A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1247 Zhou Bingyi Wants to Flip the Table! (Please Subscribe!)
In 1984, Red Star Group established a branch in Singapore, and its instant noodle products were sold to many countries and regions in Southeast Asia.

Several of their top-selling products, such as Nissin Hot Pot Ramen (best-selling in Japan) and Shin Ramyun and Kimchi Ramen (best-selling in South Korea), have received unanimous praise from instant noodle lovers in various countries.

Okay, Hua Twelve is just copying their classic flavors from later generations.

But he wasn't ashamed at all. He said that even noodles were invented by us, and they've been using them for free for years. Copying a few of their brands is doing them a favor.

Yes, that makes sense!

Instant noodles alone account for $2000 million in annual exports from Red Star Group, and that figure is still increasing.

Hongxing Group was the pilot enterprise for reform selected by that old man. The success of Hongxing Group represents the correctness of the reform direction.

If we compare reform to crossing a river, then the Red Star Group is the vanguard that is on the right track.

Therefore, in the second half of 84, the old man made a special trip to inspect the Red Star Group. He was very satisfied with the group's development and future plans. Before leaving, he personally wrote an inscription, leaving behind the calligraphy "Dare to be the first in the world!"

For a time, the Red Star Group was booming and flourishing.

In this situation, there are both advantages and disadvantages.

The benefit is that the success of Red Star Group has given Hua Shier, the leader, a protective shield.

From now on, as long as he doesn't make any fundamental mistakes, even if his success makes countless people envious, the kind of reaping the benefits that happened a few years ago will not happen again.

There will be no situation like Hao's father, who would try to kick him out of the Red Star Group over a minor mistake.

The downside is that all the honors he received forced him to become busy, as his easygoing nature required him to go to Beijing every year to receive an award and certificate for outstanding entrepreneur, and then report on his work every few days, as well as give speeches and reports in various places, euphemistically called "passing on the successful experience of reform".

Hua Shier has no secret to success. His experience is simply—cheating, cheating, and cheating some more.

When he gets busy, Qu Xiuzhen, who is in charge of the overall situation of the group, can't stand it. The old lady is already of retirement age, but she is still blazing trails for the group. She has complained to him many times in the past two years.

That day, Hua Shier was unusually at the company. After discussing work with Qu Xiuzhen, the old lady started complaining to him again:
"Bingkun, you'd better hurry up and find some talent. I had already retired before the group was restructured, but you insisted on bringing me back to oversee the group and act as some kind of pillar of strength, saying that after you finished university, you wanted me to rest!"

"And the result? Three years later, then another three years!"

Hua Shier burst into laughter. If he hadn't been holding back, he really wanted to ask the old lady if she was also a time traveler who had watched Infernal Affairs!
Seeing his attitude, Qu Xiuzhen said with a stern face:

"Don't laugh, I'm being serious. It's not that I don't want to do it anymore, it's just that I'm too old. Every morning when I wake up, my back and waist ache. I should have taken a break a long time ago!"

Hua Shier stood up at the station:

"Grandma, I recently learned a massage technique that can relax your muscles and make you look several years younger. Come, let me try it on you, and you'll see the results afterward!"

The old lady waved her hand:

"Stop giving me that nonsense. Did you even listen to what I said?"

Hua Shier remained silent, walked behind the old lady, and began to massage her shoulders.

The old lady had initially wanted to refuse, but once the massage started, she felt incredibly comfortable, and her previous fatigue was significantly reduced. She hummed in relief:
"You can't flatter me, so just hurry up and hire people. I'll help you for another six months at most!"

Hua Shier, under the guise of a massage, used his double-handed techniques to treat Qu Xiuzhen's body, curing all the old lady's hidden injuries from the war and some chronic diseases.

The next day, the old lady seemed to have become twenty years younger. She stopped mentioning retirement and even dragged her husband, Ma Shouchang, to the company headquarters, insisting that Hua Shier give him a massage, saying it was an employee benefit.

