"What are you looking at? The money and tickets Dazhi gave you, give them to me, you prodigal bitch." Mrs. Wang asked confidently.
"Girl, we tried to persuade her, but your mother-in-law didn't listen." The aunt from before explained calmly.
Zhao Qinglan didn't say anything, she just smiled miserably at her mother-in-law. "Xiaoduo is also your granddaughter, how could you be so cruel?" She touched her daughter's ears that were still red after being pulled, and just wanted to wipe out what was in front of her.
My mother-in-law was cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
Ignoring her daughter-in-law's accusations, Mrs. Wang continued to reach out and asked: "Where are the money and tickets? Take them out wherever you hid them."
She had already rummaged through the bed when she came here just now, but she couldn't find it. She must have hidden it on this dead woman.
Zhao Qinglan originally thought that she would wait until she was in the hospital to recuperate her health before going to divorce Wang Dazhi, but now she didn't want to wait. It was the Wang family who forced her. Since they didn't want the mother and daughter to live well, then everyone
Forget it!
Knowing that he could not understand the truth with his troubled mother-in-law, Zhao Qinglan stopped talking, picked up Xiaoduo and walked outside.
Of course, Mrs. Wang didn't give up. She kept pointing her fingers and cursing at them, but Zhao Qinglan ignored her and just ignored her.
Although Zhao Qinglan was still a little weak, she was young after all, and she walked very fast with her thin daughter in her arms. Mrs. Wang had small feet, so she couldn't keep up after a while, and kept cursing behind her.
After Zhao Qinglan got rid of her mother-in-law, she went back to the hospital, found the doctor who treated her, and got her medical records. After doing this, she took her daughter's hand and went straight to the garment factory where Wang Dazhi worked.
Today was a working day. Wang Dazhi took leave because his wife Zhao Qinglan fainted and was hospitalized. When Zhao Qinglan took Xiaoduo to the door of the garment factory, the workers inside were busy working.
After Zhao Qinglan and Wang Dazhi got married, she didn't come to the garment factory a few times, so the gatekeeper didn't know her, so he naturally stopped her.
"What are you doing? It's an important place for production. No one can wander in."
Zhao Qinglan wiped her face and showed a miserable look. "Uncle, I am the wife of Wang Dazhi of your factory. I want to ask the leader of our factory to make the decision. Can you let me in?"
No one is better informed about the gossip of every household in the garment factory than the guard, especially the leaders who can be named. The uncle will know more about the situation in their families.
Hearing this, he looked at Zhao Qinglan carefully. "Are you the one Director Wang married later?"
Zhao Qinglan nodded and wiped her eyes. "It's me. This is my daughter Xiaoduo."
Although the family courtyard and the production area of the garment factory are not far apart, they are not in the same place.
Zhao Qinglan was like an invisible person in her daily life. Apart from buying groceries, she was busy working at home. Therefore, the janitor didn't really know much about her. He only heard that she was a diligent and honest woman.
It seems that he has been greatly wronged. Otherwise, an honest man could be forced to bring his daughter to the factory to ask the leader for the decision?
The uncle sighed and opened the door. "Go in, which leader do you want to see? Just ask when you see someone, the leaders' offices are all together."
"Hey, thank you uncle, you are a good person." Zhao Qinglan looked grateful, which made the uncle sympathize with them even more.
"Come in quickly, or we'll have to get off work later."
Zhao Qinglan then led Xiao Duo in and walked in. When she saw someone, she asked where the office of the women director in the factory was, and she quickly got the seat.
When she was approaching the women's director's office, she stopped and pinched her thigh hard, causing tears to flow from her eyes. Then she covered her face and led her daughter to the destination with great fanfare.
Xiaoduo saw her mother crying and didn't understand why, so she cried too. The mother and daughter cried all the way to the door of the Women's Director's Office.
Their movements naturally attracted the attention of many people. As soon as the two arrived, many people from the office came out to watch or opened the windows to peek.
Women's Director Sui Wenjing was holding an enamel teapot and discussing what to eat in the cafeteria with two office workers when she heard a burst of crying coming from far away and finally stopping at the door of her office.
Looking at each other with the two officers, Sui Wenjing immediately put down the teapot and walked out.
When she saw someone coming out, Zhao Qinglan started crying. "I can't live this life, I can't live it."
"Comrade, whose family are you a family member? I'm looking at you. If you have any grievances, let's sit down and talk about it slowly." After hearing the cry, Sui Wenjing immediately got into work mode.
With so many people in the factory watching, this was a great opportunity for Director Sui to show off. She must deal with this lesbian's grievances.
Zhao Qinglan put down her hand, looked at Sui Wenjing and asked anxiously: "Can you help me make the decision?"
"Yes, I am the women's director of our factory. I can help you make decisions on matters related to female comrades. Tell me, what's wrong with you?"
"Comrade Chairman once said that women can hold up half the sky, and I believe you." Zhao Qinglan said, "I have finally found an organization and you have to help me regain the trust of justice."
As soon as she heard the Chairman's words, Sui Wenjing immediately became serious. This female comrade actually knew what the Chairman said. It seemed that she was taking this matter more seriously.
"Hey, isn't this Xiao Wang's wife?" A person who lived across the door from Wang Dazhi's house said in surprise.
"Xiao Wang, which Xiao Wang?" someone asked immediately.
There are more than 100 people with the surname Wang in the factory, but if I don't tell you the name, who knows which little Wang it is?
"It's Wang Dazhi, the director of the second workshop." There was nothing he couldn't say, so the man spoke immediately.
"Oh..." Now everyone looked at Zhao Qinglan and her daughter with meaningful eyes.
Everyone in the factory knew that Wang Dazhi's former wife died in an accident, because she died in an accident in their factory.
The factory leaders also gave the Wang family a lot of compensation for this, otherwise Wang Dazhi would not have become the workshop director so easily.
Later I heard that he had married another one, but it was not a big deal, so many people had never seen the reclusive Zhao Qinglan.
However, just like the caretaker, many people have heard that the wife of the Wang family was an honest and hard-working person. It is said that she was also very good to the two children left behind. This is enough to give everyone a good impression of Zhao Qinglan.
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Seeing that everyone had identified themselves, Zhao Qinglan began to formally complain.
"Since I entered the Wang family, I get up early and go to bed late every day. I work hard. I cook all the food in the house, wash everyone's clothes, and do all the work in the house. I care about the children.
Fei and Xiaoyan are better than my biological daughter."
"But what did I get in exchange? Xiaofei Xiaoyan bullied Xiaoduo all day long. I was so tired at home that I couldn't straighten my waist every day. But I couldn't even eat a good meal. I fainted and went to the hospital. The doctor said I was
Malnutrition and overwork.”
"I just wanted to take a good rest in the hospital, but my mother-in-law chased me to the hospital to give me a shot, and she even asked me for money and tickets. Did she want to starve us two to death? Is this still a new society..."
At first she was just pretending, but as she spoke, Zhao Qinglan remembered the grievances she had suffered in her previous life, and the more she cried, the more sorrowful she became.
The more people onlookers listened, the more they felt pitiful for Zhao Qinglan and her daughter.
Wang Dazhi was still drinking wine at home, waiting for his mother to come back with the money he had paid for, when he heard a loud bang on his door.
"What are you doing?" He impatiently stood up and opened the door.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Li Xiaoliu, his lackadaisical subordinate in the workshop, with a worried look on his face. "Director, it's not good, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, she went to the factory to make trouble with Director Sui, saying that she had suffered a huge grievance at home.
Now there are many people standing around to watch."
What! Is Zhao Qinglan going to rebel? Wang Dazhi ran out as fast as he could.