Chapter 590: Cheng Army Supervisor's Life is Not Weaker Than Others

It was all harmed by that villain Wang Yan.

And that dog-legged Han Chunming who fawned on Wang Yan.

Only by counting these two people together could Cheng Army Supervisor, who had hated for four whole years and whose hatred was deep in his bones, have the motivation to persist. He, Cheng Army Supervisor, was determined to make these two villains pay the price.

He also knew clearly that Wang Yan was not someone his level could handle, but "little ghosts are hard to deal with," so he would be that difficult little ghost, staring at Wang Yan tightly. He didn't believe this villain had no handle for him to grab.

As for Han Chunming, he didn't put him in his eyes; he looked down on Han Chunming. If he hadn't helped back then, could Han Chunming have worked in the food factory? If he hadn't worked in the food factory, could he have renewed his relationship with Cai Xiaoli? Without him, could Han Chunming have gone to work in the hardware company later? If he hadn't worked in the hardware company, could he have gotten the opportunity to run business? And how could he have broadened his horizons, increased his knowledge, and thus found the opportunity to get rich? Without him, Cheng Army Supervisor, could Han Chunming have been so flashy?

He helped Han Chunming so much, but it didn't change for any good, and instead, he had opinions about him. The two families' wives didn't associate, and his son had to be beaten? How could one be a person like this?

If Han Chunming hadn't refused to admit defeat and cooperate, how could he have thought of going to Wang Yan, not letting Wang Yan help Han Chunming, which led to him being humiliated by a big slap and a punch in the chest, and being caught within three days, and then having the suffering of the past four years? He couldn't let Han Chunming go.

In this life, he was going to make Wang Yan and Han Chunming pay the price. He wanted to prove himself, to prove that his life, Army Supervisor's, was not weaker than others...

The people squatting inside all said that you shouldn't look back when you get out of prison, but he still turned around and faced the morning sun at nine o'clock, looking at the square building of the prison behind him.

Looking at the environment here in the past, it brought him endless depression and anxiety, but now, he just felt it looked so pleasing to the eye.

Cheng Army Supervisor turned around, took a deep breath of the free air that had poured in through the prison gate, carried the bag containing his personal items, and tugged at the wrinkles on his shirt.

He was in the sunshine, with the sun behind him. He carried brilliance, stepped on his own shadow, and walked out of the prison gate with big strides. Such a shot was a close-up in a movie, used to describe a good person. Obviously, it was not applicable here. Everyone who walked out at the same time had such a background, regardless of the season, rendering different atmospheres.

Can a dog change its habit of eating shit? Can Cheng Army Supervisor lose his petty mind and dirty thoughts? Obviously not. However, words are not absolute. He might be saying goodbye, or he might be saying goodbye temporarily. Who can say clearly...

Except for individual cases, parents always love their children. If the child is not successful and drags down the family, they are just scolding with their mouths, feeling sad in their hearts, and working themselves to death to help the child.

Cheng Father and Cheng Mother's conduct was quite average, but they were normal parents. Even if Cheng Army Supervisor harmed their reputation, delayed their work, and carried debts that hadn't been paid off until now, they still endured it.

Seeing his son walking out of the prison gate, Mr. Su, who already had many white hairs, hurriedly welcomed him, reaching out to take the bag in his hand: "Finally out. Give me the bag; let's go buy a new set of clothes first, then go take a bath to get rid of the bad luck, and then go home to eat. Your mother went to the market early this morning to buy vegetables, all of which are what you love to eat."

"I'll carry it myself; there's not much stuff." Cheng Army Supervisor dodged and said with some blame: "Dad, I already said before that there's no need to come. I'll just take the bus back myself. It's not that I can't find the door to my house. You say, what are you running this trip for?"

"This is such a big thing as your release from prison, how could I not come over?" Cheng Father patted his son on the back: "Let's go, hurry home. Your mother and your brother are waiting."

Nodding, Cheng Army Supervisor walked side by side with Cheng Father, whose figure was already hunched, without many words, walking silently to the bus stop not far away...