To this, Hua Shier smiled sarcastically, "Do you think my hands came from thin air? I can just massage them, they're not strangers!"
Of course, he couldn't just give him a massage for nothing. After tidying up Lao Ma's body, he started working on him, trying to bring Lao Ma, who looked about twenty years younger, into the company so that he could be Lao Ma's slave, or in short, a slave!
With plenty of energy, Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen, who had spent their entire lives in the revolution, couldn't stay idle. They said that Hua Shier was making the two old guys work hard, but in their hearts they were happy to contribute their remaining energy.

Ma Shouchang reluctantly agreed.

Hua Twelve has gained another tool, oh yeah!
You should know that Lao Ma was a retired vice principal of a military academy. He was good at strategic thinking. Let alone taking charge of a group, he could command thousands of troops with ease.

With two senior figures, Qu Xiuzhen and Ma Shouchang, working hard ahead of him, Hua Shier only needed to grasp the general direction, which gave him more free time. He was very proud. What's the big deal about other bosses exploiting newcomers? He exploits the veterans, isn't that amazing?

That day, Hua Shier left all his work to the old couple and went to his office to study a Republic of China edition of "Qimen Dunjia".

He felt that the upper limit of 'Feng Hou Qi Men' was very high, encompassing everything from the human body itself to the infinite universe within the four plates of Heaven, Earth, Man, and God.

Although he had mastered seven of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques before, it was only a superficial understanding, like swallowing dates whole. Now he plans to delve deeper into the subject, so he is intensively studying the relevant knowledge of Qimen Dunjia.

While reading, I verified the knowledge I learned with the "Feng Hou Qi Men" in my mind, and my proficiency and understanding improved rapidly.

Today, he felt he was about to achieve something, and he was just one step away from success.

"The innate principle governs the entire celestial sphere, encompassing its changes. The number of the celestial sphere is 365, corresponding to the 24 solar terms and 72 kinds of climate changes."

"The changes of the heavens are seventy-two in number, and I was transformed into a king."

Suddenly, it was as if an invisible shackle had been broken in Hua Shier's mind!
Hua Shier shrugged, and his two arms transformed into wings. Then, his entire body rapidly shrank, his clothes turned into feathers, and he became a small bird the size of a palm.

The little bird flapped its wings, flew around the office once, and then spoke in human language:

"This is... the Seventy-Two Transformations?" The voice was indeed Hua Twelve's.

Just then, the phone on the desk rang. Hua Shier flew over to answer it, and looking at the long wingspan, he was somewhat bewildered.
"How do I change it back?"

Fortunately, he had already grasped the basics of transformation. After a moment's thought, he shook his body and transformed back into his original human form.

He casually picked up the copy of "Qimen Dunjia" that had fallen onto the boss's chair, then answered the phone impatiently:
"Who is this person with the Seventy-Two Transformations?!"

He was annoyed to be disturbed right after his breakthrough, and too lazy to lie, he just said what he thought. He wasn't afraid that others would actually believe him; anyone who believed that would be a fool. Even he wouldn't believe it, and the other person would definitely think he was joking.

Unexpectedly, the call was from Zheng Juan. Hearing her husband's words, she replied irritably:
"Didn't we agree that today is Guangming's birthday, and I'd ask you to come pick me up from get off work early? Have you forgotten about that?!"

Zheng Guangming was an orphan adopted by Zheng's mother. Strictly speaking, no one knew his birthday. Later, Zheng Juan cured Guangming's eyes, and Hua Shier suggested that the day Guangming's eyes were restored to sight be regarded as Zheng Guangming's birthday.

The restoration of his sight truly meant that Zheng Guangming had been given a new lease on life.

Hua Shier slapped his forehead. He was the one who set Zheng Guangming's birthday; he'd been so engrossed in his research on magic that he'd forgotten about it. He quickly said:
"How could I forget? I swear on my in-law Hao's health."

Zheng Juan hung up the phone in a huff. "The moment you swore you'd use this thing, I knew you'd definitely forgotten."

Hua Shier put the "Qimen Dunjia" book into his storage space, called the car crew, and asked them to wait downstairs. He went out and told his secretary to tell Secretary Qu and his wife that he was leaving first.

When he turned around, he saw Qu Xiuzhen and Ma Shouchang, a married couple, staring at him with dark faces at the bottom of the stairs.

