Hu Yuannan told Lin Shuyue about her mother Zhou Tiehua.
"My mom is the only elder in the family who's kind to us. She'll bring us some delicious food when she goes out to a banquet. Although she doesn't give us as much as she gives to Hu Jiangrong, she's much nicer than Hu Dagen and the others who don't give us anything. My second sister and I, one likes the egg white, the other the yolk. So every time, the yolk goes to me and the egg white goes to my second sister. My eldest sister and my youngest sister aren't picky eaters, so they each get half."
Children who grow up in an abnormal family environment have a very hard life, so when others give them a little bit of sugar, children who have never tasted sweetness are like ants, just wanting to grab that little bit of sweetness and not willing to lose it.
"But that's only a little better. In her heart, Hu Jiangrong is more important than us. It was fine before she gave birth to Hu Jiangrong, but after she gave birth to him, we were the ones who were abandoned." Unfortunately, they didn't understand back then. So when faced with Zhou Tiehua, they would gradually give in.
"For example, our marriage." Hu Yuannan suddenly laughed. "My eldest sister is the oldest in the family. The year she got married, Hu Jiangrong had just started high school. My grandparents thought he was a genius destined for greatness. He often said, 'If Hu Jiangrong were born in ancient times, he would definitely be a great general, a royal heir.'"
"So they said they needed to save money for Hu Jiangrong and plan for his future. My eldest sister was given to a man from the next village whose wife had died. His family was well-off, one of the best in the whole township."
"He can work normally and is one of the most capable people in the surrounding villages. But he loves to drink and has a low alcohol tolerance. He can easily get drunk after just one drink, and when he does, he tends to hit people."
"He didn't beat his first wife to death, but it was almost the same. He also has a son who's almost ten years old and a child who's just over five. They're a couple in their fifties or sixties. Once my eldest sister marries him, she'll have to be a stepmother, a dutiful daughter-in-law, and be beaten."
"His son is mature that time, and he particularly hates my eldest sister. He opposes her in everything and never says a good word about her in public. My eldest sister hasn't had a good day since the day she married into his family."
"When my eldest sister had just gotten married, she was beaten and ran back home."
"My grandparents turned a blind eye to her injuries. My mother dragged my eldest sister into the room and said she was a married woman, like spilled water, and shouldn't return to her parents' home after being wronged. She said my eldest sister was useless, unable to win over a husband or manage her children."
"She asked my eldest sister to be more assertive and keep control of her husband's family. When Hu Jiangrong grows up, she will build him a house, support his education, and help him find a wife."
Hu Yuannan stared at the ground, her pupils unfocused. "My second sister married a man with six fingers. In our area, having six fingers is considered unlucky. Because of this hand disability, he's still unmarried at the age of thirty."
"My second sister didn't want to marry him. It was only after my mother persuaded her day and night and cried that she agreed to marry him."
"My second sister's life after marriage was equally unhappy. She was strong-willed and impulsive, and she and her husband would have a fight every three days or two days. Sometimes the fights got serious, and my mother would go on the rampage, verbally abusing my second sister without any reason, and sometimes even hitting her."
"But every time she went to my second sister's house, she would take something back. She did bring the things back, and my grandparents praised her, but my second sister had a hard time at my in-laws' house." Hu Yuannan sneered.
"She wasn't there to stop the fight. Her main purpose was to take the things. As for how my second sister's life would be after she took the things, she didn't care at all."
After she finished speaking, Lin Shuyue asked her, "What about you?"
Hu Yuannan glanced at her and said, "I married a fool. He's almost thirty years old and still pees in his pants. Throw him a rope and he'll sit on the ground and play with it for a long time."
"I didn't want to marry him. It was my mother who suggested sending me to the idiot's house and locking the door so that the idiot would stay in the same room with me for the whole night. The next morning, she was the one who brought people to look for me."
Their place was extremely feudal, and even today, no woman in the entire village dared to wear a skirt outside. If anyone went out wearing a skirt, everyone would talk about it for the next two weeks, and none of that talk was good.
There are all kinds of sluts and indecent people.
Even now, in the summer, very few women in the village wear short sleeves.
Therefore, during Hu Yuannan's youth, if a woman and a man were alone in a room, even if one of them was a fool and did nothing wrong, Hu Yuannan would be scorned. She would be spat on by some men even when she walked on the street. Everyone in Hujiagou Village was a descendant of the same ancestor, and those who spat on her included her uncles, her brothers, and her younger brothers.
