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Chapter 56 - Chapter 56: That Woman is not a Good Person

  The three of them went back together. Fu Shaohua went to deliver a letter next door. Gu Hanqing came to pick up the letter. She worked at the power supply station and had just returned home and had not yet entered the house. Seeing the signature on the envelope, she frowned.

  She entered the room, threw the letter on the table, looked at Lin Manrou who was leaning on the kang, and asked, "Lin Manrou, let me ask you, who is this person named Huang Jiawei?"

  Lin Manrou's face changed. Huang Jiawei was her first love. After she married Gu Hanshen, they often exchanged letters and expressed their feelings. It can be said that before she hooked up with Gong Xubo, Huang Jiawei was her spiritual support.

  If Huang Jiawei's family had not been poor and lived far away, Gong Xubo's incident might not have happened.

  Huang Jiawei did love her. Later, they met in a bar. He felt sorry for her and rented a big house for her. He gave her 50,000 yuan a month as pocket money. She no longer had to be a hostess. She only needed to go shopping, do beauty treatments, and play cards and chat with other mistresses.

  Life is easy and comfortable.

  Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Not long after, Huang Jiawei's wife came to the door. Huang Jiawei made his fortune with the help of his wife, and he had no right to speak in front of his wife. He was beaten so badly by his wife that his clothes were stripped off, but he didn't dare to fart!

  Lin Manrou was extremely disappointed with Huang Jiawei and didn't want to have anything to do with him at all.

  After her rebirth, she only thought about living a good life with Gu Hanshen. Huang Jiawei had long been forgotten by her. She even forgot the letter Huang Jiawei wrote to her.

  "This is my high school classmate. Last time I heard from other classmates in our class that he also wants to be a teacher in school. There are not many teachers in our class. Maybe he wrote to me to learn from me?"

  Lin Manrou quickly regained her composure. She said this without blushing or her heart beating fast. She even opened the letter in front of Gu Hanqing and behaved very frankly. Gu Hanqing's doubts dissipated a little.

  "Hanqing, do you want to take a look?" Lin Manrou held the letter and moved closer to Gu Hanqing.

  "No need. You'd better behave yourself." Gu Hanqing couldn't bear to read other people's letters, so hshe turned around and walked out.

  Lin Manrou breathed a sigh of relief after she left. Without reading the letter, she squatted down, opened the kang hole for burning fire, and threw the letter and the envelope in.

  Only she knew how explicit Huang Jiawei's words in the letter were. In her previous life, she and Huang Jiawei always recalled the letters they wrote when they were young after drinking. How affectionate and sweet they felt at the time, how disgusting she felt now. She didn't want to look at it any more, as it would dirty her eyes.

  After closing the door, Lin Manrou took out a notebook she had used during her student days from the bottom of the box, opened it to the middle, and found the diary she had written after her rebirth.

  At that time, she was full of joy and wrote down all the important events that happened to her in her previous life and the important events she knew about.

  She wrote about what happened to her to warn herself to avoid those things, and she wrote about the development of this country as she knew it so that she could live a better life in the future.

  She was used to enjoying life, which was unavoidable in this era when one had money but nowhere to spend it. However, after the reform and opening up, she absolutely could not live like this.

  She had seen the wives of those big bosses. They were glamorous and elegant, and she wanted to live like that. Gu Hanshen's social status was high, but his allowance was not enough for him. He couldn't even buy a better bag.

  But she couldn't do it by running a small business to accumulate capital. Her greatest skill was to make money without doing anything. Of course, she would not follow the old path in this life, but many of the big bosses she followed started their careers in the stock market.

  They often boasted about the national bonds and stock market in front of her, saying that it was a very profitable business. Lin Manrou wrote down the issuance time and peak points of those stocks as soon as she was reborn. With these records, she would never forget them in the next ten years.

  She was not afraid of her notebook being discovered. In high school, in order to get more money from her family, she had several notebooks with the front and back filled and the middle left blank.

  No one would be so bored as to look through her notebook. Even less so, Gu Hanshen, who was a sincere man who was open-minded and believed everything she said.

  .....

  Jiang Youtao and Gu Nianwei would stroll past the courtyard wall shared with the Gu family from time to time. Gu Nianwei was quite disappointed when she heard no quarreling coming from that side.

  She whispered to Fu Shaohua again: "Are you sure it was Lin Manrou's sister-in-law who took the letter in?"

  Fu Shaohua leaned against the wall with them: "Yes, that's right. I know Gu Hanqing."

  Fu Shaohua also made several friends in the commune. Gu Hanqing had a job and was pretty. Which young man in the commune didn't want to marry her?

  Jiang Youtao knew that there was no more fun to watch, so she pulled Gu Nianwei and said, "Let's go, let's go eat."

