Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Jiang Yingying didn't know whether Qin Huairu was deceiving herself or not, but she was well aware of the power of the gossips in the neighborhood. Not to mention anything else, just when they were in Cantou Village before, all kinds of alarmist rumors emerged one after another.

Some said that Jiang Yingying had hooked up with a powerful family in the city and dreamed of becoming a rich and powerful woman, so she was idle all day long, distracted, just waiting for her lover in the city to quickly smooth over the relationship and bring her to the city to enjoy a life of luxury.

Others, who like to gossip, hold a pessimistic attitude. They think that the rich families in the city live a carefree life. Girls from various communes around the capital who want to marry into the city can line up from Wangfujing to Qianmenlouzi. If there are really rich families in the city, how could they be interested in a married widow?

Therefore, we can infer that Jiang Yingying has been taken advantage of and ignored, but she is still foolishly kept in the dark, clinging to unrealistic fantasies like a heartless girl.

The rest of the people laughed at Jiang Yingying's husband's family, thinking that Jiang's parents-in-law did not control their daughter-in-law's behavior, which was a disgrace to the family. They would not be able to face their ancestors in the underworld a hundred years later.

In short, Jiang Yingying's various remarks in Cantou Village were all true and plausible. This time, she went to the capital without any formalities, determined to fight to the death.

Although this is a new society that emphasizes new concepts, some pedantic and outdated rules are still talked about by everyone. For example, the practice of immersing women in pig cages that was popular in the previous dynasty, where women who had committed crimes were locked in cages and soaked in running water.

They would still be given rice and water at mealtime, but they would be shackled and left to be eaten by the running water, and bitten by the fish and shrimp in the water. Whenever there was a wound, the various bloodthirsty parasites in the water would go crazy like crazy.

It's more than the pain of having your heart eaten by thousands of ants. It's like being unable to live or die. It's really like being skinned alive even if you don't die.

To be honest, at one point, Jiang Yingying even really imagined what a miserable end she would have if she was really put into a pig cage. Countless times when she woke up in the middle of the night, she was frightened by the horrific scene and broke out in cold sweats, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

She also wanted to be a chaste, kind-hearted, virtuous wife, but who could understand the pain involved?

For Jiang Yingying, it was not worth it to sacrifice her happy time for a so-called chastity plaque.

Why can girls in the city fall in love freely, talk about marriage, and even go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce certificate if they are not satisfied with their lives?

But Jiang Yingying could only stay alone in her empty room, and had to endure all kinds of idle men knocking on the door and making noise every night. She dared not make any noise, for fear that if she gave away her identity, the group of idle bachelors in the village would swarm in like cats smelling fish.

The countryside is always a place where the strong prey on the weak and the fittest survive.

Jiang Yingying happened to be pretty and charming, and she was a widow, just like a child carrying gold through a busy street. If she had not received special care and support from Li Weijun, she would have fallen into the hands of Ma Xuewu, the secretary of Guantou Village. At worst, any bold and cruel villain might have dared to do whatever he wanted.

All this was beyond the imagination of Qin Huairu, a sister who married into the city.

Even if Qin Huairu was very depressed in her husband's family before, she lived in Nanluoguxiang in Beijing, where there were police patrolling day and night. If anything unexpected happened, many neighbors living in the front, middle and back yards would come to help.

So even if Qin Huairu became a widow, with a bunch of old, weak, women and children as her burdens, there would be no strong laborer to keep the peace, and no one brave enough to knock on her door at night. In this prime place under the feet of the emperor, who is so despicable, who would dare to act recklessly?

In other words, if Qin Huairu were in the village in her current condition, without a male pillar to support the family and without the protection of the clan, she would have been bullied openly and secretly to the point of crying.

To the extent that some people from the same clan and family see that you are an orphan and a widow with no one to rely on and are not easy to bully, they may eat up your entire family and be more cruel and ruthless than those outsiders who have no blood relationship with you.

