Chapter 269: Xu Daming: I Want to Divorce Lou Xiaoe

It's precisely because he is the Jia family's mainstay that we cannot let this mistake continue.

What's wrong with Bangeng? The kid is hungry, there are no adults at home, he went out to buy something to eat—what's the problem? Besides, Bangeng didn't sneak eat alone; he brought his sister. Ask around, is there any child more sensible than Bangeng? Having such a son as Bangeng, you should secretly be happy.

Jia Zhangshi not only unreasonably fusses and pesters, but also lies brazenly.

The last sentence was spoken with a tone full of strong pride.

Qin Huairu laughed in anger.

Jia Zhangshi actually could turn wrong into right.

Bangeng treats his sister well, willing to share what he has with her.

That doesn't mean Bangeng can do as he pleases.

"This is different from food; it's money! When hungry, looking for something to eat at neighbors' homes in the courtyard, I don't stop them—who let me, as a mother, be incapable, unable to fill their stomachs, getting caught and losing face, even losing face in the courtyard—but he's getting bolder with theft, now he's started stealing money."

Qin Huairu pointed at Bangeng, getting angrier the more she spoke.

"How will he ever marry a wife in the future? Would that family's parents be willing to marry their daughter to someone who's been in jail? Would they let their son marry a girl whose brother is a thief? If he can't marry, it's the Jia family's line that will be cut off, not the Qin family's incense."

"These neighbors in our courtyard, wagging their tongues all day, have ruined my good grandson Bangeng's reputation."

Jia Zhangshi turned the blame around like Zhu Bajie.

Instead, she put the chamber pot of excrement on those people's heads.

She pulled a long face.

She acted as if the neighbors owed her several hundred dollars.

"Sigh."

Qin Huairu let out a sigh.

She no longer wanted to argue with Jia Zhangshi.

Moreover, she had no intention of pretending to know nothing.

She truly thought Qin Huairu's feather duster in her hand was just for show.

Under such circumstances.

One must bring out the feather duster, this great killer.

If Bangeng remains stubborn, taking a beating without saying where he hid the money, she is thinking of other ways.

Bangeng, sitting on the stool gnawing on a steamed bun, looked thoughtfully at Qin Huairu and thought: You've lost the Jia family so much face, yet you still have the nerve to blame me? Or is it as my grandmother said—I am the Jia family's gateway, I am the gateway, taking some money to spend, what's wrong with that?

And there's Xiao Dang.

Although we agreed not to tell the truth, he spilled the beans in front of his older brother.

If it weren't for Xiao Dang, could Qin Huairu glare at me with her feather duster, eyes blazing?

Bangeng saw it all clearly.

Today's beating is unavoidable.

Everyone blames Xiao Dang.

Thinking of this, Bangeng felt uneasy, all sorts of discomfort.

"Damn Old Matou, he told my mom he saw me buying food to eat—wait, I'll go raid your house later and let you know how fierce I, Bangeng, am."

Bangeng cursed the snitching old Ma in his heart.

Never would have imagined.

I myself am taking the blame for Grandma Jia Zhangshi.

…

Next door.

Xu Daming's home.

The two drinking companions each took a seat.

On the table in front of them lay a plate of peanuts and a plate of pork head meat.

Peanuts and alcohol are a perfect match.

Pork head meat and alcohol are an even better match.

Don't look down on it being a cold dish; it's also solid drinking fare.

Xu Daming and Shazhu, one drinking baijiu with pork head meat, the other with peanuts, had a great time; in less than ten minutes, they had drunk a third of a bottle of erguotou.

Truly fulfilling Xu Daming's saying: forever shouting the slogan to quit drinking, yet forever rushing down the road of drinking—asked, it's always 'I'll quit tomorrow, tonight I'll drink first.'

After three rounds of drinks.

After the dishes have gone through five flavors.

Emotions have risen.

Shazhu saw that Xu Daming had something to say to him; otherwise, it wouldn't be possible for him to come drink with Xu Daming.

The atmosphere was right.

It was also time to speak.

"Xu Daming, do you have something you want to tell me?"

Xu Daming glanced at Shazhu.

Holding the wine bottle, he poured Shazhu a glass of baijiu.

He then lowered his voice.

"Shazhu, these words I speak from my mouth into your ears must not be spread outside; only we two know. This is also because I value our relationship, so I tell you this. If it were someone else, I wouldn't bother caring about their life or death."

Shazhu examined Xu Daming for a moment.

He solemnly nodded.

He understood.

The matter Xu Daming told him about is very serious.

Otherwise, given Xu Daming's nature, he wouldn't be so cautious; after hearing it, everything would be fine; if not listened or spoken wrong, he could still use the excuse of drunken talk to smooth things over.

He didn't say anything.

Xu Daming has already put himself in an unbeatable position.

Something big is going to happen in the Siheyuan.

Shazhu's heart sank.

He mistakenly thought that the matter Xu Daming spoke of was the same as what he had in mind.

The true murderer who killed Long Laotaitai.

Although the incident had passed about half a month ago, and comrades had also given the explanation that Long Laotaitai died at the hands of Yi Zhonghai, Shazhu still deduced from various clues that Long Laotaitai's death had another hidden truth.

That is the eldest aunt.

He wondered: Could it be that Xu Daming knows the eldest aunt killed Long Laotaitai, feeling suffocated inside, and wants to share it with me?

Shazhu tilted his head back.

He downed the white liquor in the cup in one gulp.

You say.

Actually, it's not just our Siheyuan, it's the Yagangchang; Shazhu, my father Xu Fugui, you know him, he is this.

Xu Daming's thumb stood up.

A hint of joy appeared on his face.

Shazhu agreed that Xu Daming's words made sense; Xu Fugui's scheming and intelligence could rank among the best even in a Yagangchang of tens of thousands.

The Xu family's house is the evidence.

Liu Haizhong, Xu Fugui, Yan Fugui and others all wanted to acquire as many rooms as possible, but only Xu Fugui succeeded; there is a small room in the Siheyuan, and another small room in the Big Courtyard of Erdao Lane, and it is said that recently he even fixed up a room for Xu Daming's sister.

One could say that if Xu Fugui didn't leave and stayed in the Siheyuan, the hypocrite Yi Zhonghai plus the Dayuan ancestors Long Laotaitai would not be his match.

He usually doesn't make a move.

When he does act, it's a move that kills with one strike.

Even if he sold you out, you'd still have to help him count the money.

Uncle Xu's brain is more than enough.

Shazhu gave a compliment.

That's right; you don't see whose father he is—he's my father, Xu Daming's father.

Xu Daming sincerely admires his own father.

Back then, it was he who let Xu Daming pursue Lou Xiaoe, and he also saw that Lou Xiaoe or the Lou family needed Xu Daming's urban commoner identity as a cover.

This is the moment.

That is the moment.

Originally, the idea was to use marriage to gain some conveniences for Xu Daming at the Yagangchang, and then let Xu Daming, as a son-in-law of the Lou family, receive some of the Lou family's properties.

The former.

It was completed very perfectly.

Using his identity as the Lou family's son-in-law, Xu Daming became one of the Eight Major Staff as a film projectionist; his job was envied by countless people, and each time he went to the countryside to show films he could also earn extra income.

It is a perfectly good job, couldn't be better.

Who in the Siheyuan wouldn't envy it?

Jia Zhangshi keeps shouting, accusing Xu Daming of taking kickbacks, saying she will report him.