Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

"Wang... Wang Guowei."

The moment those three words left Sun Weidong's mouth, Zhang Dafa's expression changed.

He paused for a moment, as if he hadn't heard clearly.

Immediately afterwards, his chubby face turned bright red.

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhang Dafa rushed forward and kicked Sun Weidong in the stomach.

Sun Weidong screamed and curled up into a ball.

Zhang Dafa was still not satisfied and pointed at his nose, cursing, "I know Wang Guowei's character better than you do!"

"That kid's a scoundrel, a cheat, and he's never satisfied with taking advantage!"

"But he doesn't have the guts!"

"Steal the keys to Workshop No. 1? Hire someone to beat Zhao Tiezhu up like this?"

"How many heads does he have to do something like that?"

Zhang Dafa became increasingly agitated as he cursed, his face trembling.

"Sun Weidong, stop biting people here!"

"You caused this mess yourself, and now you want to drag someone down with you, don't you?"

"Do you fucking think that just because Wang Guowei is related to my family, you can muddy the waters by biting him?"

Sun Weidong, terrified, covered his head and shrank back, crying out, "I didn't lie! Deputy Factory Director Zhang, I really didn't lie! He really came! He really asked!"

Zhang Dafa raised his hand to slap him again.

Liang Tiejun grabbed his wrist.

"Old Zhang." Zhang Dafa turned around abruptly, his eyes bloodshot. "Old Liang, this kid's spouting nonsense!"

"Whether it's just baseless accusations or not, let's find out before we speak."

Liang Tiejun's voice wasn't loud, but it was as hard as iron.

Zhang Dafa's chest heaved violently, and it took him a long time to lower his hand.

Liang Tiejun turned his head and stared at Sun Weidong on the ground.

"Sun Weidong".

"Zhang Dafa was right about one thing."

"Wang Guowei is just a good-for-nothing who freeloads."

"He's greedy, he's wicked, he's shameless."

"But I don't believe he would dare to hire someone to steal the key to Workshop No. 1."

Just as Sun Weidong was about to speak, Liang Tiejun suddenly took a step forward.

"But the way you were acting just now didn't seem like you were just making it up."

"That's why I'm asking you."

Liang Tiejun grabbed Sun Weidong by the collar and pulled him up halfway from the ground.

Did Wang Guowei come tonight or not?

Sun Weidong nodded repeatedly: "I've been here! I really have!"

"When did you arrive?"

"After dinner...around eight o'clock." "What brings you here?"

"He said... he was upset because his aunt kicked him out, so he came over to mooch a couple of drinks."

"Just to freeload drinks?" Sun Weidong's throat bobbed. "At first, yes."

Liang Tiejun's eyes turned cold.

"And then?" Sun Weidong's eyes were unfocused, and his voice lowered: "Then...then they joined us in cursing a few times."

"Who are you cursing?" Sun Weidong didn't dare look at Da Niu and Er Ga Zi, and could only lower his head and say, "He's cursing Zhao Shanhe, cursing the security department, and cursing the gatekeepers in Workshop No. 1."

Liang Tiejun took a step closer.

"Explain yourself, how did he mention Zhao Tiezhu?" Sun Weidong wiped the blood from his face, his voice trembling more and more. "He... he just asked it as a joke."

"What do you want to ask?"

"Ask if that idiot is on duty again tonight."

The room fell silent.

Zhang Dafa's face twitched violently.

Sun Weidong quickly explained, "He really said it with a smile! It was the kind of joking tone you use when you've had a few drinks."

"He said that Zhao Tiezhu is a fool. He gets insulted like a dog during the day but doesn't talk back. Yet he guards the gate so diligently at night. It's so boring."

"He even egged us on, saying that we should wait until that idiot gets off work, go over and scare him a bit, just to have some fun."

Liang Tiejun's gaze grew increasingly somber.

Sun Weidong frantically shook his hand, which was covered in blood and mud, so anxious that snot was coming out of his nose.

"Of course I refused on the spot!"

"I, Sun Weidong, am just a good-for-nothing who loves to talk big. I would never dare to rob anyone!"

"When he saw that none of us dared to respond, he immediately became unhappy. He pointed his finger at us and called us cowards and weaklings a few times, then left without even finishing his drink, slamming the door behind him."

Sun Weidong gripped Liang Tiejun's trouser leg tightly, his voice filled with desperate pleas.

"Director Liang, I really don't know anything about what happened after he left!"

Liang Tiejun remained silent.

He just stared intently at Sun Weidong.

Zhang Dafa's face had gradually turned pale.

Liang Tiejun slowly turned his head and looked at Zhang Dafa.

"Old Zhang."

Zhang Dafa's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Liang Tiejun kept his voice very low.

"Is this still considered making baseless accusations?"

Zhang Dafa's Adam's apple bobbed, and the muscles on his face tightened.

He knew in his heart that Wang Guowei might not have done it himself, but that bastard had gone out with bad intentions and definitely passed the message on to someone else.

The room was completely quiet.

The big bull slowly raised its head.

Ergaizi gripped the bleeding knife in his hand so tightly it made a cracking sound.

The last bit of color drained from Zhang Dafa's face.

Liang Tiejun stood there, his chest heaving a few times, and finally squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth:

"Find Wang Guowei."

……

at the same time.

In the tenement building of the family compound, Sun Guifen poured the plate of braised pork on the table into the swill bucket.

The braised pork had completely cooled down.

The white oil that had solidified on the surface clung to the bottom of the plate. She scraped it off with her chopsticks a couple of times before it fell into the bucket, sticky and gooey.

Scrambled eggs, cabbage and vermicelli, and fried peanuts were also poured in, plate after plate.