The elderly couple were both holding documents, clearly indicating they had something to discuss with him.

Secretary Qu glanced at his watch: "Bingkun, this is going too far! There are still two hours until we get off work!"

Ma Shouchang pointed into the office:
"Let's go, we'd like to discuss the acquisition of the brewery with you!"

Jichun Beer Industry used to be doing well, but since the reform and opening up, it has been sandwiched between Harbin Beer in the north and Tsingtao Beer in the south. In addition, Jichun Beer Factory itself has problems such as aging production lines and limited product range, resulting in a sharp decline in sales and bringing it to the brink of bankruptcy.

Relevant leaders approached Hongxing Group, hoping they could take over the brewery and see if it could be salvaged.

The group's senior management is currently studying the feasibility of an acquisition.

Ma Shouchang and Qu Xiuzhen came to see him, presumably to come up with a result for him to make the final decision!

Hua Twelve said directly:
"I really have something to do today. It's Guangming's birthday, so I have to go back early. I'll just give you my opinion. I personally prefer to acquire it. I'll take care of the production line problem. If beer doesn't work out, we can still produce beverages. I'll get a few beverage formulas, and sales will definitely not be a problem."

Qu Xiuzhen and Ma Shouchang's eyes lit up: "That's great! Our research also leans towards acquisition!"

Qu Xiuzhen smiled and waved her hand: "Alright, then you should go quickly!"

Hua Shier nodded and was about to leave when Ma Shouchang called him back and took the pen from his shirt pocket, which was clipped to his breast pocket.
"It's Guangming's birthday, and we old folks don't have much to give him. I have a fountain pen here, so I'll give it to Guangming as a gift. I heard he's going to take the college entrance exam next year. Tell him that if he takes my pen, he'd better do well on the exam!"

Since they were all family, Hua Shier didn't refuse. She accepted the gift, said thank you, and then hurried downstairs.

Zheng Juan was waiting at the main entrance of the company. When she saw him come down, she pointed to her watch and said:
"It's so late! We still need to hurry up and buy Guangming a gift!"

Hua Shier asked in confusion, "Didn't you already buy the gifts in advance? Why are you buying more gifts?"

Zheng Juan said helplessly, "Mom just secretly called and said that my sister-in-law's parents are here again. She told you not to go back if you find it annoying!"

Hua Shier was really worried. It had been over a year, but he still hadn't given up. He would visit Hao's house every few days, trying to get closer to him. His purpose was obvious: he wanted Hao to change his mind and get Old Man Hao completely cured!
He nodded:
"Alright then, let's not meet. If you go back, they can come with you to celebrate Guangming's birthday!"

At this moment, the chairman's car, the Hongqi sedan given to him by the old man, pulled up. The new driver, Cao Debao, jogged out and opened the door for the two of them.
"Please get in the car, gentlemen!"

That's right, this new driver, Cao Debao, is the same Cao Debao that Zhou Bingkun met after starting work at the soy sauce factory in the original story, and he was also Chun Yan'er's husband in the original story.

Six months ago, Hua Shier went to inspect the soy sauce factory and saw Cao Debao in the slag removal workshop. Thinking that he had married Chun Yan'er in Hong Kong in this life, he decided to help him out and call it even.

Cao Debao was transferred to the car team for training. Two months ago, the kid got his driver's license and is now working as Hua Shier's driver.

It must be said that Cao Debao is a talented person. He is perceptive, knows how to handle things, and speaks well. He is a very pleasant driver to use.

Hua nodded and got into the car with Zheng Juan, giving the instructions:

"Let's go to the department store!"

After the car started, Hua Shier handed the pen to Zheng Juan:

"This is from Lao Ma, a gift for Guangming, to wish him good luck on next year's college entrance exam!"

Zheng Juan took it and saw that it was a Hero brand fountain pen. She opened the cap and immediately noticed the difference. She quickly whispered something in Hua Shier's ear:
"Look at the pen nib, isn't it the same as mine?"

Hua Shier looked over and immediately recognized that the nib was gold; it was a Hero gold pen.

