Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

Everyone chatted briefly at the door, but did not talk about the Jia family. Jia Zhang was so hungry that her scalp was numb.

She felt that if she stayed any longer, she might be the first person to starve to death from chatting.

So she thought of an excuse, "Aunties, I haven't been back for a few years. I'm going to go home first. We can talk later when we have time."

"Of course, of course, you go back first!" Several middle-aged women gave her a sly smile and made way for her.

The way home was not long, but Jia Zhang walked very slowly. When she finally arrived at the door, she found it was locked. Fortunately, the door of the small kitchen was still ajar.

She was so hungry that she didn't care about anything. She dropped the cloth bag in her hand, rushed into the kitchen and rummaged around inside.

"How could this happen? I think this bitch did it on purpose."

Looking at the only steamed bun left in the pot, Jia Zhang felt like crying but had no tears.

She suppressed her hatred and finished the steamed bread in just a few bites without leaving any residue.

Feeling a little strength back in her body, Jia Zhang then left the house angrily.

She was going to the steel mill to meet her "filial" daughter-in-law.

"Hey! Aunt Jia, you just got home, where are you going now?"

The neighbors at the door saw Jia Zhang walking towards them with a sullen face, and they pretended to be confused and asked questions even though they knew the answer.

Jia Zhang didn't look happy, "You can't go get the key!"

After saying that, she walked towards the steel mill, leaving behind a group of middle-aged women at the door, continuing to gossip about their affairs.

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Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

In a secluded area of ​​the toilet, Qin Huairu was flirting with an old widower.

This old widower named Yang just spent 20 cents to experience the happiness of middle-aged and elderly people and gave Qin Huairu a full body check-up.

Just when he was about to take another step, he was stopped by Qin Huairu.

"Lao Yang, I'm not available today, let's do it another day!"

"No." Old Yang was obviously a little anxious. "Qin Huairu, you keep hanging like this every time, is it fun? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?

I'm telling you this today. If you still want to cheat me, return the money to me. After all, no one's money comes from the wind."

Seeing the friendship capsize at any moment, Qin Huairu felt extremely anxious.

Although this old Yang doesn't look good and even looks a bit wretched and perverted, he is a real big customer. We are willing to spend money and we can't let him get away.

So she could only persuade him patiently, "Old Yang, listen to me, it's really inconvenient today. My mother-in-law is back and will definitely come over soon."

"Really?" Old Yang was still a little skeptical, not knowing whether what this woman said was true or false.

But at this moment, a voice came from the toilet, "Is Qin Huairu in there? If so, please reply. Your mother-in-law is waiting for you at the gate. Please hurry over."

This voice was like the sound of nature, which just relieved Qin Huairu's urgent need.

So she quickly shouted, "I'm here, I'll be there right away."

The security guard didn't know that there was someone behind the toilet. Since the message had been delivered, he would not stay here to smell the stench. He turned around and left without saying a word.

Qin Huairu was still smug at this time, "I didn't lie to you, Lao Yang, okay, let's stop here today, and I will make it up to you next time."

Having said that, she prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, Lao Yang was still not giving up. He hugged her from behind and mastered a set of inexplicable finger techniques. Then, amid her repeated begging for mercy, he let her go, satisfied.

After walking out from the back of the toilet, Qin Huairu uttered a soft "Pooh" sound, then straightened her clothes before walking towards the door...

Jia Zhang, who was waiting at the door, was already very impatient and couldn't help cursing.

Words like "unfilial" and "slutty" kept coming out.

After waiting for a while, just when foam appeared at the corners of her mouth, Qin Huairu finally came and walked out of the factory gate.

When Jia Zhang saw her daughter-in-law coming out, she was immediately furious with new hatred and old grudges, and she ran forward to vent her anger.

"Qin Huairu, what's wrong with you? Don't you know that I'm going out today? It's ok that you didn't come to pick me up, but why didn't you even prepare food? You still have me in your eyes..."

When she said this, Jia Zhang suddenly couldn't help covering her nose, because the smell of her daughter-in-law was too strong.

"Qin Huairu, what's wrong with you? Why do you stink so badly? Did you fall into a manure pit?"

Qin Huairu was repeatedly accused and her face looked extremely bad. She took out a key from her body and threw it over.

"Mom, I forgot that today is the day you're released from prison, but please don't make trouble at the factory gate. The security guards there have guns and may not be as good-tempered as me."

Listening to the tone of her daughter-in-law's voice, Jia Zhang was a little bit unbelievable.

Was it because of her son's death that she was traumatized? Or was there another reason?

Jia Zhang originally wanted to make some noise, but when she saw the guards at the door she got scared. This was purely a conditioned reflex because she saw it every day in prison.

But it's not her character to just walk away in disgrace.

So she picked up the key and said something cruel, "I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

Then she left the steel mill angrily.

When I got home and unlocked the door, the first thing that caught my eye was my son's photo.

Jia Zhang was sad for only two minutes, then she rushed to the flour jar, scooped out two pounds of corn flour, and ran to the kitchen.

An hour later, after finishing eating all the steamed buns, Jia Zhang touched her belly and finally regained her strength.

Then there was a round of searching through all the drawers and cabinets, but nothing was found.

"Where's my money?"

Jia Zhang clearly remembered that before she was arrested, she had hidden several dozen dollars of private money, but now she couldn't find a single cent.

Needless to say, it must have been taken away by my daughter-in-law.

"You stinky bitch, I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

After making another harsh remark, Jia Zhang walked towards her son's portrait...

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the children in the yard started to finish school, and Xiaodang also led his sister back home from school.

But when she was about to open the door, she found that it was not locked.

The two children thought their mother had returned, so they happily opened the door and ran inside.

Who knew that the mother didn't see it, but saw an old lady holding their father's photo and crying.

Xiao Dang immediately grabbed his sister and took two steps back cautiously, "Who are you? What are you doing in my house? And why are you holding my dad's photo?"

After being asked this by Xiaodang, Jia Zhang came back to her senses. Looking at the two little girls, she pointed at the locust flowers in confusion and asked.

"You are Xiaodang, then who is she?"

Huaihua was so scared when she pointed her finger at her that she burst into tears.

At this time, Xiaodang also remembered what her mother said, and she replied while comforting her sister.

"This is my sister Huaihua, are you my grandmother?"

Hearing this, Jia Zhang suddenly remembered that this should be her son's posthumous child.

But she doesn't care about these things, they are all money-losing goods, and what she cares about is always her grandson.

"Where is your brother? Where is my lovely grandson Banggeng?" Jia Zhang put down the photo and asked again.

"My brother?" Xiao Dang was just a child after all, and he didn't have any scheming minds. After hesitating for a moment, he told the truth.

"Grandma, my brother stole things from Grandpa Sun's house in the front yard and was caught and sent to jail."

"what?"

Jia Zhang stood up angrily, walked quickly forward, and slapped Xiaodang hard in the face.

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