  In the book, Gu Hanqing is a straightforward and cheerful girl, while Lin Manrou is a cunning person who has been in the entertainment industry for so long. It is as easy for her to fool Gu Hanqing as it is for her grandson.

  Xu Manqiu was a little cutie, she had already prepared the meal. Today they had Sanhe noodle soup, which contained potatoes, eggplants, sun-dried and soaked Chinese cabbage, chopped green peppers, and chili oil fried by Gu Nianwei herself.

  It tastes delicious.

  For fear that there wouldn't be enough to eat, Xu Manqiu also steamed a basket of steamed corn bread and fried some chili pickles to eat with it. This was a way of eating she learned from Jiang Youtao and the others. Fu Shaohua made four of them by himself.

  He went back by holding on to the wall.

  After he left, Jiang Youtao opened the sack he had brought and took out five handfuls of Fuqiang noodles, two bottles of malted milk, and two bottles of glucose powder.

  These are all good things that can't be bought even if you have money but no tickets.

  Xu Manqiu had never drunk malted milk, but she had seen Xu Baozhu drink it. With these two bottles of malted milk as a base, Xu Manqiu didn't think Fu Shaohua ate too much.

  Gu Nianwei smiled and said, "Put it away and consider it as Comrade Fu's food expenses. When he comes to eat for free next time, we will make him something delicious."

  "It's not impossible."

  Jiang Youtao placed these things on the low cabinet in the room, took out the bedding from the suitcase and spread it on the kang. Xu Manqiu had already heated the kang in advance, so it was warm.

  Xu Manqiu slept with Jiang Youtao. She slept at the bottom of the kang, Jiang Youtao slept at the head of the kang, and Gu Nianwei slept in a separate room.

  Jiang Youtao took a nap, but Xu Manqiu didn't. She took out her elementary school textbook and wrote down the words stroke by stroke in the notebook. There was also a dictionary next to it. When she came across a word she didn't know, she would look it up in the dictionary and read it.

  After finishing Chinese, she went to study mathematics. During the whole learning process, she did not make a sound.

  When Jiang Youtao woke up, she felt refreshed. In the afternoon, she went to school and passed by the supply and marketing cooperative. A group of people were standing at the door waiting for it to open.

  Jiang Youtao approached an old lady in black and asked, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

  The old lady glanced at Jiang Youtao and whispered, "We got the news that the supply and marketing cooperative has a new batch of cotton monkeys and hairtails. These are rare goods. Look, everyone is waiting here."

  The cotton jacket is the standard outfit for wintering in the north. To put it simply, it is a cotton jacket with a hat. There is a string between the hat and the clothes. When winter comes, put on the hat and tie the string to keep out the wind and keep warm.

  Jiang Youtao's cotton-padded jackets don't have hoods and are not thick enough. They are okay to wear now, but they definitely won't be wearable if it snows in a while.

  Speaking of hairtail, Jiang Youtao thought of the seafood in her space, her lobster, her crab, she really wanted to eat them.

  Jiang Youtao decided not to leave: "Weiwei, you go to class first. I'm waiting in line here to buy clothes. You go to my class first."

  Gu Nianwei made an OK gesture and walked away leisurely.

  The old lady who was talking to Jiang Youtao suddenly became enthusiastic: "Girl, are you a teacher? Do you teach in elementary school or middle school?"

  There are only primary and middle schools in the commune. If you want to go to high school, you have to go to the county town.

  "I teach in middle school."

  The old lady's attitude became more attentive: "Do you know my grandson? His name is Wang Lichuan, and he is in the first grade of junior high school."

  "Oh, Auntie, isn't this a coincidence? Wang Lichuan is a student in my class. I teach them Chinese. The one who just left is Teacher Gu, who teaches them math."

  The old lady quickly pulled Jiang Youtao's hand and asked her to stand in front of her: "That's really fate. Teacher, how is our Wang Lichuan's academic performance? Let me tell you, teacher, if he is naughty, you should scold him and beat him. If he talks back, come to my house and tell me. I live at No. 6 Xingfu Lane."

  In this era, teachers are generally called "stinky old ninths". But in the eyes of many people, teachers are worthy of respect, and Wang Lichuan's grandmother, Mrs. Zhang, is one of them. She has heard that the teachers recruited by the commune middle school this time are all recruited according to their grades.

  Among them, two educated youth from big cities had the best grades, and Mrs. Zhang had wanted to meet them for a long time. After all, this was related to her grandson's future.

  The grandson of Li Lianying, who lived next door to her, went to the county town to take a job exam some time ago and was hired. She had fought with Li Lianying all her life, and her grandson couldn't be worse than Li Lianying's grandson!

  She was still thinking about how to greet her grandson's two teachers yesterday, and now she bumped into them. This must be fate.