Cheng Army Supervisor was not a big figure. Over the past four years, there was naturally time for visitation. So Cheng Father had an understanding of his situation, and Cheng Army Supervisor also had a grasp of the situation outside, so the father and son were talking intermittently along the way. Between father and son, there were not many words originally.

In the four years, the changes in the land of China blown by the spring breeze were huge. As the heart of the country, the changes in Beijing were naturally changing every day. The population from all over the country was pouring into Beijing, the city was expanding day by day, high-rise buildings were rising from the ground, bus lines were opened one by one, and private cars were becoming more and more numerous. On the flat and wide asphalt roads, there was even a prosperous scene of heavy traffic. The clothes people wore were colorful and varied.

All of this, compared with the impression of 1983 left by Cheng Army Supervisor before he went to prison, although it didn't reach the extent of changing the world, it was also a huge change that gave people an impact. He had an unspeakable feeling in his heart, which was "things are different."

He naturally knew that such a huge change must be accompanied by countless opportunities. And he was actually locked in prison for four whole years at this time. He dared not imagine, with his ability, if he hadn't been caught and hadn't missed these four years, what kind of achievements he would have made?

Thinking of these, he felt even deeper hatred for Wang Yan and Han Chunming, destroying his future and ruining his opportunities. This was his irreconcilable hatred.

People are always like this, thinking they are very capable, regretting the good things that should have happened to them in the past. But in fact, the good things missed are always due to various reasons, and these reasons, in the final analysis, are still on themselves. Even if one is lucky enough to have the memory of returning to the past and grasping this good thing, the same problem will continue on the next good thing.

Not everyone understands this truth. Those who understand it can't necessarily understand it on themselves. Even if they can understand it on themselves, it is difficult to avoid regretting it. Those who really understand it are ultimately a minority.

Even if Cheng Army Supervisor hadn't gone in, compared to what he thought he could achieve, he was still far behind. Obviously, he was a player who didn't understand, thinking he was the most awesome.

Buying a new set of clothes from head to toe, taking a comfortable bath in the bathhouse, Cheng Army Supervisor followed his own father back to that familiar yet strange hutong again.

Fortunately, they returned at noon, with the big sun in the sky. People were mostly at home for lunch or staying, and only a few people were walking outside, so Cheng Army Supervisor just greeted a few people awkwardly, instead of letting so many people see him and point at him later.

Although they had already pointed at him, and although he had thought of this situation, he couldn't see or hear it then, but it was different now. The eyes of these old neighbors made him extremely embarrassed.

The father and son turned past the small shop one after another. Just arriving here, they saw Han Chunming walking out of the small courtyard belonging to Old Guan next to the small shop.

Seeing Cheng Army Supervisor and his father, Han Chunming was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that no wonder the old Cheng family was busy all morning making delicious food; it turned out this kid was back.

"Army Supervisor is back." He smiled and stepped forward to pat Cheng Army Supervisor on the shoulder: "Uncle, you say you are also, tell me, wouldn't it be better for me to pick him up directly?"

Cheng Father shook his head: "I took the bus back, so why bother you."

Han Chunming laughed, and then looked at Cheng Army Supervisor: "Uncle and Aunt have had a hard time these four years. Army Supervisor, in the future, you have to take it one step at a time, do it down-to-earth, and don't engage in those crooked ways again."

Seeing Cheng Army Supervisor's bad face, he continued: "Alright, then I won't delay you. Hurry home; Aunt has been busy all morning. Good guy, that fragrance."

Cheng Father smiled: "Chunming, why don't you go to our house to eat too? You and Army Supervisor grew up together, wearing the same pair of pants, so welcome him back."

Han Chunming wasn't stupid; how could he take it seriously? Maybe he was good enough to wear the same pair of pants before, but he didn't make a sound before and accommodated Cheng Army Supervisor. And after returning to the city in 1975, they had already drifted apart. Not to mention anything else, their wives and children couldn't play together, let alone them.

