"Zhuzi is back? Mom made your favorite braised pork.
After a while, when your father and your sister come back, we will have dinner." Aunt Wang said, picking up a piece of braised pork and stuffing it into Shuan Zhu's mouth.
"Mom, the braised pork you made is still delicious.
In rural areas, it is difficult to have a few meals of meat throughout the year.
It's not delicious yet." Shuan Zhu chewed the braised pork hard, not forgetting to complain.
"You are back now, and you will be fine in the future!
When you get back, mom will go find Pingzi and ask him to arrange a job for you.
He is now the deputy section chief of the Materials Bureau." Aunt Wang looked at Shuan Zhu fondly.
When his mother mentioned Zhang Junping, Shuan Zhu looked a little strange.
Just when I didn't know how to reply, Aunt Wang's daughter Wang Hongmei came back from get off work.
At about the same time as her, Aunt Wang's husband Wang Jiye came in.
Aunt Wang is not named Wang. She is called Aunt Wang because her husband's family name is Wang.
This is the same as Mrs. Zhou, who is also named after her husband's family.
"Mom, it smells so good? Have you made braised pork?" Wang Hongmei smelled the aroma of braised pork as soon as she walked in. She curled her lips and protested: "Mom, you are too partial! When my brother comes back, I will see that Tian will make something delicious."
"Even if I eat, I can't shut your mouth! I'm biased, and I've raised you so big that I don't lack anything for you to eat or wear." Aunt Wang picked up a chopstick of braised pork and stuffed it into Wang Hongmei's mouth.
I have to say that although Aunt Wang is a philistine, she is a good housekeeper and dotes on her children.
"Old lady, you can't live without buying so much meat?" Wang Jiye cried out in distress when he saw the braised pork on the table.
"What are you talking about? I sent this over this afternoon.
Said it was to congratulate Shuan Zhu."
"Pingzi sent it? Shuan Zhu has been back for almost ten days, why did he come to congratulate you?" Wang Jiye asked doubtfully.
"Who knows! Maybe they are busy, but they are not like you. They have been idle all their lives and have no chance of becoming an official.
I'm a leader, so of course I'm busy!" Aunt Wang didn't take it seriously and stabbed her man once.
Plunging a knife into a man's heart is an innate skill for almost all women.
What can you do? You have been working for most of your life to earn this little money.
Look at other people, then look at you, you are over thirty years old and you have no savings at all.
I have been following you for eight lifetimes. My sister's husband has just been promoted to the rank of full-time clerk. Looking at you, you are still just a junior clerk.
I have lived with you in a shabby house all my life. When will you be able to afford a house?
Similar words always happen in countless families.
Then countless men will change the topic like Wang Jiye.
"Hurry up and eat! This guy is really good, he pays attention to people!"
"By the way, Pingzi came today and said some strange things. I thought about it all afternoon and couldn't figure it out."
"What words?"
"He said that he didn't cook at home, and there was nothing valuable at home, except for a pair of wolfskin gloves, deerskin boots, and a wolfskin mattress.
What do you mean by this? It seems like someone cares about his money." Aunt Wang repeated Zhang Junping's words.
Wang Jiye didn't take it seriously at first, but the more he heard, the more he felt something was wrong.
After hearing the end, Wang Jiye's face turned pale, he stared at Shuan Zhu and asked: "Did you go to Pingzi's house to get something today?
A pair of gloves, a pair of boots, a wolfskin mattress?"
"Dad, I didn't! I didn't bring the wolfskin mattress!"
"Then you took gloves and boots?" Wang Jiye continued to ask with a cold face.
"Yes!" Under Wang Jiye's close gaze, Shuan Zhu nodded slightly. Bayi Chinese Website
"They say that Pingzi is an official and has money, so I will..."
"Pah!" Before Shuan Zhu could finish speaking, he received a slap on the face.
The one who beat her was actually Aunt Wang.
"I'll beat you to death for making no money! Why don't you learn well?
Do you have to be like your second brother and enter the fence?
Unfortunately, I plan to shamelessly ask others to arrange a job for you.
In the end...where do you want me to put my old face?" Aunt Wang was merciless. She would scold and hit her, causing Zhuanzhu to hide everywhere.
Finally, when Aunt Wang was tired from beating her, she sat on a stool and started to cry.
Wang Jiye stood up again and took out his belt, "Old lady, take a break and I'll fight you!
It's a son's fault for not teaching his father. Let's beat this bastard to death today to avoid embarrassing the old Wang family.
Hongmei, please block the door for me, don’t let this little bastard escape!”
After saying that, he was whipped while turning the belt.
"Dad, didn't I just steal a pair of gloves and a pair of boots?
Are you going to beat me to death?" Shuan Zhu was so anxious that he grabbed the belt and asked aggrievedly.
"As for that?" Wang Jiye was also tired from the beating and squatted on the ground.
"When your second brother brought a jar of pickles to the house for the first time, I praised him for his ability.
Later, your second brother often brought things from home, including pickles, soy sauce, vinegar, bean paste, soybean oil! Flour, rice, eggs, and meat.
Your mother and I know that your second brother stole it from the supply and marketing cooperative.
At that time, we also thought that it was just some non-staple food, what’s the big deal.
Later, your second brother started taking money from home.
At this time, your mother and I were scared, but it was already too late.
Not long after, your second brother was arrested for theft.
Sentenced to ten years!
How many decades does a person have in his life?
He went to squat on the fence. Although your mother and I felt sorry for him, we also knew that it was his own doing.
But, what about your sister? Your sister does her job honestly and goes to work down-to-earth.
Just because of your second brother, your sister's marriage was ruined, and now, almost thirty years old, she still can't get married.
It was us who harmed your second brother and tricked your sister!
Back then, when he first took back the jar of pickles, if I had beaten him like I did today, I wouldn't have..." Wang Jiye burst into tears as he spoke.
Wang Hongmei, who was guarding the door, was already crying.
"dad!"
"Don't call me dad, I don't have a son like you! From now on, I have only one daughter and no son!
I'm just an old loser!"
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"What's wrong?"
"What's going on with Lao Wang's family?"
"Why are you so good and you're beating up the child?"
At this time, a crowd of people had gathered in front of Wang Jiye's house to watch the excitement.
The courtyard is such a big place, and any loud noise can alarm the neighbors.
What's more, Shuan Zhu was beaten so much that he cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf.
At this time, Zhang Junping came back from outside and saw people crowding around Aunt Wang's house. After asking around a little, he found out what was going on.
"Okay, let's all disperse. What's the point of beating a child?
No, you can beat your children when you go home!" Zhang Junping joked and chased away the crowd.
Zhang Junping's prestige in the courtyard was quite high. When he said this, everyone laughed and left the Wang family.
Also, there is nothing strange about spanking children. It seems like no one has ever been spanked before.
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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