One of Zheng Juan's patients was a former leader who had given her a similar gold pen, which is why she recognized him at a glance.

"This is too valuable!"

Hua Shier didn't think much of it: "Old Ma and Sister Qu are both on our side, it's no big deal!"

The group's various products earn hundreds of millions of foreign exchange annually. Qu Xiuzhen's salary, bonuses, and share dividends now amount to hundreds of thousands of yuan a year.

In 1984, several hundred thousand yuan would have made someone a billionaire by today's standards.

Of course, Qu Xiuzhen was a woman of noble character. She donated most of her money to the Guo family and also sponsored several impoverished students. Hua Shier admired her greatly and thought she was a pure person and a pure old lady!
Zheng Juan bought Zheng Guangming a pair of Warrior shoes as a gift at the department store. Seeing that a new counter selling birthday cakes had been added on the first floor, she bought one as well.

She smiled and said, "Consider this cake a gift from you, my brother-in-law!"

Hua Shier smiled mysteriously:
"That doesn't count! I've prepared a birthday present for Guangming, and you'll see it in a bit!"

Downstairs in the apartment complex, Zheng Juan, her mother, and Zheng Guangming stood together, their faces full of anticipation as they waited for the 'surprise' prepared by Hua Shier.

"Brother-in-law, what gift did you give me? Why are you being so mysterious?"

Zheng Guangming was overjoyed to receive new sneakers and a birthday cake from his sister, as well as a Hero pen from Lao Ma. Now he eagerly awaits what good things his brother-in-law, Hua Shier, will give him.

Hua Shier laughed heartily: "I told them to deliver it at 5:30, and it's almost here now, it should be arriving soon!"

Zheng Juan gently patted her younger brother's head: "Your brother-in-law always pays close attention to your affairs, so this will definitely be a good gift."

Just then, a van slowly drove up and stopped in front of them.

The driver jumped out of the car and greeted Hua Shier and Zheng Juan.

Hua Shier walked to the sliding door of the van and said proudly, "Guangming, look at the birthday present your brother-in-law prepared for you!"

Zheng Guangming's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward to open the car door—

Then, his smile froze.

The car was crammed full, not with new clothes or shoes, nor with delicious food, but with a whole car full of college entrance exam review questions!

Zheng Guangming: "..."

Zheng Juan: "..."

Zheng's mother: "..." Hua Twelve grinned and patted Zheng Guangming on the shoulder:

"How about that? Surprised enough? The college entrance exam is next year, and your brother-in-law specially asked some teachers from top high schools and university professors to get these practice questions for you. As long as you finish all of these, I guarantee you'll get into a good university!"

Zheng Guangming's lips twitched, and he forced a smile: "Thank you, brother-in-law."

The child was almost crying, and his voice was filled with gritted teeth.

Zheng Juan was both amused and exasperated, and glared at Hua Shier: "Couldn't you have bought a proper gift?"

Hua Shier spread his hands: "Isn't this serious? This is an ocean of knowledge! I'm giving my brother-in-law a whole ocean, doesn't that sound awesome!"

Zheng Juan suppressed a laugh and gave him a playful tap!
Zheng Guangming stood to the side, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He thought to himself, "If only it weren't my birthday! This ocean is too big; I can't swim out!"
Two days later, just after Hua Shier finished his meeting, Zheng Juan called, her voice filled with anxiety:
"Bingkun, Teacher Guangming called and said he got into a fight and the school is going to expel him! I have a patient here and can't leave, so you need to go to the school right away!"

Hua Shier frowned: "That kid Guangming can fight? That's impossible!"

Zheng Guangming was told by monks since he was a child that he had a Buddha-nature, and it was true. The older he got, the gentler his personality became, even a little too kind. How could he possibly start a fight?

After hanging up the phone, Hua Shier took a car to Zheng Guangming's school. When he arrived near the school, he asked Cao Debao to park the car further away, and then he walked to the school himself.

It wasn't that he was pretending to be low-key; it was that when Guangming enrolled, Zheng Juan told him not to let Zheng Guangming think he was special, so she told him not to reveal that his brother-in-law was the chairman of Hongxing.