After being looked at with strange eyes for a long time, she finally couldn't stand it anymore and agreed to marry him.
She lived the best life among the three sisters because her idiot husband was not only easy to fool, but also favored at home. As long as she coaxed him and made him treat her as a playmate, her life in her husband's house would be much easier. Her parents-in-law did not dare to bully her too harshly, for fear that she would secretly retaliate against the idiot for the bullying she suffered.
Back then, she had secretly helped her two sisters. And Xiaoxiang, thinking of this, she felt uncomfortable.
"Have you visited your children since you came back?" Lin Shuyue asked.
Hu Yuannan nodded. "I've been there. When I was sold, they were still young and ignorant. The family found them a new stepmother. I went to see them, and they were living a good life. The two children didn't know I was their biological mother, and I didn't intend to acknowledge them. But I asked someone to send them some living expenses."
The living expenses were not much, only three or five yuan, but that was all Hu Yuannan's savings.
Hu Yuannan had no intention of recognizing them. She had a good life at the idiot's house, compared to her two sisters, but life is like drinking water, only the cold and the warmth are known by the person who drinks it. Sometimes the idiot would even pee in his pants when he went to the toilet.
Hu Yuannan has had enough of the days of changing his child's diapers and then changing his father's diapers.
Hu Yuannan said a lot, and Lin Shuyue also envisioned Zhou Tiehua's character from her words. A woman who had been poisoned by thousands of years of feudal society, a woman who had been thoroughly brainwashed.
She accepted her fate and advised her daughters to accept it. She didn't have much, so she couldn't give much to Hu Yuannan and the others. Because of the "rules" that had been passed down for thousands of years, she went with the flow and couldn't treat her sons and daughters equally, nor did she have enough to give them.
Hu Yuannan continued, "She wasn't having an easy time either. I heard someone say that on the day she married Hu Dagen, he beat her up, and Hu Dabao and He Xiaocao were watching. Hu Dabao even taught Hu Dagen where to hit someone so that it would hurt but won't leave a scars."
Hu Dabao is Hu Dagen's biological father and Hu Yuannan's biological grandfather. Their family has only produced one male child in each generation, so even though Hu Yuannan has an aunt, in the eyes of others, the Hu family is a single-line family. He Xiaocao is Hu Dagen's biological mother and her biological grandmother.
From their names, you can see the status gap between men and women in their local area.
Hu Yuannan said, "None of us four sisters blame her. Her life was difficult, and what she said was not wrong. Her life was not much different from ours. A woman will have a hard life no matter who she marries."
"She also loved us." Hu Yuannan did not hate Zhou Tiehua, but she could not love her either.
Lin Shuyue was about to ask when Wu Dongyan arrived, holding a man of about 23 or 24 years old in her hand.
"This is a thief. I caught him stealing things at the night market nearby." Wu Dongyan opened the door of the detention room, found an iron cage, and pushed the thief in.
"It's New Year's now, and there are a lot of thieves." Lin Shuyue said after Wu Dongyan came out.
Lin Shuyue hadn't seen Wu Dongyan for a long time. Ever since becoming the team leader of the criminal police team, Wu Dongyan had spent most of her time on work. During this time, whenever the team didn't have any tasks, she would stay in the archives.
Lin Shuyue didn't chat with her often, only three or five times a month, but when they met, they were still very close and didn't seem unfamiliar. While she was talking to Lin Shuyue, she also glanced at Hu Yuannan.
"Yes, I've been receiving a lot of calls to the police every day recently. They're all thieves. I decided to catch some thieves tonight. I won't tell you anymore. I'm leaving now. You get busy."
"Okay, take care." After Wu Dongyan's interruption, Lin Shuyue no longer had anything to ask Hu Yuannan.
She took out her business card and gave it to Hu Yuannan. This box of business cards was recently distributed by the newspaper, and everyone in their news department had a box.
After Lin Shuyue got it, she never had the chance to give it away. Hu Yuannan was the first person to receive her business card, which was quite memorable.
"I will be including your news in the newspaper tomorrow. I am a reporter for Pengcheng Metropolis Daily. If you have time, you can buy a copy and read it." Lin Shuyue said to Hu Yuannan.
Hu Yuannan carefully remembered Lin Shuyue's words, "I remember." Lin Shuyue did not ask any questions that would embarrass Hu Yuannan. Hu Yuannan had accepted several interviews, and Lin Shuyue's interview made her most comfortable.
She also wanted to see what Lin Shuyue wrote and what she will wrote about her.
