Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 50 - She Likes to Kill Two Birds with One Stone_1

Chapter 50: Chapter 50 She Likes to Kill Two Birds with One Stone_1

Chapter 50 -50 She Likes to Kill Two Birds with One Stone_1

But mainly it was the warning from the regiment commander yesterday.

“The recruitment process is open, fair, and transparent, and we’re not afraid of anyone coming to investigate.

However, if someone is trying to cause trouble by spreading rumors and slandering, which affects the normal work of the cultural troupe, that is not acceptable.”

The troupe is very busy with tasks, and nobody has time to accompany those who spread rumors to look into things.

Therefore, reporting is welcome, but there must be evidence.

Otherwise, you might get expelled from the cultural troupe.

Just this point caused Lin Xuezhu to break out into a cold sweat on her back, as she said resentfully, “I understand, let’s go.”

Turning around again, however, she could no longer see Lew Yuan’s figure.

But her heart was aching faintly.

She liked Lew Yuan, and she wasn’t profoundly in love before, but at that moment, she realized it was not just liking, she was in love with him.

Just that tall and refined silhouette made her heart flutter.

Her mother used to say that men are of a cheap breed and that they shouldn’t be easily accepted, for otherwise, they won’t value you.

But now, that person let go just as he said he would.

Lin Xuezhu suddenly felt a painful urge to cry.

Actually, this characteristic seems to be common to both sexes.

Maybe it’s only after losing something that you realize its value.

It was Song Yunuan’s very first time seriously shopping at a department store.

The counters were set up in a large circle with salespeople inside and customers outside, and the service attitudes varied from good to bad.

Little Asheng was too short to see inside, so he asked Song Ting to hold him up.

Song Yunuan asked him what he wanted, offering to treat him.

Thinking it over, Asheng remembered they had malted milk at home, one box of which was his, and he had already tasted the fabled yellow peach canned fruit.

Despite sharing it with others, this time his sister was looking out for him, and he got the largest piece.

He also had White Rabbit Creamy Candy and fruit candy in his small bag.

The little guy felt very content and happy.

“I don’t want anything, just let me have another piece of candy,” he said.

Song Yunuan firmly refused, “That’s not allowed!”

She even threatened him that if he dared to sneak a candy, she wouldn’t let him carry his small bag anymore.

Asheng had a strong sense of self-discipline, which Song Yunuan had only just realized.

Song Yunuan also wouldn’t allow their aunt to buy anything for Asheng either, as their family’s finances were strained, and it was better to prioritize major necessities.

They bought washbasins, teapots, toothpaste, towels, and a fragrant soap.

Some required coupons and some did not.

Although Song Ting didn’t say it out loud, in her heart she had already decided: she was going to save money to buy her niece a watch.

As for hair ties and scarves, she found that Little Nuan didn’t seem to like them.

She didn’t even give them a glance, which was proof they didn’t catch her eye.

By the time the Song family returned to the village, it was noon.

As it happened, the Song family were all at home.

Song Yunuan said, “Let’s not eat first; I have something to tell you.”

Old Man Song was startled; he hadn’t heard anything on the way.

“Wang Dazhi slandered my dad, so I’ve arranged with Lin Qing to bring people to the village at 1:30 this afternoon for a confrontation.

Dad, I trust you, but being upright doesn’t always ensure an unskewed shadow; when a shadow does get skewed, it’s easy to be misunderstood.

Human nature is such that people love watching the excitement and jumping to conclusions.

Even lies can eventually turn into truth, so we’ll hold a village-wide meeting where everything will be put out in the open.

That way, we’ll have nothing to fear from rumors.”

Song Liang’s heart lurched, and his complexion changed.

“Wang Dazhi, what kind of filth are you trying to splash on me?”

“Nothing more than saying that you bully men and dominate women…”

[I didn’t understand before, but now I get it, Lin Qing believed that Xiujuan was my dad’s child just because Wang Dazhi said so, and thus, she chose to believe the following slander from Wang Dazhi.]

[Lin Qing hated my father to the bone.

When he was arrested, the charges were clear, but in private, Lin Qing didn’t pursue any further inquiries.

She thought that was the truth, so for the sake of Lin Jia and all the women my father was suspected of harming, she must have chosen to use insidious means to force my father into suicide.]

[Lin Qing wouldn’t knowingly break the law, but she enjoyed killing two birds with one stone.

She must have tricked my father into drinking poison with the help of the Wang family, making it look like suicide out of fear of punishment.]

[Once my father died, whether the allegations were true or false, everything was buried.]

[Whatever was left, whether done by the Wang family or someone else, all traced back to Lin Qing.]

[Sigh, none of these has happened yet, but how can we make Lin Qing pay?]

Song Liang was trembling all over, his rage reaching its peak.

He hurriedly turned around.

“I need to use the restroom.”

The rest of the Song family maintained their composure as well.

Old Mrs.

Song also felt hatred, but she kept it from showing, especially in front of the children.

“Alright, let’s wash our hands and eat.

Little Nuan, we are not afraid.

Even if we have to go to Beidu, the Song family won’t be afraid.

Bullying men and dominating women, that’s just laughable.

Whoever dares to twist the truth, I definitely won’t let them off.” She then praised, “Little Nuan, you did the right thing.

Let’s bring everything into the open, no need to explain to Lin Qing.

As the involved parties, if we stand together, everything will be clear from beginning to end.”

“Grandma, that’s exactly the point, and it’s the best approach.”

Nearly a thousand people were watching; who would dare to spread rumors?

Song Liang took a walk, and his emotions calmed quite a bit.

He asked his daughter, “Little Nuan, what do I need to do on my end?”

“Dad, it’s simple.

If he has evidence, make him present it.

Without evidence, it’s a false accusation, and you can also sue him for defamation, causing you great harm.

If he’s not jailed, he can at least be fined.”

The Song family nodded in agreement.

Not fearful in the slightest.

Song Yunuan suddenly said, “However, that Wang Dazhi doesn’t seem to be a fool.

In front of such a large crowd, he wouldn’t dare to fabricate, or perhaps Lin Qing has slandered him, or perhaps he doesn’t dare to confront you directly.

I think Lin Qing might even bring in leaders from the commune or even the county, but regardless of who comes, it will be advantageous for you, dad.”

Wang Dazhi was smart, seizing the vulnerability of women reluctant to speak out against such matters and exploiting Lin Qing’s reluctance to question her sister.

If all those conditions are true, then he has indeed managed to smear filth on them.

Song Yunuan: “Right, we need to notify them about the meeting, right?”

In the village, people seldom went out, mostly staying at home working, so gathering them together usually happened quickly.

“This afternoon, every household is set to sign the land contract.”

So there was no need for a special notice.

But as for what would actually happen, Song Yunuan couldn’t really guess.

However, that wasn’t a big problem.

Only Song Yunuan and Little Asheng enjoyed their lunch.

After eating and resting for a while, Song Liang went to the brigade headquarters first.

With the villagers all preoccupied with thoughts of the land, of course, everyone was eager.

When Song Liang arrived at the brigade, quite a few people were squatting outside, greeting him with even more enthusiasm than usual.

He also saw Wang Dazhi smile at him with ill intent.

Song Liang couldn’t be bothered with him, but he knew, this Wang Dazhi was not only malicious and vicious, but also not stupid.

He had always held a grudge against him for sending him to labor reform back in the day.

Just like Little Nuan’s prediction about that reporter Sun Zhiqing.

Song Yunuan and her family hadn’t even left the yard when they heard the sound of the brigade beating the gong.

The loudspeaker was broken, so they had to use this most primitive way of notification.