So every time there was a parent-teacher meeting, it was either Zheng's mother or Zheng Juan who attended. This was the first time Hua Shier had shown up at the school.

As soon as Hua Shier entered the office, he saw Zheng Guangming standing in the corner, his white shirt covered in footprints and his mouth bruised. Opposite him stood several boys, one of whom was covering his nose, looking like a victim, while the others looked like hooligans and didn't look like good students at all.

The homeroom teacher was a woman in her forties. When she saw Hua Shier come in, she asked him in surprise who he was looking for.

Hua Twelve said directly:

“I am Zheng Guangming’s brother-in-law. His sister couldn’t leave for work, so she sent me. You can tell me what’s wrong.”

Upon hearing that he was Zheng Guangming's parent, the female teacher immediately put on a stern face and said before he could finish speaking:
"Your child got into a fight at school, which is a serious offense. How do you usually discipline your child? I'm telling you, I can't teach this child anymore!"

Hua Twelve frowned slightly:
"Teacher, please don't worry. Can you tell me why they were fighting?"

The teacher slammed her hand on the table: "I think there's something wrong with you as a parent, because fighting is absolutely unacceptable!"

Hua Shier was truly impressed; he hadn't heard a single useful word from this teacher. He turned to Zheng Guangming and asked:
"Guangming, tell me why you fought!"

Zheng Guangming lowered his head and whispered, "Brother-in-law, they broke the Hero pen that Grandpa Ma gave me!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the teacher's desk. Hua Shier turned his head and saw that it was Ma Shouchang's gold pen on the desk. Not only was the pen barrel cracked, but the pen cap was nowhere to be seen, and the gold nib was bent.

Hua Shier's eyes turned cold as she turned to the group of boys: "Who did this?"

One of the boys curled his lip: "Who messed with his pen? He broke it himself. Who's to blame? It's just a broken pen, what's the big deal!"

The teacher slammed his hand on the table.

"Zheng Guangming's parents, this isn't about the pen or the pen. If there's a problem, you can talk to the teacher. I've repeatedly forbidden fighting, and Zheng Guangming's behavior has crossed my line."

Hua Shier scoffed, "You have pretty low standards!"

The teacher glared at her: "What do you mean? Why are you swearing?"

Hua Twelve shouted loudly:

"I wanted to ask, are you not allowed to fight back if you're bullied? Our Guangming was covered in footprints, while one of those guys just covered his nose, and the rest didn't look injured at all?"

"What? Several of you ganged up on one, and you still say our actions were egregious? Where are the parents of those kids? Bring them here. I want to ask them how they raised their children!"

The teacher stood up, tilted his head back like a fighting rooster, and shouted at Hua Twelve:

"Do you know what it means to have two hands clap? If you don't cause trouble, will others bother you? Your child hit someone, and the other children were just doing their part to help, don't you understand?!"

"I'll say it again, if you have any questions, you can ask the teacher. Zheng Guangming's actions on his own were wrong!"

She pointed at Zheng Guangming:
"I was initially thinking of giving him a chance, but now that I see the parents' attitude is so wrong, I can't teach this student. He either needs to be transferred to another class or another school."

Hua Shier rolled his eyes, and then, under the watchful eyes of all the teachers in the office and several students, suddenly raised his hand and slapped the teacher across the face.

Of course, Hua Shier didn't use much force; he controlled the pressure just right. One slap would make a sound and hurt, but it wouldn't break anything.

The office fell silent instantly. No one expected Hua Shier to hit someone; they were all stunned.

The teacher snapped out of her daze, feeling a burning sensation on her face, and screamed:
"You dare to hit me?"

She reached out and started scratching and clawing at Hua Shier.

Hua Shier placed one hand on her forehead, skillfully controlling the pressure so that no matter how much she scratched, she couldn't touch Hua Shier.

Other teachers quickly got up to break up the fight. At this moment, the principal heard the commotion and rushed over. Upon entering and seeing the chaos, he frowned and shouted loudly:
"What's going on? Who's causing trouble in the office?"

The homeroom teacher immediately complained: "Principal, Zheng Guangming's parents hit me!"