After saying goodbye to Hu Yuannan, Lin Shuyue turned and walked outside. She wanted to find a quiet cafe to write her article. She was going to the capital tonight, and she had to finish the article before then.
Before she had taken a few steps, Lin Shuyue received a call from Wen Ying: "Xiao Lin, I found something. If this thing contains the evidence left by Zhong Jiali, then these things should be able to convict Zhong Jiasheng."
More than ten hours have passed since Zhong Jiasheng was arrested, and it is not long before 24 hours. Time is short and the task is heavy. Hu Jiangrong's case also needs to be handed over, and the members of their team wish they could be divided into 24 people.
But Zhong Jiasheng's disguise was too good. They had originally held high hopes for Zhong Jiali's office, but after a thorough search, they found nothing. They also found nothing unusual in Zhong Jiasheng's home, office, or even in his frequented areas, including his car.
According to Hu Jiangrong's statement that day, Frenchman Bobby was also dead, but as of now, he is nowhere to be found, alive or dead. Zhong Jiali and Ah Shuai have been identified, but there is still no clue about the other man among the dismembered bodies.
They also looked at Zhong Jiali's computer, which was clean, and there was no information about that circle in the records on the web page.
They also searched Hu Jiangrong's residence, and found that every place was clean and tidy.
After two days of hard work, the police hadn't even found the scene where Zhong Jiali and the others were murdered. It was as if their heads had vanished into thin air. Hu Jiangrong was incredibly tight-lipped. During the interrogation, he asked the police if they wanted to be his slaves.
Hang Jiabai told Lin Shuyue that Ye Xueyu and others would provide evidence to the procuratorate and demand that Hu Jiangrong be held accountable for insulting the police.
Lin Shuyue understood Ye Xueyu and the others' feelings very well. Anyone who was a good person would be very angry if asked if they wanted to be a slave, just like Lin Shuyue and Wenying that night.
Now when Lin Shuyue thinks back to what Hu Jiangrong said that night, her head still feels pounding. She only regrets that she didn't kill him at the time and was too merciful.
Lin Shuyue turned around and called Hang Jiabai. Hang Jiabai couldn't leave, so Ye Xueyu and Jiangzhou would go with her on this trip.
Wen Ying was wearing all black. Because she hadn't rested well these days, she put on some makeup to hide her ugly complexion. Jiangzhou's car stopped in front of her, and Wenying said to Jiangzhou in the driver's seat, "Let's go to Huazhao Bank."
"Get in." Lin Shuyue waved to Wen Ying from the back seat.
After getting in the car, Jiangzhou drove to Huazhao Bank.
Huazhao Bank is a foreign-owned bank located on the busiest street in Pinghu District. Most of the people coming in and out of the bank are foreigners.
Some of them are blond and blue-eyed European whites, and some are dark-skinned African blacks. There are many cafes on this street, and some good-looking men and women are reading or chatting in the open-air cafes on this street. They are all well-dressed and have outstanding temperament.
But Lin Shuyue knew that these people had other ulterior motives. Their goal was to get close to these foreigners or wealthy Chinese who frequented the fancy bank.
Such a scene would have been unimaginable and despised in Lin Shuyue's previous life. Because at that time, the country was prosperous and strong, the domestic economy and facilities far surpassed those abroad, and every Chinese had a strong sense of national confidence.
But it is different now. After the blows of those ten years, the country has regressed greatly in all aspects. Even if their country has found the right direction of development later, it still has a long way to go to catch up with foreign countries.
For some people today, the moon abroad is rounder than the one at home.
Every era has its own way of survival. Lin Shuyue will not feel superior to people of the present era just because she comes from the future, nor will she look down on anyone.
She would not particularly miss the high technology of her previous life, because she always believed that the day when China stood at the top of the world would come sooner or later.
Wen Ying led the three of them into the lobby. She pulled a deposit slip and her ID from her bag and showed it to a blond, blue-eyed bank employee in a black suit. The employee examined the slip and asked Wen Ying a few questions in authentic M-style English. Then, he glanced at Lin Shuyue and the others and led them toward the left door inside the bank.
Lin Shuyue and the others were all visiting Huazhao Bank for the first time. The bank's business model was very different from that of domestic banks. They didn't dare to say a word.
Wen Ying watched as the staff member took the deposit slips and compared them one by one in front of the box. After being silent all the way, Wen Ying finally spoke.
"I was sorting my things this morning when I suddenly remembered that a few years ago, Zhong Jiali came back from a vacation in France and gave me a really, really ugly pendant."