What he said to Cheng Army Supervisor was indeed sincere. After all, they were the same age, thirty-seven this year, people pushing forty. With a criminal record, a divorced wife, and children with the wife, what was there to toss about in such a situation? Doing work down-to-earth was better than anything. He knew Cheng Army Supervisor hated him, otherwise, no matter what, there was no reason to deduct his goods back then.

But he was kind-hearted, lived in the same courtyard, grew up together, and still couldn't help but say a few more words, persuading people to be good. He had this problem—soft-hearted.

What Cheng Father said was even more polite. In these few years, after the initial discussion, the old Cheng family's sense of existence had been very low, quiet, and Han Chunming was busy, so he just greeted out of politeness when he met, but it wasn't that close.

"No, Uncle, I have something to do. Army Supervisor, be good, leaving first, let's talk later."

He waved his hand, took out the key from his pocket, turned and opened the door of the black Santana parked at their courtyard gate. In Cheng Army Supervisor's gaze, he honked the horn, then skillfully shifted gears and started, accompanied by a burst of smoke and dust, turned past the small shop, and disappeared into Cheng Army Supervisor's field of vision.

"Dad, look at his flashy look. Isn't it just buying a car? What's the big deal? What he did before wasn't legal. It was just that I was unlucky to be caught; otherwise, it would be his turn to go in now. Who is he showing off to?"

"Don't say that, Army Supervisor. When you were sentenced, Chunming and Wang Yan both gave fifty yuan, and they didn't think about asking for it back. They have done their best." Cheng Father shook his head: "Didn't I tell you? Chunming has risen in these two years, and his career is getting bigger and bigger. Just the car he drives is over 200,000. I heard he also opened several restaurants or something, and I didn't inquire in detail, but he definitely doesn't lack money. You, you haven't made any progress after squatting for four years. Now you have a criminal record, and it's hard to find a job. Chunming is your childhood friend, so say some good words to him so he can help you arrange a job."

"Him? Arrange a job for me?" Cheng Army Supervisor stared, his empty hand clenched into a fist, raised his thumb, pointed at himself, and sneered: "It's really the wind and water turning. Dad, back then it was you who ran around to get the food factory job quota for him. Didn't he meet his wife Cai Xiaoli there? If it weren't for the food factory, could he have today? You didn't see Han Chunming's attitude just now. He didn't even graduate from junior high school, and he's educating me? Just like him, if he really let him arrange a job for me, he definitely wouldn't refuse, but he would definitely get me some waiter, or be a cook, so he could educate me and humiliate me all day long, hum..."

"Then what do you want to do? What can you do?"

"Dad, don't worry, I have my own arrangements. Oh, don't look at me with that kind of eyes. You say, for so many years, when have I lied to you? When have I said big words?"

"It's not about lying or not, it's about you obeying the law and not doing those illegal things again. I know you have many ghost ideas and firm opinions, but you can't afford to toss."

Cheng Father sighed, his tone full of helplessness: "Think about your mother and me. We have long retired. In order to pay off your debts, we not only took out all our pensions to pay off the debts, but also had to go out to do odd jobs with our old arms and legs. Seeing that we can pay off the money owed this year, our family's life can be considered to have survived. Your brother is also over twenty, and because of your affairs, he has been delayed a lot. Now it's the age to get married. Doesn't this all need to be worried about? Your mother and I don't have high requirements for you, just be honest and don't have any more accidents. We can't afford to toss."

Cheng Army Supervisor still felt some guilt in his heart, but just some, not much.

In the original show, he took the money given to him by Cai Xiaoli to buy a building for his parents, but later he bought it after all. In addition, after getting together with Meng Xiaozao, he also took money to buy a house for his brother.

His behavior looked like a prodigal son with some filial piety, but in fact, according to his conduct, it was more likely that he wanted to enjoy the sense of achievement of being filial, taking care of his brother, and being successful, as well as the vanity of positive external evaluation.

Of course, judging by deeds rather than heart, it could be considered filial, and it was just so-so.

