Chapter 179: with translation of chapter title

Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu, the two of them.

One is Bangeng's grandmother.

One is Bangeng's biological mother.

In fact, neither of them understands Bangeng.

A white-eyed wolf's nature is that of a stubborn donkey.

In the previous life.

Because Xu Daming had someone put a green hat on Bangeng, saying Qin Huairu and Shazhu had an improper relationship, Bangeng thus resented Qin Huairu for eight full years, causing Qin Huairu to use this as an excuse to drag Shazhu along for eight years, until Bangeng needed work and marriage needed a house, she had no choice but to agree to marry Shazhu.

The more you forbid me from doing something,

the more I, Bangeng, insist on doing it.

And curiosity is at work.

This beating of the Jia family mother‑in‑law and daughter‑in‑law can only backfire, and it even arouses Bangeng's unwillingness to lose.

After being beaten.

Bangeng has been holding a grudge in his heart.

He was secretly stepping on the plate.

That saying came true.

A rat's offspring are born knowing how to dig holes.

The innate thief‑saint genes, over these few days, were fully expressed; after careful observation and calculation, Bangeng finally discovered the time period when he could employ his thieving skills.

Every day at 3:30 p. m., Yu Li punctually goes from the central courtyard to the rear courtyard to visit Lou Xiaoe; thirty minutes later she returns, sometimes with Lou Xiaoe, sometimes alone.

During this time, Shazhu's home is neither locked nor occupied, which Bangeng has identified as the best moment to strike.

To clear his name of suspicion.

Bangeng deliberately set the time for the day after tomorrow.

That is, Wednesday.

He used skipping class to prove his innocence.

…

In the blink of an eye.

Two days passed.

It came to Wednesday afternoon.

Bangeng bent low, sneaking from the front courtyard into the siheyuan, moving like a little mouse along the wall corner to the edge of Shazhu's window.

He cocked his ear and listened carefully to the indoor sounds.

When he sensed that the interior was silent,

He grasped the wooden door, gently shifting it until a gap over a foot wide appeared; taking advantage of his small stature, he slipped his body through the gap, angling himself inside.

A lazy donkey rolling over.

Bangeng's body had already rolled from outside into the inside.

He looked around at everything before him.

A feeling of envy, jealousy and hatred rose in Bangeng; near the window sat a half‑new sewing machine, on top of which lay a wooden‑cased radio.

Nothing else needs to be said.

Just these two items let Bangeng realize how wealthy Shazhu's family is.

I vaguely recall hearing that in these times, families owning a sewing machine are few and far between, and those with a radio are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Right here in the siheyuan, opposite the Jia family, Shazhu's home has a sewing machine, a radio, and even a bicycle.

We are all the same kind of people; why does Shazhu's family have these things while the Jia family has nothing but a single bicycle—and even that was sold to them by Yi Zhonghai?

Some rumors drifted into Bangeng's ears.

It was said that Yi Zhonghai had an improper relation with Qin Huairu, so he bought her a bicycle; earlier, when Bangeng bragged that his family had a bicycle, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu righteously told him that bike was Qin Huairu's hard‑earned "suffering bike," different from Shazhu's family's bike.

Bangeng hesitated after finding the letter, wondering whether to wreak some havoc.

To make you show off.

I will destroy him.

Twisting his neck, glaring with wary eyes, he scanned his surroundings as much as possible.

The letter!

This is the primary target.

As for the rest, they can be let go.

…

The Jia family.

That Jia Zhangshi, wearing cloth shoes, unintentionally saw Bangeng dart into Shazhu's home, and a smile involuntarily spread across her face.

This brat.

He really is obedient, damn it.

I've told Bangeng more than once.

Saying that in the siheyuan, other families aren't worth visiting—you won't get anything there; it's best to go to the homes of Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Yan Fugui, Xu Daming, and Shazhu, those families are rich.

Bangeng truly is obedient.

On Wednesday afternoon, taking advantage of a gap between classes, he purposely ran back from a school one kilometer away, sneaking to Shazhu's home to steal things.

This big brat is really well‑behaved.

Having such a big brat is truly a blessing the Jia family has cultivated over several generations.

Jia Zhangshi, holding needle and thread in her hand, suddenly widened her eyes, and the smug look on her face turned into boundless terror.

Just a moment ago.

