novelraw Chapter 45 Revenge is only satisfying when taken personally.
Chapter 45 Revenge is only satisfying when taken personally.
Around 10 p.m., Tong Yuheng, accompanied by his mother, quietly arrived at his maternal grandfather's room in the cowshed. His uncle and the others were already waiting inside.
The family was very excited to see each other, and after a long sigh, they were finally reunited and no longer had to worry about each other.
"Dad, are you alright? Are those people always making things difficult for you?" Tong Jiahui asked.
"Fortunately, everything was fine until a troublesome director came along, and things got worse. Jiaming and Guiping were both injured, and even Yuchen was kicked several times by them."
"These bastards will get their comeuppance sooner or later!" Tong Jiahui said bitterly.
"They've already gotten their comeuppance! That brat who hit my aunt was beaten senseless, suffering internal bleeding and serious injuries; Qian Chuanzi was thrown into the snow and is half-frozen to death. They're both still in the hospital!"
"Hehe, really?! That's great! How come they didn't die?!"
Yang Guiping is truly ruthless; she wishes they were all dead! If it weren't for her eldest niece bringing her medicine and food, she probably wouldn't have lived to see the New Year!
"How do you know all this? Didn't you just arrive today?" Tong Jiaming felt that this matter was related to Yu Heng, who had always been someone who never suffered a loss.
"I overheard it by chance. Such exciting news, of course it'll spread everywhere! They're so hated, eight out of ten people want to beat them up!"
Yang Guiping's injuries had fully healed, but she continued to feign illness so she wouldn't have to do the heavy work of shoveling manure. This was arranged for them by the brigade leader under pressure from above. Shoveling was fine; the amount didn't matter.
While other villagers were resting and hibernating, these people sent down to the countryside couldn't do that. They were made to do the chores that no one else in the team wanted to do, such as feeding the cattle and pigs, and shoveling pig and cow manure.
With the Lunar New Year just a few days away, the pigs that were supposed to be handed over have been handed over, and those that were supposed to be slaughtered have been slaughtered and their meat divided. There are only a few piglets left in the pigpen; we'll have to add some next year so that there's more pig manure.
Yang Guiping's hands and face were rough; those were the hands she used to draw blueprints and do designs! She looked at herself, then at her sister-in-law who was five or six years older than her but looked younger, and sighed deeply!
Who cares about being rough or rough? As long as we can live, that's enough. As long as the whole family is together and safe and sound, that's even better. It would be even better if we could stop being beaten and criticized!
"Jiaming, Guiping, you've suffered so much!" Tong Jiahui felt heartbroken looking at her younger siblings who were as thin as sticks.
"It's okay, sister. I don't believe things will always be like this! Things will get better someday!" Tong Jiaming is now in better health and in a better mood, and she has something to look forward to.
"Uncle, you're right. This might last three to five years, or even seven or eight, but no matter how long it takes, we're together, supporting each other, and we'll get through it. By the way, which bastard hurt you? I heard he's still going on and on, he almost killed you!"
Tong Yuheng asked about the person who reported them and then hired someone to torture them at the farm.
"His name is Geng Peiyan! He's an absolute scoundrel!" Mentioning this man made his uncle grit his teeth in hatred, wishing he could pounce on him and bite him a few times.
"Don't worry, Uncle, he won't get better!" Tong Yuheng said confidently.
She had always upheld fairness and justice in her past life, but in this life, she wanted to try being a "lawless outlaw" occasionally.
It's more satisfying to take revenge yourself, isn't it? Waiting for divine retribution? That'll take forever!
The mother and son didn't dare stay any longer, so they gave them the newly bought cotton-padded coats and told them to wear them under their worn-out clothes. They hadn't finished the food Yuheng had left behind before they left last time, so they brought them a lot of rice and noodles this time.
Their complexions have improved these past few days, and drinking some spiritual spring water every day has greatly improved their health. Little Yu Chen, in particular, has gained weight.
The two families across the street couldn't possibly be unaware of the problem, but they remained silent and didn't ask a single question.
They were all betrayed by relatives or friends, so they were all quite wary of people. Although they all lived in cowsheds, they tried to live their own lives as much as possible. They would help each other sometimes, but they rarely had the time or energy to chat together.
The elderly woman across the street, Zhang Yanan, used to be a university professor in the provincial capital. Her daughter-in-law, after a conflict with her, reported her as a bourgeois rich girl who was using her teaching position to poison the minds of good socialist youth.
As a result, Zhang Yanan was demoted to a lower-level position. Her only son could not accept that his wife had maliciously framed his mother. In a fit of rage, he killed his wife and then committed suicide.
Zhang Yanan's husband chose to sever ties with her, leaving his young granddaughter Yan Yan with her, and then married a new wife who was more than ten years younger than him.
A son is gone, but you can have another one. A granddaughter isn't anything special. Haha, men are so clear-headed and pragmatic!
At that time, Zhang Yanan was utterly disappointed with the world, but for her granddaughter, she had to live and raise the last bit of her bloodline to adulthood!
The other two families quietly took care of them, as both of them were either old or frail. When the little girl was sick, Grandpa Tong also helped treat her.
Tong Anfu is a doctor who can help everyone a lot. He is also the oldest among the group, and everyone respects him.
The couple were also intellectuals; the man's name was Li Guanglin, and the woman's name was Ding Lihong. They were mid-level cadres working in a government agency, and were demoted due to their superiors' involvement. They both seemed to have a rather easygoing nature.
Their parents have passed away; they have no children of their own and have not adopted any. Partly because they are too busy with work, and partly because they are unwilling to accept this situation and still want to have their own children.
Previously, all his brothers and sisters in his own family were eager to have their children adopted by them, but this time they all disappeared without a trace.
During that period, the most frequent news they received was that their brothers and sisters were declaring that they wanted to sever ties with them!
Haha, how ironic! It truly is a world where everyone is driven by self-interest! This time they've experienced it firsthand!
Tong Yuheng transmigrated into the book, and the people who were in the cowshed with his grandfather were not mentioned, but were simply referred to as A, B, C, and D, not even deserving to have a name.
Their fate remains unknown, but the most dangerous among these people is definitely the grandfather's family, given the unfounded rumors of their wealth!
This is probably the root cause of the family's eventual destruction and death!
"Sir, I'll find a way to make it easier for us to meet in the future. Let's arrange to meet in the nearby woods for now. I'll leave the food and supplies under the big tree about twenty meters from Wang Genqiang's grave. You can pick them up whenever it's convenient for you."
Tong Yuheng searched for a long time and felt that this place was relatively safe. Wang Genqiang was an old bachelor. After he died, the villagers buried him in the woods and erected a monument, but no one paid their respects. Very few people went to his grave.