"It's this big." Wen Ying clenched her fist and measured it in front of Lin Shuyue. "I thought she was humiliating me, so I just threw it on the bottom shelf of the dressing table. I never opened it to look at it."
Wen Ying's relationship with Zhong Jiali was so bad that she found the things she gave her annoying, so the pendant was put aside for many years.
"Due to my own personal reasons, I haven't taken this pendant out to look at it in all these years. Today, after taking it out, I realized something was wrong. The pendant is detachable. When I took it apart, I found this deposit slip inside the metal compartment at the bottom."
Wen Ying felt that her behavior these past few days was ridiculous. She was like a man who only learned to cherish his love after losing it. She was like a man obsessed with recalling every little detail of her time with Zhong Jiali.
Then she suddenly realized that all the quarrels between her and Zhong Jiali over the years were almost all caused by Zhong Jiasheng. He would first provoke the anger of both of them, and when they quarreled, he would successfully retreat and hide in the back to watch the fun.
After they had calmed down a bit, he started to add fuel to the fire again. Zhong Jiali's anger was a small part of hers, but a large part of it was because she felt disappointed that Zhong Jiasheng, as her husband, did not protect her.
If you think about it carefully, what Zhong Jiali said was actually not excessive. In fact, in many cases, there was nothing wrong with what she said.
Wen Ying has become tired of using the phrase "a blind spot" these days.
When Wen Ying found the big deposit slip in the mezzanine, she knew that perhaps what the police were looking for was in the safe deposit box of Huazhao Bank.
"Can anyone take away the things deposited in this bank?" Ye Xueyu asked from the side.
Wen Ying shook her head and said, "No, there are many requirements. For example, the balance of M gold in the account must be more than 500,000, and when you deposit money into the box, you must fill in a backup person who can open the box."
The exchange rate between M gold and RMB was very high in this era, and 500,000 M gold was already prohibitive for many ordinary people.
The fact that they can stand here means that when Zhong Jiali stored the box here, she had already filled in Wen Ying's identity information.
Wen Ying was in a trance this morning because of this. She felt very uncomfortable because the more she thought about it, the more she found Zhong Jiali's good points. Every time she thought about it, her guilt towards Zhong Jiali became more and more profound.
"Ms. Wen, these are the things Ms. Zhong left here. Please sign here, put your fingerprints, and register your personal information." The blond-haired and blue-eyed staff member finally found the things that Zhong Jiali had stored in a cabinet in the room.
"Okay," Wen Ying replied softly, registering on the form she had brought. After she finished writing her own information, she realized that not far ahead of her was Zhong Jiali's registration. The date on that was the day before her death.
Wen Ying felt her eyes getting hot. Lin Shuyue patted Wenying on the shoulder. Wen Ying turned to look at Lin Shuyue, pursed her lips, and tears fell.
"Let's go."
Since this thing has been handed over to the police, it must be opened at the Public Security Bureau.
When Lin Shuyue and the others arrived at the Public Security Bureau, Hang Jiabai was standing outside the gate smoking.
Lin Shuyue was slightly stunned. After knowing Hang Jiabai for so long, this was the first time she knew that Hang Jiabai smoked.
Ye Xueyu followed Lin Shuyue's gaze and saw the handsome face of their captain faintly visible in the smoke.
Ye Xueyu said: "Our captain must be under a lot of pressure."
Lin Shuyue turned to look at Ye Xueyu, who said, "Our captain smokes, and he doesn't hide it. But if you see him smoking, it means he must be under a lot of pressure at the moment."
It goes without saying where Hang Jiabai's pressure comes from.
When Hang Jiabai saw Lin Shuyue, he put out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can in front of the Public Security Bureau. He subconsciously gave Lin Shuyue a flattering smile.
Lin Shuyue also smiled at him. When following Wen Ying and the others in, Lin Shuyue secretly stuffed a fruit leather into Hang Jiabai's pocket.
This fruit leather was a flash sale item in the system mall. Like the mint candy Lin Shuyue had bought a while ago, it was the failed creation of an alchemist in the cultivation world. It had no use other than replenishing a little energy.
But that little bit of energy is nothing to people in the world of cultivation, but for a world without any elements of cultivation, its use is still very significant.
For example, now, when he took a piece of fruit leather into his mouth, he always felt that his originally tense body was slightly relaxed. His exhausted nerves and slightly aching head seemed to be soothed a little at this moment.
Lin Shuyue stood beside Hang Jiabai and asked in a low voice: "Is it very sore? Are you feeling refreshed?"