  Isn't this God's hint that her grandson has a promising future?

  "That's a coincidence, Auntie. We also live in Xingfu Lane now. We rent a yard next to Teacher Lin's house. The owner's surname is Zhang."

  Old Mrs. Zhang slapped her thigh and said, "I know. My family and yours are on the same line. There is only the Gu family between our two families. It is said that a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. If you need any help, just come to my house and find me."

  Jiang Youtao really did: "Okay, Auntie, I won't be polite then. Where is our commune coal station?"

  "You guys want to buy coal? My son works at the coal station. I'll ask him to bring it back for you. Don't worry about it."

  "No, that won't work. It's too troublesome..."

  The two started to quarrel in the street, and in the end Jiang Youtao was defeated because of her lack of experience. Old Mrs. Zhang was full of pride. Her family helped the teacher solve such a big problem. The teacher must be good to her Wang Lichuan. Her Wang Lichuan is a sure-fire worker!

  Jiang Youtao felt that she couldn't just accept such a big gift for nothing, she had to give something in return. The glucose powder and malted milk that Fu Shaohua sent today were pretty good.

  The people from the supply and marketing cooperative came to work and everyone rushed in. While running, Old Mrs. Zhang did not forget to pull Jiang Youtao with her.

  After entering the house, Mrs. Zhang ran to the hairtail stall, and Jiang Youtao went straight to the cotton monkey stall.

  These things don't require tickets, but they are expensive and don't come in different sizes. She bought six pieces at once, two pieces each for the three of them. They'll rely on these to survive outside this winter.

  Old Mrs. Zhang also bought a lot of hairtail fish. When Jiang Youtao ran over, she snatched two kilograms for Jiang Youtao.

  Coming out of the supply and marketing cooperative, Old Lady Zhang said to Jiang Youtao, "Tell me what you want to buy in the future. The one at the grain and oil counter in the supply and marketing cooperative is my granddaughter."

  Jiang Youtao's eyes lit up, and she felt a little embarrassed: "Is this really okay? It's just causing trouble for her, isn't it?"

  Old Mrs. Zhang waved her hands and said, "What's the big deal? Things have to be sold anyway. It doesn't matter who you sell them to."

  The two of them went towards Xingfu Lane together and happened to meet Gu's mother coming out of the lane.

  After Old Lady Zhang greeted her, she couldn't help but whisper to Jiang Youtao: "Do you know her daughter-in-law, Teacher Lin? Let me tell you, she is not a good woman."

  Since it was about Lin Manrou, Jiang Youtao suddenly became interested.

  "Yes, I know her. People say she is the most beautiful teacher in our middle school. What's wrong with her?"

  Hearing the words of the most beautiful teacher in the commune, Mrs. Zhang felt a little hesitant. She felt that Teacher Jiang in front of her was more beautiful.

  She lowered her voice and said, "My house is connected to the house of Gu Hanshen, the boy from the Gu family."

  "On the wedding night, she kicked the Gu family boy off the bed. She also called Gu Hanshen vulgar. His whole body was hard and it hurt her."

  "Otherwise, why would the kid from the Gu family leave overnight?"

  Jiang Youtao's face turned pale when she heard such boudoir secrets unexpectedly.

  She looked at Mrs. Zhang with sparkling eyes, hoping that she would explain it in more detail. However, Mrs. Zhang's train of thought did not connect with hers and she started talking about other things instead.

  "I don't know what Gu Liangcai's wife likes about this girl. She's pretty, so-so. She wears white every day from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. If you don't know, you would think someone in her family has died."

  "My grandson went to the same school as Teacher Lin. When we found out that she was married to Gu Hanshen, she told us about it. She had a bad behavior in school and flirted with several male classmates."

  "Don't get too close to her, or you'll all be implicated if she gets her comeuppance someday."

  Old Lady Zhang really disliked Lin Manrou. Let's not talk about her behavior issues. If you looked down on your man on your wedding night, why did you marry him? Why did you say those words to humiliate him after you got married?

  He always wears white, like he's in mourning, which makes him look unlucky.

  She was afraid that Jiang Youtao, the young educated youth, didn't understand human nature and got too close to Lin Manrou. If something happened, she wouldn't know who to cry to.

  Jiang Youtao really find it hard to understand.

  Even though he was despised like this on their wedding night, her ex-husband was still able to get along with Lin Manrou. He really has no dignity at all.

  Not good indeed!

  Logically speaking, this shouldn't be possible. Isn't this another poor person controlled by the plot?

  At a station on the border of Harbin, an officer was taking a nap. He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. He looked around with a look of surprise and doubt.

  After a while, he got out of bed, opened the desk drawer and took out a letter. Looking at the letter that seemed to have touched him yesterday, sarcasm slowly filled his eyes.