However, at this moment, his father's heartfelt words couldn't be heard by Cheng Army Supervisor. He shook his head: "Dad, don't worry, it won't be long before I can pay off that money, and I can also buy a building for you, and buy one for my brother. Isn't that very face-saving? Han Chunming is a famous filial son, but what about it? He drives a car and opens a restaurant, so flashy, but isn't his mother still living in this big miscellaneous courtyard? Dad, just look at how capable I am. Within a year, I guarantee to let you live in a building."

Cheng Father was tired and didn't pick up this topic. He shook his head and left first: "We are already at the door of the house, hurry up, you don't know how anxious your mother is."

Cheng Army Supervisor let out a long breath, followed behind his father, and entered the courtyard...

A person who came out after squatting in prison for four years, a person who had even been almost forgotten, reappeared in everyone's sight. Then the things that were popular in the vicinity back then must have turned red, becoming the focus again.

People talked about Cheng Army Supervisor's arrest back then after tea and dinner. They were not participants and didn't know the specific process, but they knew that Cheng Army Supervisor abused his power for personal gain and was sentenced to four years, which was enough. For the rest, the masses would make up for him. Especially since this was Beijing, the people here were keen on politics and were high-intensity. So they started discussing from Cheng Army Supervisor, and the topics that gradually deviated from the track had to rely on imagination.

Adults were discussing, and children would definitely be affected. And almost all parents were synchronized: if you are naughty and don't learn well, you will go to prison like that kid from the old Cheng family in the future...

Although people were very kind and relatively concerned when they saw Cheng Army Supervisor, he could know the gossip behind his back, and there were always times when the words couldn't be stopped. What was even more excessive was that some people even asked him about the details in prison. After all, not everyone could squat in prison, and no one wanted to go, but it didn't hinder people's curiosity.

Every time he walked by, the eyes of those people really made him feel like he was on his back, like a fishbone in his throat, making him extremely angry, but he was helpless...

He was so face-conscious and petty, of course he wouldn't let people poke his spine all day long. He was well prepared. He fell this time, but he didn't fall. Those who squatted in prison with him were all talents, and they spoke well. He mixed for four years, which for him was equivalent to taking an advanced study course in re-education.

Squatting inside, although disconnected, it wasn't that he really didn't know anything. After all, there were newspapers, etc. He squatted inside for four years and felt that his divine skill was completed, and he could come and go freely in this world...

He followed Han Chunming for a few days, roughly understood Han Chunming's situation, and inquired about Wang Yan's current address. Looking at the big house at the root of the imperial city, looking at Wang Yan and Su Meng driving to and from work, and inquiring about Wang Yan's status and position at this time. Although Wang Yan had made him even more desperate, people lived for a breath, and he just didn't accept it.

After knowing the situation of these two enemies, he went to see his wife and children. A message that made him very painful was that his wife had remarried with the child. The man was a four-person family with a son, and they were living very well.

When he was caught, his own son was only seven years old. Now four years had passed and he was eleven. He had spent four years without his own father, and although Cheng Father and Cheng Mother occasionally came to see him, they were really not very close. This led to his own son having no feeling for him, which made him very painful and even more hated Wang Yan and Han Chunming. In the end, he could only buy some delicious food and drink for his son, as well as a little money.

After doing these, on a rainy morning, Cheng Army Supervisor carried his bag, sighed with his parents, carried his bitterness and grievances, carried hatred, carried that breath, left the house, left the courtyard, turned past the small shop, and left...

"Lord Wang, Cheng Army Supervisor is back. He stayed at home for less than a month and left again. I don't know what he went to do. I asked his parents, but they didn't know either. You say this kid, I feel he definitely can't do anything good, hey..." Han Chunming looked at Wang Yan, who was blowing smoke rings opposite, and said so.

This was another gathering, still the same group of people. It's just that the time of gathering is getting less and less, only three or four times a year. This is mainly because the economy is taking off, and Ma Du and Han Chunming are busy doing business. In addition, they are busy collecting antiques everywhere, because they believe in Wang Yan's statement, and they are also feeling more and more that the best time is only three or four years left. If they want to receive good things later, it is not generally difficult, so seeing that time is getting less and less, it is naturally a race against time, just like students reviewing for exams.