In the end, only half a pound of sponge cake remained on the corner of the table.

The oil paper package was still neatly arranged.

Sun Guifen stood by the table for a long time, but in the end she couldn't bear to throw it away.

She picked up the bag of sponge cakes and put it on the top shelf of the cupboard.

Just as the cabinet door was closing, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Knock knock".

The sound wasn't loud.

They were even a little cautious.

Sun Guifen's hand stopped on the cabinet door.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, then a very low voice came through again.

"Aunt." Sun Guifen's face instantly turned cold.

She turned around abruptly, walked to the door, and yanked it open.

The cold wind blowing through the hallway, carrying the smell of coal smoke, poured in fiercely through the cracks in the door.

Wang Guowei stood outside the door with his neck hunched over.

He had obviously gone back and tidied himself up; the tattered cotton-padded jacket stained with oil and mud was gone, replaced by a faded gray-blue cotton-padded coat.

Her hair had been specially wetted and clung to her forehead, shivering in the cold wind.

He was also carrying a yellowed oil paper package in his hand.

It looks much cleaner than when it was throwing a tantrum in the house.

But Sun Guifen's eyes, which were always good at reading people, immediately noticed that something was wrong.

His eyes were so unfocused.

He smiled ingratiatingly at her while uncontrollably glancing towards the dark ends of the stairwell, as if a ghost were chasing him.

Sun Guifen felt a surge of disgust and raised her hand to slam the door.

"What are you doing here?"

Wang Guowei was startled and quickly stretched out half of his body to brace against the door, forcing a fawning smile onto his frozen blue face.

"Auntie, don't close the door!"

"I was a jerk just now, I was so ignorant."

"I'm foul-mouthed, I deserve to be hit, don't take it to heart."

Sun Guifen tightened her grip and sneered, "Weren't you so capable? Didn't you call your uncle an ingrate? Didn't you curse him to never come back? What are you doing back here?"

Wang Guowei's smile froze for a moment.

But he reacted very quickly, raising his hand and slapping himself across the cheek with a crisp sound.

"Look at my foul mouth."

"Wasn't that just something I said in the heat of the moment?"

"I'm a bit brainless. I just drank some horse piss and started spouting nonsense without thinking."

"But Aunt, you watched me grow up, you know perfectly well what I'm thinking, how could I really think that way?"

Sun Guifen stared at him coldly, her body still blocking the doorway, not giving an inch.

"Take your things."

"My family doesn't need your food."

Seeing that he couldn't squeeze in, Wang Guowei quickly handed the crumpled oil paper package in his hand forward, almost stuffing it into Sun Guifen's arms.

"Caozi Gao" (a type of steamed rice cake).

"I just went to the supply and marketing cooperative's sales point to buy it."

"I figured you were so angry you probably didn't eat much tonight, and your stomach must be empty."

"My uncle isn't coming back, and you're feeling sad being alone at home. As his nephew, I'm feeling even worse out there in the wind."

As he spoke, his voice softened deliberately, even becoming slightly choked with emotion.

"Aunt, over the years, I've kept track of who has been good to me."

"My parents have long since stopped caring about whether I live or die, and the people at the factory look down on me. Even my own uncle looks down on me."

"But you're different."

"You really care about me, you treat me like a human being."

Sun Guifen's fingers, gripping the door frame, tightened suddenly, her knuckles turning pale.

Wang Guowei's thieving eyes swept over her and noticed that her expression had softened. He immediately seized the opportunity and took another half step forward.

"Auntie, I just walked around in the cold wind outside for a long time, and the more I think about it, the more I want to slap myself."

"I'm just a junior, and I came to your house to eat and drink your food, and I even made you cry."

"I'm not even human!"

"But I really didn't mean to upset you."

He sniffed his red nose, and his eyes actually turned red.

"If you really have the heart to abandon me, what am I to you in this Red Star factory?"

"My uncle now looks at me like I'm an enemy, and he wishes he could fire me."

"My coworkers talk behind my back."

Even Sun Weidong and his gang of gambling addicts treat me like a joke.

"Aunt, you are now my only family member left in this world."

That last sentence, like a soft needle dipped in poison, pierced with unparalleled precision into Sun Guifen's most painful heart.

She had just had all her hopes dashed by Zhang Dafa's ruthless phone call.

The carefully prepared meal inside had just turned into a bucket of swill.

The carefully purchased sponge cake can only sit alone locked in the cupboard.

On this bitterly cold winter night, when Zhang Dafa didn't even want to go home, Wang Guowei stood at the door and said in a low voice, "You're the only family member left."

Sun Guifen knew perfectly well that eight out of ten sentences this kid uttered were just empty words, a performance for the sake of the performance.

But when people are in dire straits, even a rotten straw is better than nothing.

In the end, a part of her heart still crumbled uncontrollably.

She put on a stern face, trying her best to maintain the dignity of an elder, and said coldly, "Don't try to fool me with this sweet talk."

Upon hearing this tone, Wang Guowei knew that the threshold had been crossed, and he nodded vigorously.

"I know, I know!"

"Auntie, even if you hit me with a broom or yell at me today, I will never talk back."

"It's too cold outside, so I'll go inside and have some hot water."

"Warm myself up, I'll be leaving right away."

Sun Guifen stared at him for a long time.

Wang Guowei kept his head down, the oil paper package containing the steamed rice cake in his hand was deformed from his grip, and his wet hair was still dripping with ice water.

The draft in the hallway was howling, scraping against my face like a knife.

He seemed to be truly frozen, his shoulders involuntarily shrinking inwards.

Sun Guifen closed her eyes briefly, then finally released her grip on the door and opened it a little wider.

"Get in here."