Human hearts are something that cannot be guessed. The law does not apply to the supreme being, and etiquette does not extend to common people. At least in the capital, a woman truly lives out her dignity.

As long as one is on guard, no one can succeed easily, unless Qin Huairu is like this time with Li Weijun, who can't control her belt and finds ways to slip into Li Weijun's arms every night.

It was for this reason that Jiang Yingying had to find a way to stay in the capital, no matter what, to avoid having to go back to the depression of Cantou Village and suffer.

Li Weijun had no time to care about what Jiang Yingying was thinking at the moment. At the moment, he was trying every means to get close to the director of the street office and build a relationship with him. He tried to hide his intentions in his words and deeds, hoping that the director would reserve a job for Jiang Yingying.

"Comrade Li Weijun, I'm sure you know the situation in our street. We are not short of people. Many top students who graduated from technical secondary schools are trying their best to get a job in our street. After all, a golden or silver rice bowl is not as good as an iron rice bowl. Public jobs are so stable. If we try to get someone in, it may not be easy..."

Although the neighborhood committee is not a government office, it deals with the front line just like the village committee. In addition, it is the best place to live, so there is also a lot of money to be made. Even if it is dealing with trivial matters such as the gossip of other people, people with means can still thrive and handle it with ease.

In addition, except for the time when the neighborhood committee is dealing with inspections, it is mostly leisurely and comfortable. Therefore, people who want to stay in the neighborhood committee and do a job there are endless.

But there is only one position for each person, and there are only so many seats for the neighborhood committee. One seat must be reserved for someone who cannot be offended, one seat must be reserved for someone who is down-to-earth and capable, one seat must be reserved for someone who is highly respected, and two more seats must be reserved for someone who is hardworking and persevering. After all the calculations, there is really no position for Jiang Yingying.

This made Director Hu of the Street Office somewhat embarrassed. She knew clearly that Li Weijun was no longer the same person he used to be. Apart from anything else, the fact that those two mysterious comrades took the above documents and easily took the back house, and the Street Office had to fully cooperate, was enough to show that something was wrong.

Logically speaking, Li Weijun actually spoke up. Although he did not express his attitude, the hints in his words were obvious. The street office should reserve a position for him out of face, but there are too many people and too few vacancies. It is difficult for people with city household registration to find a stable job these days. Many young people of school age are even called upon to study in the countryside.

Isn't it just to solve the problem of oversupply of labor? At this critical juncture, arranging a rural girl to work in the street office, and even adding a non-agricultural indicator, the difficulty and interests involved really need to be carefully considered and weighed.

Li Weijun seemed to see Director Hu's embarrassment, smiled freely, and said apologetically: "It's okay, Director Hu, please don't be embarrassed. I know the pain of this kind of thing. I have a country relative who wants to know the specific situation. I didn't say it, but I insisted on finding the street office. I have no other intentions. I made it clear in advance that I am just curious about the current composition of the street office and whether there are enough staff. If there are not enough staff, my country relative is hardworking, beautiful and generous, and more importantly, she is friendly and can get along well with others. When the time comes, she will definitely be a good hand at resolving neighborhood disputes."

"Friendly? I can get along with others. I think I can get you into the same bed with me."

Director Hu's mouth twitched. As the person in charge of the Nanluoguxiang area, he knew all the rumors. He had heard about Jiang Yingying's affairs a long time ago, and could even guess what role Qin Huairu played in it.

It’s just that in the adult world, most people need a fig leaf. Some things can be kept tacitly, and it’s not beautiful to speak openly about them.

So after hesitating for a moment, Director Hu also felt that it would be embarrassing to reject Li Weijun. At least he had to wait and see for the time being to see whether this kid Li Weijun could really become successful.

So after a little thought, he readily agreed: "Well, the subdistrict office is indeed short of a job to sort newspapers. If Comrade Li Weijun's relatives are good at it, they can come and try."