Chapter 1063: Rural Absurd Past Events Chapter 1063: You Won't Go? Then I'll Go Myself!

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Li Xiulan's attitude was very firm, which made Wang Zhanggen lose face.

If it were in the past when he was young and strong, and Li Xiulan dared to talk back to him like this, he might have laid hands on her.

Unfortunately, now he was not only old and lacking strength, but he also had a broken leg; even if he was angry inside, there was no way he could do anything to Li Xiulan.

He could only huff and puff in accusation:

"How can you be a grandmother? The child is born and you won't even go take a look — don't you have any conscience at all!"

Li Xiulan, however, turned around and accused him:

"You've been this dead-set way your whole life! You only ever think of yourself, never of others. Xiao Juan already said she wants to rest and doesn't want us going over to disturb her so soon — why do you insist on going? If we delay a few days, will your grandson run away or something?"

Wang Zhanggen said coldly:

"She's already given birth — what rest does she still need! Think back to when you gave birth — just a few days later you started going down to the fields to work; how come she's so delicate?"

The moment this was brought up, Li Xiulan was filled with resentment:

"It's all because you're useless! Being useless is one thing, but you weren't even willing to do a bit of housework! Back when Xiao Hua was born, if you'd lent a hand to help, would I have had to suffer such exhaustion?"

Li Xiulan was not the kind of mother-in-law who stands and talks without her back hurting; many mothers-in-law tell their daughters-in-law that they themselves weren't so delicate when they gave birth, that they just muddled through, and tell the daughter-in-law to make do too, not to have so many demands.

She was different — she had been rained on herself, and she didn't want her daughter-in-law to be rained on too.

Especially since Du Xiaojuan had the conditions to avoid it.

"That's all ancient history — why bring it up now? Besides, how did I not help? When you gave birth to Xiao Hua, I was right by your side the whole time! If I hadn't helped, I would've gone out to work!"

That was all twenty-plus years ago.

In Li Xiulan's memory, Wang Zhanggen hadn't helped with much, but had stirred up plenty of trouble.

But in Wang Zhanggen's memory, he clearly remembered that he had contributed a lot, and that it was Li Xiulan who stirred up trouble — pregnant yet entangled with He Dazhu; the thought of it still made him furious!

Fortunately, He Dazhu hadn't lived in Shanggou Village for a long time now; the building He Dazhu had built in Shanggou Village back then had been abandoned for years with no one living in it, and the front courtyard was overgrown with weeds.

"Anyway, I'm not going to Guangzhou tomorrow — unless Xiao Juan personally asks me to come! I don't want to go over there and have things turn unpleasant!"

Li Xiulan said this with a cold face.

Wang Zhanggen, rebutted like this by Li Xiulan, felt very humiliated.

He was also worked up into a rage.

So he gritted his teeth and said:

"If you won't go, then I'll go myself!"

Li Xiulan was surprised:

"You're dragging a broken leg — how are you going to go?"

Wang Zhanggen huffed angrily:

"Even if I have to limp the whole way, I'm going to see my grandson! Even if the sky falls, nothing can stop me from going to Guangzhou tomorrow!"

Wang Zhanggen's words were utterly decisive, spoken with iron resolve.

This made Li Xiulan a bit suspicious:

"You're really going tomorrow?"

Wang Zhanggen kept a straight face:

"If I don't go, I'm a son of a bitch!"

Li Xiulan was rendered speechless, unable to say a word.

Wang Zhanggen stole a glance at Li Xiulan's expression; he felt Li Xiulan would surely be worried about him and then accompany him.

As a result, the next morning, Li Xiulan went to the farm to work bright and early.

Wang Zhanggen woke up from bed and called out for a good long while, wanting Li Xiulan to come help him get out of bed — after all, dragging that heavy plaster-cast leg made it hard to move.

But after calling for a good long while, he heard no response from Li Xiulan; he could only get up from bed in a huff, prop himself on his crutch, come out huffing and cursing:

"Li Xiulan, are you deaf? Where the hell did you go?"

He discovered the living room was empty; only on the dining table sat a bowl of cooked salted vegetable porridge, covered with a basket.

The three little dogs outside the courtyard, hearing Wang Zhanggen's voice, wagged their tails and came in.

Wang Zhanggen vented his anger indiscriminately:

"Scram, scram, scram — all of you get out! Is this living room a place for you beasts to enter?"

He used his crutch to drive the three little dogs away.

He could only take his anger out on the little dogs.

Wang Zhanggen made a phone call to Li Xiulan:

"Where the hell are you? Didn't we agree you'd go down to Guangzhou today!"

Li Xiulan just said:

"I went to the farm to work — didn't we agree on that last night? You said you'd go yourself, so you go yourself — I'm not going."

Wang Zhanggen's face turned black with rage.

"Fine, fine, fine — you really think I don't dare go, huh? I'll go myself then!"

Wang Zhanggen, leaning on his crutch, came to the village entrance and waited for the bus alone.

He smoked gloomily.

"Yo, Changgen, where are you off to? With your leg like this, why aren't you resting properly at home?"

Yang Xiaocai walked over with a grin.

Today was market day in town, and Yang Xiaocai wanted to go buy some code reports.

So he also came to wait for the bus.

He didn't know where he got a senior card, but he could ride the bus for free.

Whenever he had time, he would go to town to wander around.

Now that the bald man from the neighboring village was arrested, to buy Liucun tickets, he had to go to other private bookies in town.

"Where I'm going is none of your damn business!"

Wang Zhanggen was just worrying with no place to vent his anger when Yang Xiaocai bumped into him, and he directly started cursing.

"Do you need to be this fired up? It's not like I just took a bit of your cured meat last time. Your family's so rich, you don't lack that little bit. Don't be so petty!"

Yang Xiaocai was all smiles, looking utterly shameless.

Who knows when it started, but he turned into this pile of mud.

Thinking back to the beginning, when he was young, although he was also not human, he wasn't so shameless as this.

Maybe it was ever since his wife ran off that he changed his personality, smashing the jar and giving up completely.

"Where's your wife? How come she didn't come with you?"

Yang Xiaocai asked that one sentence again.

Wang Zhanggen said coldly:

"Dead!"

Yang Xiaocai was immediately surprised:

"For real or fake!"

Then he hurriedly said:

"If there's no one to carry the coffin, remember to call me. A red envelope of fifty or a hundred is fine! Also, at the banquet, you have to serve me shaojiu!"

Hearing this, Wang Zhanggen was so angry he wanted to beat Yang Xiaocai.

But then he thought of his leg being like this; if they really fought, he might not be Yang Xiaocai's rival.

So he could only endure it.

At this moment the bus arrived.

Yang Xiaocai instead became very thoughtful, actually taking the initiative to help Wang Zhanggen onto the bus.

Wang Zhanggen's anger only then subsided a little.

The bus proceeded forward all the way.

Passing every village entrance, seeing waiting passengers, it would stop for a while.

Passengers on the bus grew more and more, gradually becoming lively.

Everyone chatted in fits and starts.

Wang Zhanggen swept a glance across and discovered that almost everyone on the bus was old men and old women; at least half were riding the bus with senior free cards.

Not only did Shanggou Village have no young people anymore, other villages were the same — all had no young people anymore.

The bus reached the town street entrance; many old people got off, and Yang Xiaocai also got off.

Wang Zhanggen and another portion of people, however, continued sitting, heading for the county town.