Although Qin Huairu felt sorry for her son, she was not a young man after all. She did not ask about Bangge immediately, but first asked about Du Fei's work situation.
He was very sad and complained about Du Fei's random behavior and why he gave up his place as a regular worker in the steel rolling mill and went to work as a temporary worker at the street office instead.
Du Fei listened with a smile and thought to himself: "This pretty widow doesn't care what she thinks in her heart, but what she said is really pleasing to the ear. Every word is full of concern, which makes people feel like spring breeze."
"Sister Qin, thank you for your concern." Du Fei replied: "But I am not messing around with work matters. This is all arranged by the elders in the family."
Qin Huairu was stunned, thinking that Du Fei's parents were already dead, and how could an elder appear out of nowhere?
However, she couldn't ask too much about this, so she coughed lightly again and asked about Bangge.
"Xiao Du, sister, I have something else to do. Banggeng came back just now and was covered in dirt. When I asked him how he did it, he refused to tell me. Then when I got pushy, he said he was beaten by you."
Du Fei was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Bangchui's grandson, who had no martial ethics, would go home and complain to his mother.
But he was not in a hurry to explain, but continued to listen to what the pretty widow said next.
While Qin Huairu was talking, she was also secretly observing Du Fei.
But I found that he had neither a guilty conscience nor the shame of spanking the child, and he was even a little unsure whether the stick figure was lying.
As the old saying goes, no one knows more than her mother.
A mother knows best what kind of person her son is.
Qin Huairu frowned secretly and continued: "You also know that Bang Geng has a stubborn temper and won't say anything when he comes home. In addition, his grandma is spoiling him, which makes it even harder for me to discipline him. Just talk to my sister.
What’s going on?”
Qin Huairu looked sincere and had no intention of complaining or questioning her at all.
If it was true that Du Feili made a mistake, he would probably feel ashamed at this moment.
It's a pity that the pretty widow doesn't know how thick-skinned Du Fei is.
If it were Silly Zhu, his defense would have been broken long ago, but Du Fei did not accept this trick. Instead, he looked seriously, looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "Sister Qin, if you don't come to me about this matter, I will have to come to you too."
Let me talk to you when I get the chance."
Qin Huairu felt a little nervous when she saw that he looked like a spy.
Unexpectedly, Du Fei was lying again: "There are many people here, so come to my house." Then he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Sister Qin, I have prepared the curtain cloth. Follow me to get it."
It was the peak time for get off work at this time, and there were many residents in the middle courtyard. There were also many people coming in and out.
Everyone knows that Du Fei is a prodigal, so he bought a new set of bedding. He removed all the original bedding and asked Qin Huairu to help change some cotton curtains.
After Du Fei finished speaking, he pushed the car back to the backyard.
Qin Huairu couldn't tell what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he stamped his feet and followed her.
When Du Fei got home, he pushed his bicycle into the outhouse. When he was parked in the yard, he was afraid that a stick would pull out his valve core in the middle of the night.
There was no fire all day, and the room was freezing cold.
"Sister Qin, please sit down for two minutes. I'll light the stove first." Du Fei said as he took off his coat and went to the outer room to light the stove. He also took a pot of water to boil, then washed his hands and returned
Back room.
At this time, Qin Huairu was already feeling a little restless.
Du Fei was still unhurried. He took a sip of water first and then calmly said: "Sister Qin, what I'm going to say may not be pleasant to hear, but it's fine if we don't know some things about our neighbors, but
Since it happened to me, I can't pretend to be deaf and dumb."
Qin Huairu swallowed nervously: "Xiao Du, tell me!"
Du Fei had already prepared the manuscript and briefly told the story of seeing Bang Ge selling stolen goods at a bicycle stall at noon.
Qin Huairu looked in disbelief, and tears began to roll around her eyes.
No matter how much he didn't want to believe it emotionally, his reason told Qin Huairu that Du Fei had no reason to lie to her about this kind of thing.
Du Fei continued: "Sister Qin, this kid is quite old. I'm not being alarmist. If this continues, something will happen sooner or later. You work in the factory, and you should understand how serious the nature of stealing workpieces from the factory is. You were outside just now
, I met a stick figure and wanted to take the opportunity to talk to him, but unexpectedly, within a few words, he ran away and even fell down."
Du Fei didn't mention Bangge's abuse of the cat.
These days, human life is worthless, and no one cares about the life or death of cats and dogs.
Qin Huairu was already confused, her pretty face turned pale, and she said anxiously: "Xiao Du... this, you must not tell anyone about this. I beg you, sister, okay!"
As he said this, he grasped Du Fei tightly with both hands, as if he had found a life-saving straw.
The pretty widow's hands have small bones, and although the skin on the back of her hands is white and tender, there are many calluses on her palms.
Needless to say, the work in the steel rolling mill workshop is definitely not easy for a woman.
Du Fei took advantage of the situation and put his other hand on the back of the pretty widow's hand: "Sister Qin, don't worry, I will definitely keep it secret, but you really have to take care of that kid Bangge. In the past few years since Brother Jia has been gone, you have been both a father and a child."
Mom, what are you trying to do by dragging a whole family together? Just hope that Banggeng will be successful, and you will get through this hard life."
Du Fei's words hit Qin Huairu's mind.
Throughout the ages, young widows have always had this thought.
Du Fei was silent for a moment, allowing her to think, and then continued: "But now that Banggeng is like this, do you think there is hope for the future? If someone catches him stealing something, Banggeng's life will be ruined."
Du Fei's words were serious and thoughtful, but he was snickering in his heart.
Tonight, that guy Bangge will definitely not be able to escape after a severe beating. Even if he cannot be beaten to death, he will still have to peel off his skin.
Qin Huairu was like falling into an ice cellar.
Although she knew that petty theft was not good, she was exhausted every day in the factory and had to do laundry and cook when she got home. She was exhausted and had no time to think about the future. She could only live day by day in a muddle.
And now, Du Fei cruelly revealed the gloomy future that she didn't want to think about.
Qin Huairu was devastated, and a picture emerged in his mind: Banggeng was handcuffed and taken away by the police. The tears in his eyes could no longer be held back.
Du Fei saw that this was enough and stopped fanning the flames.
After a while, Qin Huairu calmed down and wiped her tears with her hands. She looked even more like pear blossoms with rain, which made me feel pity for her.
Du Fei looked at it, and a ball of heat rose up in his heart unconsciously.
Qin Huairu forced out a smile: "Xiao Du, I would like to thank you this time. If you hadn't reminded me, this kid Bangge..."
As he said that he felt sad, he wiped away his tears again.
Du Fei stood up, poured warm water into the basin, twisted a newly bought white handkerchief, and handed it to the pretty widow: "Sister Qin, please wipe your face first. Banggeng is still young, and it's still too late to discipline him. But you
You must also be mentally prepared. It is difficult to manage such a big child. If you are not determined, I am afraid..."
Du Fei didn't finish what he said, but with Qin Huairu's intelligence, she certainly understood what he meant, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed with determination.