This fruit leather is not sweet at all. After Lin Shuyue first got it, she still has a psychological trauma after eating one. The reason she said this is that she wanted to use the sour taste to cover up the special function of the fruit leather. After all, the sour taste can make people feel refreshed.
Hang Jiabai's mouth still had the sweet aftertaste of the sour fruit leather. He shook his head honestly: "Not sour, quite sweet."
After hearing what Hang Jiabai said, Lin Shuyue took advantage of the backpack to take out a handful of fruit leather from the space and gave it to Hang Jiabai.
"If you like it, I'll give it all to you. Take your time consuming it and if it's not enough, ask me for more. I have plenty." Just like the mints, there were several thousand kilograms of this stuff. When Lin Shuyue bought it, she felt like even if she die, she can't finish all the fruit leather.
"Okay." Hang Jiabai smiled and accepted the things that Lin Shuyue fed him. He rubbed his eyes and felt that his eyes, which had been stinging before, seemed to be more comfortable.
Entering the reception hall on the first floor of the Public Security Bureau, Lin Shuyue and the other woman, who had just been talking, immediately dropped their smiles and became serious. When they went up to the second floor, Wen Ying had already been taken to the reception room.
Captain Zheng and Captain Guo of the Criminal Investigation Brigade have already arrived. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wen Ying took a deep breath and entered her son's and daughter's birthdays on the combination lock of the box she took out from the bank.
Amid the sound of her heartbeat like a drum, the box opened with a click, and a camera and a stack of videotapes appeared in front of them.
Captain Zheng put on gloves, took out his camera, looked it up and down, and flicked the power button. A figure appeared on the camera screen: Zhong Jiali. She was wearing red butterfly bras, and her exposed skin was covered with scars.
There seemed to be no trace of pain on her face, and she was calm as if she was not the one who suffered so much injury.
She cleared her throat and said, "Wen Ying, sister-in-law, sister. If you see this camera I left behind, it means I'm dead."
"Because only if I die can the police find the diary I left for you, and only then can you crack my blog space from my diary. Afterwards, you will definitely feel guilty. But don't feel guilty."
"These are all my choices. I accept both the good and the bad. This disc contains Zhong Jiasheng's entire criminal record, as well as the owner's, no, Hu Jiangrong's criminal record. You can take it to the police."
"Sister Wen Ying, thank you for standing up for me and avenging me. I've already made all the plans for my afterlife, and you'll definitely be able to see them on my blog. But there's one more thing I want to ask of you. Please apologize to all the women I've been rude with."
"Please apologize to them for my previous harsh behavior and language."
"But I had no choice. If I hadn't done that, I would have died a long time ago. In order to survive, I can only choose to let them down. I think I let them down, but I don't regret my choice. I think being alive is more important than anything else."
When Lin Shuyue heard this, she was slightly stunned, and then suddenly remembered that Zhong Jiasheng was a male chauvinist, and Hu Jiangrong, who grew up in a family education that men are treasures and women are grass, was the best among male chauvinists.
Zhong Jiali was Hu Jiangrong's mistress, so it was perfectly natural for him to force his contempt for women onto her. This explained her fawning attitude towards men and her disdain for women.
Isn't this a true reflection of Hu Jiangrong's inner thoughts? Men are human beings, but women are not.
"Let's not waste any more time. Let's look at the evidence. I hope this evidence can provide you with some new ideas."
"Oh, right, the Bailing Club I often go to is actually in the Wangfu residential complex next to the Public Security Bureau. I won't tell you the exact location. I'll leave it to you to look it up. I'm very tired and want to go to bed. It's great that I can sleep forever this time. I'm so tired."
"Sister Wen Ying, can you change my nephew's last name? If possible, please change the last name on my tombstone. I want to have my mother's last name." The picture on the camera ended here.
"Okay." Wen Ying's low, sad voice sounded in the reception room.
Hang Jiabai took out a stack of videotapes and put them into the VCD box in front of the reception room. A hazy sound of footsteps was heard, followed by painful voices one after another.
The image finally appeared on the dark screen. It was a white operating room. A man in white protective clothing stood three steps away from the operating table, instructing another man in a calm voice.
"If we cut from here, we can remove all the tissue in this area."
"Okay, teacher." The man's voice came, and it was Hu Jiangrong.
Immediately afterwards, the buzzing sound of an electric saw was heard, and amidst a scream of pain, a section of the calf was sawed off, and blood splattered all over the ground.
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