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Chapter 68

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Wang Changgen was driven to the verge of collapse by Li Xiulan's utterly unreasonable behavior; he even wanted to rush straight home and strangle Li Xiulan, but he didn't have the courage, because there were still three children at home to raise.

He didn't even know from when Li Xiulan had started becoming this unreasonable.

This woman didn't have enough money yet insisted on building a two-story large bungalow — it was obviously deliberately targeting him, deliberately tormenting him.

One can only say, when two people go from love to not loving, if they cannot separate in time, they are destined to walk toward an ending of mutual torture.

Love itself is an irrational thing, especially in a woman's world.

Wang Changgen took out Gate cigarettes, smoking one after another; his whole person sank into an extremely dejected, extremely despairing state.

He simply lacked the strength to face the things that were about to happen.

Because he knew, he fundamentally had no way to stop Li Xiulan's decision to build a two-story building; even if he could persuade Lin Dajun to give up this project, Li Xiulan would go find another engineering team to do it.

Li Xiulan is a born stubborn sort, the kind more stubborn than a donkey; once she sets her mind on something, even eight horses couldn't make her turn back.

So after a night of mental struggle, he finally made a decision.

The next day, he went to find Lin Dajun and told Lin Dajun he didn't want to do mud work anymore, he wanted to go to the city to work.

He chose escape; only by going to the city could he escape everything.

Lin Dajun was quite stunned by this.

"Changgen, you just learned to lay bricks, I was just preparing to promote you to Big Worker and raise your salary, how come you're not doing it anymore?"

"Uncle Dajun, that construction site you took on I can't do, I don't want to go back to Shangou Village, hope you can understand, truly very sorry."

Wang Changgen didn't tell Lin Dajun that that construction site was his own home.

He didn't want others to know his family's ugly affairs.

As the saying goes, family ugliness must not be spread outside; he didn't want to become a laughingstock because of those ugly affairs.

"Alright then, since you've made your decision, I won't force you either!"

Lin Dajun sighed, a forcibly twisted melon isn't sweet; nowadays young people all run to the city, unable to do this kind of hard construction mud work, just like his own son, also willing to go to the city to work rather than follow him, so he could understand Wang Changgen's choice.

"Uncle Dajun, thank you!"

Wang Changgen went back, returned the house, that very afternoon packed his luggage, preparing to go to the city.

But when he carried his luggage, preparing to leave, at this moment Liu Xiaoli appeared before him.

"Changgen, I heard Uncle Dajun say you're leaving, is it true?"

Liu Xiaoli's face was full of reluctance to part.

During this period she and Wang Changgen worked together at the construction site; it was the rare happy time she'd had since her husband died.

"Yeah, I'm going to the city to work."

Wang Changgen showed a bitter smile.

Actually these days getting along with Liu Xiaoli, he also felt pretty good.

At least much more comfortable than getting along with the yellow-faced wife at home.

He also felt some reluctance about this.

But there's no feast in the world that doesn't end.

"Can you tell me why you're leaving?"

Liu Xiaoli's eye rims were a bit red, she could barely hold back tears.

"Heh, what other reason could there be, not much money, almost can't support the family anymore, I have three kids at home, you know that too."

Wang Changgen's words weren't exactly false, but not entirely true either.

The main reason he chose to leave was still because he didn't want to face Li Xiulan.

He had already made his decision; once in the city he would switch his original phone card.

He would never contact home again.

If Li Xiulan wants to seek death, let her seek death herself.

Anyway he won't send money home anymore.

As for the three children, although Wang Changgen felt reluctance in his heart, it was merely a trace of reluctance.

These years he'd always been working outside and didn't have much contact with the children.

All three children weren't very close to him; last Mid-Autumn Festival when he went back Wang Dashan even talked back to him.

So he felt, actually it's not that they can't be let go.

Anyway, after the house-building matter passes, then he'll go home; right now he just wants to hide far away.

He knows this behavior is very irresponsible, but he chose it anyway, because he doesn't have the ability to shoulder the responsibility Li Xiulan forcibly wants him to shoulder.

"How about, I go with you to work, okay?"

Liu Xiaoli at this moment mustered courage and spoke this sentence.

Hearing this, Wang Changgen couldn't help but freeze, face full of shock:

"Xiao Li, what are you saying?"

Liu Xiaoli suddenly took the initiative to step forward and hugged Wang Changgen tight:

"Changgen, I like you!"

Wang Changgen stood dazed in place, whole body somewhat stiff, involuntarily embarrassed.

He actually didn't have much feeling for Liu Xiaoli to speak of; he had always just regarded Liu Xiaoli as an ordinary friend.

Although Liu Xiaoli was quite good-looking, she was a Widow, and just that one point made it hard for him to accept.

Because in the Rural Area there is a saying: sleeping with a Widow is one of the three great immoral acts, and doing such an immoral act will bring retribution.

"Xiao Li, stop making trouble..."

Wang Zhanggen wanted to break free.

But Liu Xiaoli held him even tighter.

"Changgen, I know you have a wife and children, but I still can't control liking you. Let me go to the City with you to work, okay? You can rest assured, when the Spring Festival comes, we'll each return to our own homes, and I won't disturb your family!"

Liu Xiaoli's words could be said to have drilled straight into Wang Zhanggen's heart.

This was like a free lunch; even if not that delicious, you don't not eat it just because it's free.

Wang Zhanggen was not a man of high moral character; on the contrary, he was a thorough scoundrel, irresponsible toward his family, irresponsible toward his children.

So even though sleeping with a Widow is one of the three great immoral acts, now that Liu Xiaoli had put it this plainly, he also no longer refused this free meal delivered to his mouth.

"Alright then, you go pack up, we'll go into the City together today."

On the road of his life, Wang Zhanggen made another wrong choice.

This Afternoon, Liu Xiaoli packed her luggage and went into the City together with Wang Zhanggen.

She didn't even go say a word of greeting to Lin Dajun.

By the time the Next Day came, Lin Dajun only then learned that Liu Xiaoli had left.

This angered Lin Dajun to death.

You can leave if you want, but at least say something first.

Not saying anything is disrespecting people!

Watching the start-work date draw nearer and nearer, Lin Dajun couldn't bother to quibble over that much; he had to hurry and find Workers.

As a result, after searching for several days, he couldn't find any Appropriate ones.

Lin Dajun could only come find Li Xiulan, explain the situation to her: one Big Worker and one Small Worker wouldn't work with him anymore, he had suddenly lost two pairs of hands, had to go find people again, to see if the start time could be delayed a bit.

After Li Xiulan learned the situation, she immediately recommended herself:

"How about you let me be the Small Worker!"

Right now her Convenience Store was deserted with hardly any business; every day she was bored out of her mind, she just wanted to find something else to do.

"You? Can you do it?" Lin Dajun was stunned, surprised.

Li Xiulan laughed confidently:

"Technical work like laying bricks and tiling I might not know, but small tasks like sifting sand and mixing mortar, I can still do!"

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