Old Guan and "Broken" Hou, who had no worries about food and clothing, exerted residual heat at the Palace Museum and were working seriously. Of course, they didn't forget to look for things, so their schedule was very fixed. They went to work on time on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and went out to walk the streets and buy things on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, which was quite interesting.

It was also because of this that he was not affected by the cerebral thrombosis that was angered in the original show, and Old Guan was getting more and more energetic as he lived. The old guy also knew it himself. Now he was drinking less and less wine, but no matter how much, he had to drink.

Wang Yan was still in his usual leisurely state, but it was different in their eyes. After all, as a great scientist leading so many research projects, they thought Wang Yan was very busy and it was not good to disturb him too much. So all kinds of things led to no more drinking when there was nothing to do as originally.

Hearing Han Chunming's words, Ma Du chimed in: "Is it the one who squatted for four years in your backyard?"

"Isn't it him? Counting the time, it's indeed time. This blink of an eye is four years, really fast." Wang Yan nodded with a smile, sighed, and said to Han Chunming: "You say what else can he do? He must have gone out to make a fortune. Cheng Army Supervisor is so petty, he must insist that I sent him in, so he holds a grudge. Of course, even if he didn't go in, he wouldn't look at me well. He is not only petty but also face-conscious, always holding his breath to live better than us. But you have to be careful. He must be looking for trouble with you first, just like deducting your goods before. Do things thoroughly, little people are hard to guard against."

Wang Yan had long known about Cheng Army Supervisor's release from prison; where did he need Han Chunming to tell him? Even Cheng Army Supervisor followed Han Chunming, inquired from classmates, and even wandered around his Wang Mouren's house a few times. He knew all these clearly.

As for where Cheng Army Supervisor went, making a fortune, he must have gone to the south. Because of the sentencing, he was already stinking in Beijing, and his former colleagues and friends definitely didn't pay attention to him. Without connections, he could only fight, only break in, or only cheat, which was the place of Guangdong and Hong Kong. There were many opportunities, and with Cheng Army Supervisor's villain luck and his own scheming, he would likely succeed...

In fact, it wasn't that Cheng Army Supervisor didn't know that he couldn't threaten Wang Yan at all, but this kid had a big temper, and he would spare no effort to do it if he could disgust Wang Yan.

"Squatting for four years inside, he is thin, but this mind hasn't changed at all." Han Chunming shook his head...

"Don't talk about Cheng Army Supervisor. Just a clown, wasting saliva on him is really redundant." Wang Yan waved his hand, sighed, and looked at Old Guan who was drinking tea silently: "Timen grandfather will be eighty next year, right?"

"It's good that you have a heart, and you know your Timen grandfather's age."

"Who dares to forget your age." "Broken" Hou, who was also smoking, laughed: "Seventy-nine, ears are not deaf, eyes are not flower, legs are not lame, and there is no problem with drinking every meal. I envy him in my heart. My requirement is not high, just live to your current age."

Old Guan hummed: "I think you are enough."

Ma Du asked: "This is eighty, should we celebrate it?"

"That's for sure. When the time comes, you guys can't be stingy. My master doesn't value money, he just likes those old objects. Just give them to me."

"Tai, rebellious disciple." Old Guan slapped the table: "Nine Gates Timen grandfather hasn't died yet, and you are thinking about my things?"

"Oh, how can that be? Master, disciple is just teasing. Besides, you said you want to live to be a hundred years old. This is still twenty-one years away. Whether disciple can live longer than you is not necessarily true. I will punish myself with a cup, punish myself with a cup."

Although Old Guan looked okay, he was old after all. Old child, old child, Han Chunming was also laughing and didn't care, just coaxing... ===== CHAPTER 591 =====

Although Old Lao Guantou looked fine, he was getting on in years after all. Old people are like children, and Han Chunming just laughed it off without taking it to heart, humoring him as he went along...