What did she think of?

The letter.

This thing cannot be stolen.

She panicked.

She ran out of the Jia family house without even putting on her shoes.

She had to save Bangeng, and at the same time save herself.

Regarding the letter, Bangeng really cannot get involved; once it comes to light, it will be an earth-shattering matter, the siheyuan simply cannot contain such a huge affair, and it will definitely be reported to the police station.

When the public security arrives, what matter can they not investigate clearly?

Bangeng will be caught.

Qin Huairu will also be fired from the steel mill.

Jia Zhangshi will also have to go to the countryside.

Laoqianpo became as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, her heart flew up into midair, extremely worried and uneasy; this unease, upon seeing Yu Li in a moment, intensified and was elevated in quality.

Bad thing happened.

Yu Li came back.

Usually Yu Li would stay at Lou Xiaoe's house for at least thirty minutes, but this time she stayed less than three minutes before leaving and returning.

If she were actually caught on the spot by Yu Li.

Bangeng would end up caught red-handed.

A seven- or eight-year-old child stealing things.

That really isn't a good reputation!

If it were another neighbor, Jia Zhangshi could still resort to making a scene and crying to turn this big matter into a small one, and a small matter into nothing; failing that, there's still Yi Zhonghai stepping forward—even if they don't give Jia Zhangshi face, they must give Yi Zhonghai face, which is for others. But if the matter involves Shazhu, with Jia Zhangshi and Yi Zhonghai bound together, Shazhu won't give them face either; how to handle it remains how to handle it, carrying the reputation of stealing, will Bangeng still be able to marry a wife in the future?

They say desperation breeds wit.

As expected.

Jia Zhangshi, who had originally rushed into the courtyard intending to shout at Bangeng, upon seeing Yu Li stride across the junction of the rear courtyard and the central courtyard's gatehouse, called out.

"Shazhu's wife."

Her voice was loud.

She both wanted to greet Yu Li and to remind Bangeng inside the house.

Yu Li came back.

You bastard, taking advantage of me holding back Yu Li's chance, you hurry up and get out of Shazhu's house for me.

Seeing Jia Zhangshi waving her right hand and shouting at her, Yu Li was utterly bewildered, a bit unable to make sense of her own thoughts.

The Jia and He families are in a state of mutual enmity; previously, when they met in the Siheyuan, they would each turn their heads away.

Like today, proactively greeting Yu Li.

Shrimp dumplings, a one-of-a-kind.

"Don't look at me like that, old woman; I sincerely want to be with your family..."

Don't look at my wife like that, my wife truly wants to follow your family...

Yagangchang.

Qin Huairu, who was busy working in the workshop, was called to the gate of Yagangchang, said to have a distant relative coming to see her.

Although she harbored some doubts in her heart, she still followed the person's instructions and came to the gate of Yagangchang.

The moment that so-called relative turned her head, letting her face clearly appear before Qin Huairu's eyes, Qin Huairu's heart almost leapt out of her chest.

At the instant that so-called relative turned their head and their cheek was clearly reflected into Qin Huairu's vision, Qin Huairu's heart almost flew out of her chest.

This person is not Qin Huairu's relative, yet she is even more like a relative than Qin Huairu's own relatives.

She herself is not a fool.

And at this moment, it is such a time.

The answer became apparent immediately.

The visitor comes with ill intent.

She probably will suffer a major loss.

A smile quickly appeared on her cheeks.

One does not strike a smiling person.

Greeting with a smiling face.

"Sister, just now someone said a relative was looking for me, and I was wondering which relative it was—turns out it's you. I said that when I left home this morning, I heard magpies calling, and you came."

Sister, just now people said a relative was looking for me, I was still puzzled—it's that relative, turns out it's you. I said when I left home this morning, I heard magpies calling, you've come.

No matter what, one has to get through a few polite words.

But the visitor did not.

She did not respond to Qin Huairu's smiling greeting, nor did she take Qin Huairu's flattering words to heart; instead, she went straight to the point and directly stated her purpose.

"Qin Huairu, whether sincere or feigned, I don't care; I only know that this time I came, you will not let me leave empty-handed."

Qin Huairu's heart gave a sudden jolt.

She silently muttered, "Bad thing."

In fact.

In fact

She had thought about being threatened, but she never expected to be threatened so quickly.