But what Zhang Yu doesn't know is that Director Li's sexual exploits are far more than what he knows now, and the more outrageous ones haven't really been exposed yet.
Director Li's sexy tricks would shock people if he told them all about them.
What he didn't know was that the man in this family was still friends with Director Li, and they had been friends for many years. His current wife was introduced to him by Director Li.
In other words, Director Li introduced his lover to his best friend as his wife, and the two of them had not stopped talking for so many years, and the woman even gave birth to a son for him.
In order to have an affair with a woman, the two men teamed up to tell a big lie.
In this lie, the woman's identity became his cousin who was sent away due to poor family circumstances in his early years.
Therefore, although the men in this family were a little suspicious that their youngest son looked nothing like themselves, but looked exactly like Director Li, thinking about their nephew Uncle Xiao, it was not impossible to explain that their youngest son looked like Director Li.
After all, is my cousin also my uncle?
Although I don’t know the inside story clearly, I have already begun to try to get Director Li out.
He is now considering how to expose this matter, but on the surface this matter must have nothing to do with him.
With this thought, it was time to go to bed.
The two of them were lying on the bed at night, and Zhang Guifang chatted with Zhao Wenzhuo about what happened during the day.
He sighed: "You don't even know how happy Xiaoyu looks when he looks like that during the day."
"Xiaoyu is a good boy!" Zhao Wenzhuo sighed.
Regarding Zhang Yu, he always deserves praise and scolds.
If you do something right, you will be praised. If you do something wrong, you will be scolded. If you really do something wrong and you still refuse to repent, you will even slap it twice.
There has never been a situation where Xiaoyu is a junior child of his wife's mother's family and not his own child. The discipline is too gentle and even harsher, and there is a feeling of being constrained.
Anyway, in his heart, Zhang Yu, who had been raised since childhood, was also his son, and his status in his heart was the same as that of several other children.
And because Zhang Yu was in poor health since he was a child, much more attention was paid to him than to other children.
The couple talked for a long time about Zhang Yu's matter.
Then they sighed together that children grow up so fast. Before they know it, they can handle many things independently.
The two even talked about what kind of wife Zhang Yu would marry in the next few years and how many children he would have.
They even talked about being interested in imagining whether these children were boys or girls and how they looked at the children.
After chatting for a long time, Zhao Wenzhuo patted his excited wife and said, "It's getting late. Go to bed early. You have to go to work tomorrow."
"Sleep now, sleep now."
Just when Zhao Wenzhuo was about to fall asleep, Zhang Guifang suddenly said: "Wenzhuo, have you sent any letters from your hometown recently?"
"No, what's wrong?" Zhao Wenzhuo was a little confused about his wife's question.
If there is nothing special, my hometown will send them a reply twice a year.
One time is the autumn harvest, and the other time is before the Chinese New Year.
Don’t all these wives know this? Why are they still asking him this?
"Oops! What I mean is that we are so short of food here, and we don't know what the situation is like back home?" Zhang Guifang suddenly turned around, looked at her husband who was not thinking straight, and couldn't help but pat him.
arms.
"Oops! I really forgot about this." After hearing his wife's words, Zhao Wenzhuo suddenly sat up and patted his forehead.
Not to mention that a couple needs to have a careful person to live their life. All his carefulness and caution are given to his work. He is used to being careless in life, and sometimes he really can't remember some things.
"Then I'll write a letter and send it tomorrow to ask." Thinking of the situation in his hometown, Zhao Wenzhuo became a little anxious.
How could he forget it?
Looking at her annoyed husband, Zhang Guifang patted his shoulder comfortingly.
"It's okay, don't think too much. I think my hometown can survive for a while. If it really can't survive, I will definitely send you a letter.
Don't worry, it'll be fine."
Zhang Guifang's comfort did not make Zhao Wenzhuo, who was extremely upset at this time, feel any better.
He continued to blame himself and said: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. How could I have forgotten it? I clearly know my brother's temper, but he won't speak to me until the last moment, no matter how difficult it is."
"Okay, okay, it's my fault. If I had known I would have told you tomorrow. But now that I have told you, you will be so worried about things tonight that you won't be able to rest well." Looking at her man's appearance, Zhang Guifang said
He said a little guiltily.
"It's not your fault, it's me. I didn't do it well." Zhao Wenzhuo hugged his wife next to him and let her nestle in his arms.
"Okay, don't worry. When you send the letter tomorrow, just put some food stamps in it. I remember that I still have some national food stamps at home. Why don't you just put them all tomorrow?"
"I..." Zhao Wenzhuo looked at his wife gratefully.
"Okay, go to bed quickly." Seeing her husband's moved look, Zhang Guifang smiled and shook her head.
The couple are not grateful for this little thing. To be grateful, they don't know how grateful they should be to Xiaoyu just for treating him over the years.
Although this matter has been solved, Zhao Wenzhuo and his wife did not sleep well that night because they were worried about it.
When it was just dawn, the two of them got up.
When she got up, she had no intention of doing anything else, so Zhang Guifang took out the national food stamps at home from under the box.
After counting, he continued: "These food stamps are left over from your last business trip, and there aren't too many of them.
We still have some food in the house, which can last for a while. This month's food stamps won't be used for a while. Why don't you ask before you go to work and see if you can exchange all these food stamps?
Become a national food stamp.
Forget it, let me go to the courtyard and ask if anyone has extra national food stamps and exchange them."
Zhang Guifang said that she was about to get up and go out. Zhao Wenzhuo stopped her in a hurry: "It's better to say goodbye. I'll go to the unit to ask first. I remember that the few people who went on a business trip with me last time, when they finally came back, they had the national food in their hands."
There are still some tickets left, so I will first ask some of them if they still have the national food stamps in their hands.
If they were there, I would just change with them directly, and save myself the trouble of not spreading any unpleasant words."
Compared with exchanging with people in the hospital, Zhao Wenzhuo prefers his colleagues. These colleagues of his are all people who know their own rules and are very strict with their mouths.
Unless there are special circumstances, I generally won’t talk nonsense outside.