Pretty Beauty of the 1980s Compound – Chapter 274

Go To The Workshop Yourself Right Now

Chapter 274: Go To The Workshop Yourself Right Now

Old Lin clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot.

Yu Rui sat on the sofa, covering her mouth and sobbing uncontrollably.

Even though she had known for a long time, hearing Zhou Li talk about it still made her heart ache terribly.

Zhou Li’s eyes were also red. She choked up and said, “There was once a year when the old woman from the Chang family took all the grain from our home, not leaving a single grain. The kind brigade leader lent us ten jin of sorghum rice. The three of us ate from Spring Festival until the summer grain harvest.

During New Year, we didn’t even have meat to eat, not a drop of oil, just a bowl of congee made from a handful of sorghum rice. Xiao Bao was just two years old, his crying from hunger sounded like a kitten. Jun An had no choice but to sneak into the city to beg, bringing back two steamed buns and three eggs for us mother and son.

But on the way back, he ran into a gang of thugs who pinned him down to rob him. Jun An held the steamed buns and eggs tight in his arms. He was mute and couldn’t call for help, nor did he dare fight back, afraid the eggs would break. He just let them beat him without resisting. Luckily, patrolling public security officers saw him and rescued him.”

Hearing this, Yu Rui’s heart felt as if it had been sliced a thousand times.

She felt so uncomfortable she could hardly breathe.

Zhou Li decided to lay it all out at once. Some things needed to be known by the Lin family.

“…That day was New Year’s Eve. Jun An was covered in injuries, but he was overjoyed. Though he was criticized by the public security officers for begging in the city, those thugs compensated him fifteen yuan for medical expenses. Times were tough for everyone then, but the old public security officer even gave us his lunch of three cornbread buns. That’s how we barely survived…”

The room was deathly silent at that moment.

Many people still couldn’t eat their fill, living hard lives.

Even in the family courtyard, but cases like Lin Jun’an, exploited by adoptive parents, were almost nonexistent.

Wei Sixin’s face turned ashen. With Zhou Li bringing this up, she had nothing to say.

She didn’t dare say anything.

Because it was the truth.

Lin Junfeng had been angry at his younger brother for kicking him for no reason, but now he wasn’t angry anymore.

Compared to his younger brother, his own life from childhood had been way too good.

Yu Rui clutched her clothes in distress, but her gaze gradually firmed up.

No one dared stop Zhou Li or blame her for living so poorly, because airing grievances was still very popular then. Being poor didn’t make anyone mock you.

Zhou Li stared at Wei Sixin and continued, “I had a hard life too. My parents both died, and my stepmother kicked me out. I had no home. Jun An and I depended on each other. Second sister-in-law, you just said I was full of stinking copper thoughts, completely abandoning the style of hardship and simplicity. Aren’t Jun An and I hardship and simplicity enough?

You also said our work unit’s leaders were this and that, but our food factory is under Xiangyang Neighborhood Committee. Director Hu is my leader. He taught us to work hard and serve the motherland, but he didn’t say my husband couldn’t use his biological father’s and mother’s money.

Second sister-in-law, you also said this is a typical manifestation of bourgeois decadent style. You, Wei Sixin, living in luxury now, that’s truly forgetting hardship and simplicity. If you want to use this to educate me and make me convinced, then go apply to work in the workshop yourself, become an ordinary worker, experience ordinary worker life properly, and then come lecture me on big principles.

I, Zhou Li, am no good. I’m shallow-minded. I like freeloading off parents. So second brother and second sister-in-law, with so many people watching today who can testify, don’t miss parents’ salary and assets anymore. Give them all to us. Show your nobility and don’t take a single cent.”

Wei Sixin’s face completely changed.

How could she not want them? The old man and old woman had plenty of rightful wartime spoils and good things, not to mention they spent little and had saved a lot of salary.

But how could she open her mouth to ask now?

Wouldn’t that be slapping her own face?

She whined tearfully, “Mom, look at what Zhou Li is saying. Isn’t this wronging Junfeng and me?”

Yu Rui stood up. She looked deeply at Zhou Li. This daughter-in-law was good.

She glanced at her second son, then didn’t look again. She stared at Wei Sixin and said word by word, “Wei Sixin, Jun An is my son, but I never raised him a day. Our Lin family all owes him. I know you call the shots in your home, and my son listens to you completely. So I’m telling you, our money and things all belong to my youngest son Lin Jun’an. You, Wei Sixin, with your advanced thoughts, just don’t take anything.”

She paused, then said, “Of course, since we’re giving you nothing, we won’t feel right staying here either. I won’t pursue your insults and abuse toward me. Let’s leave it at that.”

Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief at Wei Sixin.

What?

Insulting and abusing the old woman?

Lin Jun’an instantly got furious and rushed to hit Lin Junfeng, fists clenched.

You bastard who doesn’t know fortune when you’re in it—having a biological mother is so great, yet you let your wife bully my mom!

Director Hao happened to arrive and had to stop him, saying, “Jun An, talk it out properly. Don’t hit.”

Wei Sixin stubbornly refused to admit it, crying ever so aggrievedly. Yu Rui sighed and said to her always silent husband, “Old Lin, I was once a warrior too. I don’t lie.”

Old Lin stepped forward, looking guiltily at his youngest son and his wife.

He said to Director Hao, “Sorry, made you see a joke.”

Then to Lin Jun’an, “Xiao An, carry your mom out.”

In Xiao Cangcang’s account, Lin Jun’an carried Yu Rui and left Lin Junfeng’s home.

Anyway, Zhou Li had gone there aiming to tear face.

Lu Qiaoge felt she did the right thing.

No need to maintain relations with a woman like Wei Sixin, and it was also for Old Lin and his wife to see.

Wei Sixin disregarding her and Lin Jun’an to come disgust Lu Qiaoge meant this couldn’t end amicably.

Zhou Li did very well.

The hard part was Xiao Cangcang’s memory was too good.

It remembered everything.

Xiao Cangcang was like a messenger. An hour later, it flew back to tell Lu Qiaoge that after the Lin family left, Lin Junfeng and Wei Sixin had a fight.

First, Lin Junfeng resented Wei Sixin for acting on her own, inviting Lu Qiaoge to eat. Lin Junfeng’s reason was he didn’t like Lu Qiaoge, so why invite her!

Second, insulting his mom and abusing his mom—Wei Sixin definitely wouldn’t admit that. Lin Junfeng half-believed half-doubted, but still said his mom wouldn’t slander her.

The two fought fiercely. Wei Sixin called him a waste, kicked by his younger brother yet not daring to hit back, his wife bullied yet not daring to curse back.

Lin Junfeng slapped Wei Sixin. Wei Sixin scratched Lin Junfeng’s face.

Xiao Cangcang: 【Hee hee, both their faces are scratched up.】

Lu Qiaoge looked at the gloating Xiao Cangcang, let it play at home for a bit, but Xiao Cangcang still flew away.

Preparing to continue monitoring Wei Sixin.

Before Lu Qiaoge went to sleep, Xiao Cangcang came, a bit excitedly saying: 【Little master, just now, Qin Hengzhi called Lin Junfeng out alone and gave him a tongue-lashing right off the bat. Turns out Qin Hengzhi is so fierce, scolding Lin Junfeng speechless. After Qin Hengzhi left, Lin Junfeng went home and fought with Wei Sixin again, hahaha…】

Pretty Beauty of the 1980s Compound

Pretty Beauty of the 1980s Compound

八零大院漂亮美人
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Lu Qiaoge traversed from a disaster-ridden apocalypse to the 1970s. She had just opened eyes when she fell into the lake water. Her fiancé only cared for the weepy little white lotus. It was the passing factory representative Qin Hengzhi who jumped in and rescued her. The compound was all talking that the Lu Family's second daughter went mad after her engagement cancellation. Who would have thought she brought the ability to understand animal inner voices, rising from neighborhood committee mediator all the way to National Foreign Trade Administration. Old Mrs. Li from East Alley lost her gold ring, hidden in the swallow's nest under the eaves of the neighboring Qi Family. The national treasure lost for decades was fished out from the reed marsh of Hongxing Lake. Even the design drawing leak case, clues could be asked from the mynah kept by the Factory Director's Wife. Everyone said Qin Hengzhi was a piece of cold iron that couldn't be warmed. The man's brows and eyes were cold as a knife, yet only when the Lu Family thanked him did he hook the corner of his lip: "Comrade Lu's thank-you gift, I'm waiting to receive it." Until the wedding night, when Lu Qiaoge was pressed against the glass window pasted with the double happiness character, she suddenly realized this man had long figured out all her secrets. Years later, when reporters asked the richest couple about their token of affection, Qin Hengzhi, the cold-faced King of Hell turned doting husband maniac, rubbed the yellowed engagement letter, while Lu Chairman, who dominated the business world, adjusted her pearl earrings: "Back then someone was holding the drowning little white lotus and crying, but my Representative Qin jumped into the lake and fished up an entire business empire—you say, should this life-saving grace be repaid with a lifetime?"

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