The Red Era: Starting from a Truck Driver

Chapter 173 Zhou Lingying feels disgusted

Jiang Changhe left at half past one, and there was a bowl of chicken in the cupboard.

This was not something Zhou Lingying kept secretly, but she kept it openly. A whole chicken was stewed, with mushrooms and other ingredients, and some soup. It would take a very large bowl to hold it all.

So Zhou Lingying used two bowls, and the remaining bowl was for Jiang Chenghe to eat in the evening when she asked him to stay.

But there is no way, I can’t keep it~.

His son Jiang Cheng was not around, so he, an old man, came to the city to live with his daughter-in-law. Although they did not sleep in the same room, it was not good either, and he was not too old to walk.

Zhou Lingying took the uneaten chicken and smelled it. It smelled really good. She cooked a lot of rice today, especially because Jiang Changhe was coming. She loved chicken soup with rice in the evening and could eat several bowls.

"Lingying, your father-in-law has passed away. You are so filial. You killed a chicken as soon as he came." Chen Li said to Zhou Lingying in the yard while holding the child's pants.

"Chickens are raised for eating. After all, they are my man's fathers. The doctor said that if we want them to get better quickly, we need to get enough nutrition," Zhou Lingying replied.

As soon as Jiang Changhe left, Zhou Lingying stood outside the room listening to the radio. Before long, other people who were free in the yard would come over to listen to the radio and talk about some new gossip they knew.

"Lingying, can you lend me your sewing machine? The child's clothes are torn again." Chen Li said.

"Go and use it, and cover it for me when you're done." Zhou Lingying said generously.

"Don't worry, you don't have to tell me." Chen Li said with a smile.

In the front and back yards, only Zhou Lingying's family and Zhu Lan's family had sewing machines. Especially after Zhou Lingying's family got a sewing machine, many people came to borrow it.

Because Zhu Lan was often not at home, people from the backyard would come to Zhou Lingying to borrow the sewing machine.

Although you can sew clothes by hand with a needle and thread, threading is troublesome, and the seams of clothes sewed by people with poor skills will be a little wrinkled and uneven.

Sewing machines are so great. If you know how to use them, you can just step on them a few times, turn them a circle and sew a seam in a few minutes.

When this sewing machine is not in use, it is covered with a piece of cloth to prevent dust.

Sure enough, not long after, some of the men in the family who had gone to work came over to Zhou Lingying to chat with her and listen to the radio together.

As the owner of the radio, Zhou Lingying has the final say on which channel to listen to. But these days, people like to listen to all kinds of programs, even those that teach people how to farm.

"Lingying, you are really pretty and fair. No wonder your man likes you."

"Sister Cui'e, please don't praise me every time you come. What's the use of a pretty woman? She still has to be hardworking and good at managing the household. I'm lucky to have found a man who makes a lot of money."

The one who praised Zhou Lingying was Liu Cui'e who came over to chat from the backyard. Because Zhou Lingying had lent her money last time, Liu Cui'e was now very good at praising Zhou Lingying.

Liu Cui'e also understood that her family was in such a situation that because of her husband's gambling, her relatives would not help her. Even the people in the courtyard were unwilling to help. If there was a problem, Zhou Lingying might be the only one who could help.

Because for other families, even if they borrowed five or ten yuan, it would be a considerable amount. But in Zhou Lingying's place, everyone knew that Jiang Cheng could earn at least a hundred yuan a month. The basic salary plus the subsidy was already 70 or 80 yuan.

Jiang Cheng gave everyone the impression that he could easily get scarce materials, so it was easy for him to earn a few dozen dollars.

Zhou Lingying said it modestly, saying that it was useless for a woman to be good-looking. But she didn't know whether she was good-looking or not. It was useless because her man would often eat her from top to bottom.

But to be honest, Zhou Lingying has been eating well recently and hasn't been out in the sun. Her complexion has become much more rosy and her skin has become much whiter. But compared to her buttocks and some other parts, it's still a long way off. "I heard that over at the East Bridge, the widow Liu was caught fooling around with a man."

"I know the east end of the bridge. It's near the well where we wash clothes. Which family does Widow Liu belong to?"

When women gossip, they often start with "I heard about it." Usually, this kind of information is heard from somewhere else.

As Zhou Lingying had only lived here for a short time, she naturally didn't know which one was Widow Liu. But when she heard about this, she became interested and asked immediately.

"It's the second one at the bridge end over there. I'll show it to you next time you go do laundry." Wang Yuzhen said. She also knew the widow Liu over there.

After Wang Yuzhen said this, Zhou Lingying immediately nodded, and then continued to listen to the neighbors talk about how the widow was fooling around with men.

But as she listened, Zhou Lingying felt that the widow Liu was a little disgusting because the neighbors said that the widow was having an affair with a married man.

If the man didn't have a wife, or his wife had died, Zhou Lingying thought it might be okay to hook up with him. But it was so disgusting and dirty to have a wife like him.

In Zhou Lingying's opinion, she only accepted Jiang Cheng's penis into her body. If it was someone else, she might die. By the same token, if Jiang Cheng had done that with another woman and then did that with her, Zhou Lingying would feel dirty just thinking about it.

But even though I felt disgusted, I still listened and gossiped.

A few women got together, chatted, listened to the radio, and the afternoon passed very quickly.

It is already September and students have started school. At around 4pm, many primary school students have returned home after school.

Nowadays, primary schools in different places have different get out of class start and end times in different seasons.

In Changcheng, classes start at 2:00 p.m., and each class lasts 50 minutes, with a 10-minute break in between. There are only two classes in the afternoon, and school ends before 4:00 p.m.

In some cities, classes start at 1:30 p.m. and end at 3:30 p.m.

"Aunt, I saw Uncle Jiang come back and pick up something on the roadside."

"Is this true? Don't talk nonsense, kid."

"Aunt, it's true. Apart from Uncle Jiang, no one in our yard drives a car. Aunt, I want to read comic books."

"Okay, wait until I come back and I'll get two books for you to read."

The children finish school around four o'clock. Some of them go home to do their homework, while others put down their schoolbags and go outside to play for a while.

A child who was going to school in the yard saw Jiang Cheng at the intersection and came back to tell Zhou Lingying.

Unmarried girls call her aunt, and married women, if they are older than her, even if they are only a dozen years older, have to call Zhou Lingying aunt or auntie.

Just like Zhu Lan's family, her children are in junior high school. But because Zhu Lan and her family are of the same generation as Jiang Cheng, Zhu Lan's children are only a few years younger than Zhou Lingying and have to call him aunt.

When Zhou Lingying heard the children in the yard saying Jiang Cheng was back after school, she was no longer in the mood to chat with others. In fact, when the others saw the children coming home from school, they also went home to prepare dinner.

(End of this chapter)