Chapter 980

*Salted Fish Reborn* (2)

As luck would have it, when they went downstairs, they actually ran into Wang Futian and He Meiyu.

Zhang Luo was stunned.

Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao appears.

"Oh my!" He heard his mom's sarcastic voice without stopping, "Where did you two come back from together?"

Zhang Luo also understood why his mom would be sarcastic.

It had nothing to do with Wang Futian; his mom really didn't get along with He Meiyu downstairs.

Zhang Luo was active when he was a child, running around at home, and He Meiyu would always come upstairs to knock on the door, blaming them for not managing their child well, making her unable to sleep.

Later, He Meiyu bought a bicycle and parked it in the stairwell every day, making it inconvenient for people to pass by, so the Community Committee went to talk to her. As a result, He Meiyu felt that Liang Fengying was holding a grudge because of previous matters and had specifically gone to the Community Committee to complain, causing a huge scene.

Liang Fengying had held a grudge against He Meiyu ever since.

When the two met, they always had to snap at each other; it could be said that they had a small snap every two days and a big snap every three days, from drying quilts on the downstairs patio to the dripping of the air conditioner unit upstairs—

They could argue about anything.

His mom had heard about the scandalous affair between He Meiyu and Wang Futian from him, so she wouldn't be his mom if she didn't take the opportunity to snap a few times.

It's just that he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that they would run into them as soon as they went downstairs.

"What do you mean come back together? Fengying, don't talk nonsense." Wang Futian hurriedly explained solemnly, "We just happened to run into each other downstairs and came up together, living upstairs and downstairs."

"Oh my." Liang Fengying's eyes rolled, "Then what's the problem with what I just said? Why are you so excited? Where did your mind go?"

He Meiyu gave a cold snort, twisted her hips, and glared at Wang Futian.

"Old Wang, don't bicker with her. She's just like that, her tongue is longer than cloth, and she goes to the Community Committee to gossip at every turn. That's how rumors are spread."

Zhang Luo looked at this pair of adulterers in surprise—

They weren't this arrogant in his memory, were they?

Not feeling guilty was one thing, but they were also shifting the blame?

Talking so nastily?

Zhang Luo turned his head and saw his mom's face looking ugly, but she seemed to be a bit hesitant—

She wouldn't be thinking of exposing them directly to their faces, would she?

There was no solid proof for this, so it couldn't be exposed now.

Then his mom would really become a rumor-monger with a tongue longer than cloth.

Zhang Luo opened his mouth, eyes fixed on He Meiyu, and asked: "Auntie He's hair is newly done? Did you go do it today? It's quite pretty, I'll take my mom to do it someday too."

He Meiyu's face changed instantly.

A year later, when Wang Futian's wife came to find trouble with He Meiyu, she cried and complained about many things in public, one of which was that Wang Futian paid for He Meiyu to wash, perm, and cut her hair at Meimei Hair Salon, spending nearly thirty thousand over a few years, and also asked He Meiyu to pay it back.

That was a story that later spread widely among the neighbors.

Everyone knew it, everyone was aware of it.

Meimei Hair Salon's reputation also became quite bad, and its business suffered for no reason.

"Ah, I remember now, at Meimei Hair Salon on Yudong Street, right? I saw Auntie He and Uncle Wang cutting hair there before." Zhang Luo continued to add fuel to the fire.

Wang Futian and He Meiyu's faces changed drastically at the same time.

Zhang Luo had an innocent and harmless expression, as if he hadn't thought of anything else at all.

"Mom, you should go cut yours there next time, maybe Dad would be willing to fish less and accompany you at home more."

Liang Fengying said "ah" with a look of not understanding.

Of course, Zhang Luo didn't need his mom to understand.

He only needed Wang Futian and He Meiyu to understand—

If they kept blabbering, it wouldn't just be the two of them who understood.

Wang Futian looked surprised and nervous, asking: "... Little Luo, when did you see me and your Auntie He cutting hair there? I, I don't have any impression of that?"

"Then maybe I saw it wrong." Zhang Luo laughed and said to his mom: "Mom, let's go, I'm hungry, what are you going to take me to eat?"

Liang Fengying finally came back to her senses.