The principal was also taken aback, and his face darkened:
"How dare you hit a teacher, parent?"

Hua Shier, with one hand on the female teacher, explained:

"My child was bullied and got into a fight with these classmates. The teacher was biased, saying it takes two to tango and that it's wrong to fight back when you're being hit."

"I didn't believe her, so I slapped her to prove to her that one hand can clap. Besides, she was the one who was hit and she was supposed to fight back, but she didn't call the police. So why should she expect my brother to not fight back when he's being hit?"

Seeing that she couldn't gain any advantage, the female teacher, upon hearing Hua Shier mention calling the police, shouted:
"Yes, call the police! I want to call the police!"

The principal's face darkened. He didn't want to call the police, as it would damage the school's reputation. He said to Hua Shier with a stern face:

"Parent, I'll make the decision that if you apologize to Teacher Wang and write a guarantee, we won't call the police!"

Hua Shier, too lazy to waste words, waved his hand:

"Call the police right away! What's the point of an apology if it's not enough? We all need to respect the law!"

The principal was also furious: "Fine, you asked for this!"

Half an hour later, two men in hats arrived at the school. They were from the internal security section of the branch bureau. The one in the lead was a man in his forties who was wearing a hat. He was taken aback when he saw Hua Twelve as soon as he entered:
"Mr. Zhou, what's going on?"

Seeing that the man looked unfamiliar, Hua Shier asked in confusion, "Excuse me, I don't recognize you!"

The man in the hat smiled and said, "When you donated the police car to us for the Chinese New Year, I was standing behind the leader. I'm Xiao Liu from the Internal Security Department!"

He looked much older than Hua Shier, yet he called himself Little Liu.

The principal sensed something was amiss and asked, "Section Chief Liu, do you know him?"

Section Chief Liu introduced, "Don't you watch TV? This is Chairman Zhou of Hongxing Group, the pride of Jichun!"

"what"

The principal was taken aback, then looked embarrassed.
"Oh dear, Mr. Zhou, our school's library was donated by your Red Star Group. Your child attends our school, why didn't you say anything!"

The female teacher panicked: "Mr. Zhou, this is a misunderstanding!"

Hua Shier waved his hand: "Let's not talk about anything else, I also need to report this to the police!"

Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes, Hua Shier pointed to the fountain pen on his desk:
"This is a Hero brand gold pen that a former leader I greatly respected gave to my younger brother. Now that it's been damaged like this, I'm going to call the police. Also, I think this teacher is very problematic. You should investigate this thoroughly!"

Just kidding, Zheng Guangming was fighting several people by himself, but the teacher only contacted Guangming's parents. There's definitely something wrong here!
Upon hearing that it was a gold pen, a gift from General Manager Zhou's former superior, Liu Ke immediately took it seriously. He took the children and teachers to other offices and questioned them separately. Before long, he found out the truth.

A classmate borrowed Zheng Guangming's pen, but after seeing how exquisite it was, he didn't want to return it and asked Zheng Guangming to give it to him. Naturally, Zheng Guangming refused, so the classmate used the pen tip to poke the desk, bending the tip, and then threw it on the ground and stomped on it twice.

Even Zheng Guangming, with his good temper, lost his temper and punched the child who was covering his nose.

As it turned out, the boy's family was not ordinary. He usually had a lot of pocket money and was flattered by others in the class. Several bad students treated him like their underlings, and they would smoke with him. Whenever he was beaten, he would immediately call on these underlings to beat Zheng Guangming together.

As for the teacher's problem, it's simple: the parent of the beaten child is a minor leader in the teacher's husband's workplace, so those who know, know.

The results were in, and Hua Shier coldly glanced at the ashamed principal and the pale-faced female teacher:
“Schools are places for teaching and nurturing students, not places for you to curry favor with the powerful and bully the weak. You must give me an explanation for what happened today.”

The principal wiped his sweat and quickly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, we will definitely handle this seriously!"

Hua Shier said to Section Chief Liu, "Section Chief Liu, I also slapped that teacher. You can handle it however you see fit. We respect the law!"

