of your life.
Mr. Yang said, in person? Do you mean I still want to see her? Hu Zongren thought for a while and said, that's about it. Mr. Yang said fearfully, I don't want it, I don't want to see her! Hu Zongren smiled contemptuously,
Then he stood up, stretched out his foot and stepped on Mr. Yang's lifeline, and said to him, you have to see me even if you don't see him, otherwise you will have to wait to be frightened by ghosts for the rest of your life.
Mr. Yang said with a cry, you are threatening! It is illegal! Hu Zongren rolled his eyes at him, and then said to me, brother, if he continues to refuse to follow us, you can use hot water from the teapot to pour it in.
Into his sleeve. I said yes, feeling funny in my heart. Hu Zongren turned to Mr. Yang and said, have you seen it? This is called a threat.
In the end, Mr. Yang succumbed to Hu Zongren's lust. On the way to Yuanjiagang with us, Hu Zongren and I softened our attitudes a little. After all, our anger was gone. After all, it belongs to others.
We were just hired by someone to intervene in this family matter. On the way, Hu Zongren called Sister Zhang and told her to prepare the elevator, and we were coming to send the soul away.
This time the car drove directly to the second floor below. After the driver left, I said to Mr. Yang, do you remember this place? Here, you slapped your first wife in front of a bitch, and also
She said cruel words, your words, which made her so angry that she could never survive. Although you did not directly kill her, her death was too sudden, and it must be said that it is all your responsibility.
Mr. Yang lowered his head in shame, thoughtfully. I felt a little soft-hearted. I think no matter how cruel a person is, he will probably regret it easily when the past is fresh in his mind. I did not continue talking, but followed Hu.
Together with Mr. Yang, Zong Ren took the elevator from the second floor below. When we entered the elevator, the old man who collected the fare seemed to recognize us as the two lunatics who pretended to be women yesterday, but before he could cross-examine us,
, we hurriedly closed the elevator door.
The elevator went straight to the 9th floor. According to Sister Zhang, the 9th floor has been empty since Mr. Yang's company canceled the lease, but the lock on the door has been changed. When Mr. Yang met us, his clothes were neatly dressed. At this moment,
He looked down and out, probably just like when he first met Ms. Weng twenty years ago. He walked in front and led us to a door. If I guessed correctly, it should be
Earlier, he reached out to touch the door of his company's office and suddenly knelt down in front of the door and cried sadly.
Hu Zongren and I took a step back and let him quietly say his confession in his heart. Indeed, no matter how bad this person's character was, he still spent so many wonderful years with Ms. Weng.
If this person remains the same, people will say that you are old and don't want to make progress. But once the changes are big, it is easy to forget your original intention. At the time, life may have been tight and the living conditions were not comfortable, but I think
At that time, they were truly happy as a couple.
I walked up to Mr. Yang and handed him a cigarette again. This time he didn’t show off, but lit it directly. So I patted his shoulder, and then walked into the elevator with him again. The elevator door opened
Hu Zongren found something to block it, so it couldn't be closed. In the elevator, I stepped aside and let Hu Zongren complete the task. Hu Zongren traced a hash mark on the ground with rice grains, and then took out his order
He used the talisman as a pen to draw the talisman on the space between the talisman paper and muttered words. After drawing, he burned the talisman in his bag. At this time, Hu Zongren gently said to Mr. Yang, "What's the matter?"
If you are sorry, say it in your heart now. If you don't say it now, you will never have the chance to say it again in the future. This is something you owe her and you should pay it back.
Mr. Yang couldn't bear it anymore. Maybe he really repented. At least I would rather believe that. He knelt in the elevator and cried in his arms. Then Hu Zongren chanted a curse and raised the bag of gossip, letting the ashes scatter everywhere.
, Hu Zongren said, it’s time, you can go on your way with peace of mind, and you will repay your grudges in the next life!
There was a very soft woman's laughter above our heads. We had heard that laughter countless times. It was a laugh of relief. Maybe it was just Ms. Weng. What Mr. Yang owed her was not his life, but his life.
A sincere apology. When I looked up, the hair on the vent was gone.
After we were done, we sent Mr. Yang to Pingjie Floor. He insisted on inviting us to dinner. I really didn’t want to have dinner with a person who we had just threatened. So we refused. When parting, Hu Zongren said to him, I hope
Every year on the death anniversary, he can go to his ex-wife's grave to pay homage. Even if you now have a new family and have children of your own, it is not shameful to pay homage to the deceased.
After sending Mr. Yang away, Hu Zongren and I went to find Sister Zhang. After repeatedly ensuring that a similar situation would not happen again, Sister Zhang settled the commission for Hu Zongren. She was quite happy to give the money, and it was not her own money anyway.
After taking the money, I said to Hu Zongren, it’s already noon, let’s go have a good meal! But he counted part of the money with his saliva, forced it to me, and said to me, don’t go, let’s go
Go to your home.
I asked him, why are you going to my house? There's nothing good to eat? He said let's go watch the movie we didn't watch yesterday. Your TV is really good. I'll buy one later, hahahaha.