Liu Ke wiped the sweat from his brow: "She didn't have a single scratch on her face, so it doesn't even meet the criteria for filing a case. We'll just give her a verbal warning and tell her not to hit anyone again!"

Female teacher:
Ultimately, the students who provoked the teacher were given demerits, while the homeroom teacher was transferred from his teaching position due to bias and unfairness.

As for the pen, since Hua Shier reported it to the police and it was quite valuable, Uncle Hat went to the student's parent's workplace and summoned them directly to the branch office. The parent obediently agreed to compensate and then transfer the child to another school. Of course, before the transfer, a good beating was inevitable.

The female teacher was the same; not only was she transferred to clean toilets by the school, but when she returned home, her husband gave her a series of deadly kicks!

Guess why? The child's father and the female teacher's husband are both low-level leaders and employees of a subsidiary of the Red Star Group. How can the chairman's brother-in-law bully them?
Of course, that's a story for later. On the way home, Zheng Guangming lowered his head and whispered:
"Brother-in-law, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Hua Shier rubbed his head and laughed, "Silly boy, what's the trouble when we're family? Besides, you did nothing wrong today; the ones who are wrong are those who bully the weak and fear the strong. Remember, we don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of trouble either!"

Zheng Guangming's eyes were slightly red, and he nodded vigorously.

On the other side, Zhou Bingyi finished his day's work and returned home with a dark face. Recently, their military factory had been performing poorly, and his work was very unsatisfactory.

Hao Dongmei was still working overtime at the hospital and hadn't returned yet. Jin Yueji was furious when she saw her son-in-law's pathetic state.

"Bingyi, how many times have I told you, don't bring your work-related emotions home!"

Zhou Bingyi forced a smile: "Okay, Mom!"

He could clearly feel that, over the past year, because of his father-in-law's illness, everyone in the family except Hao Dongmei had changed. His father-in-law had become irritable, and his mother-in-law had become mean. Sometimes he would think, perhaps, that's just how they were always.

Kim Wol-hee nodded:
"Alright, after dinner, don't forget to give your dad a two-hour massage!"

Zhou Bingyi nodded, then stood up with a blank expression and walked to the dining table.

He's gotten used to it over the past year. Hao Dongmei gets off work late every day at the hospital, and after a long day, he'll massage Hao's father when he gets home.

The health department staff said that this would help the patient recover.

In fact, everyone in the family knows that with Hao's father's crooked mouth and slanted eyes, there's no way he'll ever recover.

After dinner, Zhou Bingyi went to give Hao's father a massage. Because he was thinking about things at the factory, he had a dark expression the whole time, which Jin Yueji noticed and felt unhappy about.

Mr. Hao, who was sitting there, suddenly called out, "Quick, quick, I need to pee!"

Zhou Bingyi quickly said, "Dad, please bear with it for a moment."

He ran quickly to get the chamber pot, and when he came back, he saw that Mr. Hao looked relaxed, but his pants were completely wet.

Jin Yueji roughly said:

"Quickly wipe your dad down, then wash his pants!"

Zhou Bingyi smelled the pungent odor and looked at the messy scene, complaining somewhat:

"Dad, can't you just bear with it a little longer? Look, I've already brought the chamber pot."

Mr. Hao was already embarrassed about wetting his pants, and hearing his son-in-law's complaints only fueled his anger and embarrassment.
"Get out! I don't need your service. Get out!"

Zhou Bingyi didn't say anything. He started changing Hao's father's pants, wiping his body, and then went to the bathroom to wash clothes. He cried as he washed. How long had it been since he, a grown man, had shed tears? Why was life so hard?
Jin Yueji's voice came from outside:

“Zhou Bingyi, don’t feel wronged. You’re our son-in-law, this is what you should do. I know you’re upset, but you need to channel your emotions in the right way. Go talk to your brother and ask Zhou Bingkun to cure your father, that’s all.”

As Zhou Bingyi listened to his mother-in-law's words, he thought about the poisonous oath that Zhou Bingkun had made back then. He had an urge to overturn the table. He wanted to ask his mother-in-law, since he had already made that poisonous oath, why was she still urging him to do the work? Did she want him to die?
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