Sweet 80s

Calling the police might help get the money back, but Wu Xiaoliang would definitely be arrested.

Not calling the police can keep Wu Xiaoliang free, but the savings he has worked hard to accumulate over the years will be wasted.

It seems difficult to make a decision, but in fact it is not as difficult as it seems.

For Wu Aimin, Wu Xiaoliang is the only male in the Wu family, shouldering the heavy responsibility of carrying on the family line, even though he is idle and uneducated.

Wu's parents often turned a blind eye and did not discipline their child too much.

But to Zhou Zheng, his brother-in-law Wu Xiaoliang was just a non-blood relative.

Not to mention going to jail or not, even life or death is of no concern to him.

However, the savings that were defrauded were all hard-earned money that I earned by working day and night.

If this were to go to waste, it would be tantamount to the end of Zhou Zheng's life.

It's important to save your life!

"So, are you going to throw the money away like a meat bun to beat the dog?"

Wu Aimin didn't have any good ideas, so she just hung her head in dejection and said nothing.

"I used money, but you used all these words to describe me. You even mocked me by saying that my family runs a bank, but you didn't feel bad at all when you used it on Xiaoliang..."

Zhou Zheng didn't want to say anything more, but his temper flared up and he couldn't help it.

Normally he wouldn't be able to be so tough. He would be scolded at any time if he didn't think twice before speaking.

But now, Wu Aimin has caused a devastating disaster.

She looked depressed and full of guilt, and let the other party scold her without daring to say a word.

"If you had had a bit of common sense to tell me, you wouldn't have ended up like this. You're in a hurry to use the money, is that an excuse? It's obvious that you don't take me seriously..."

The more Zhou Zheng spoke, the more anxious he became, and the angrier he became.

"You kept it a secret without saying anything when something happened. Now I found out. If I don't look at the passbook, how long are you going to keep it a secret?"

It's okay to vent your anger and complain.

But now that things have come to this, it’s useless to say more.

Zhou Zheng knew very well that calling the police to seek justice would not work against Wu Aimin, so he could only find another shortcut and take a long-term approach.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zheng rolled his eyes and his hands trembled with anger.

He threw the passbook on the bed and gave the other party an ultimatum.

He suppressed his anger, calmed down, and said in frustration.

"You gave him the money without telling me. I don't care what method you use. If you don't get the money back within three months, we will get divorced!"

After saying that, Zhou Zheng slammed the door and left angrily.

At this time, Wu Aimin realized the seriousness of the matter and sat on the bed and cried.

It will be daybreak in two hours.

Zhou Zheng was riding his bike aimlessly on the empty and quiet street.

Except for the rustling sound of bicycle chains, the surroundings were completely silent.

Not long after I started riding, I planned to go to the office and take a nap in the car.

But my mind was filled with the depressing thought, 'After working hard for more than ten years, now we are back to where we were before liberation', and I wasn't sleepy at all.

So he pedaled and suddenly turned the handlebars and rode towards Lin Xiangdong's home.

Bang bang bang.

There was a clapping sound.

Da Huang in the yard also understood that it was unreasonable for someone to come at this time.

He barked madly at the gate.

Lin Xiangdong was abruptly awakened from a deep dream. He dragged his tired body, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and staggered to open the door.

When he saw the person coming, Lin Xiangdong subconsciously blurted out a swear word.

"Fuck, why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Zhou Zheng was in a low mood and had no time to argue with the other party. He walked straight into the living room and lay down on the sofa, sulking alone.

Lin Xiangdong, who was following behind the other person, was puzzled.

This situation had happened before, but because Wang Shuping was at home, Zhou Zheng didn't dare to barge in like that.

Lin Xiangdong went over, pulled a chair over and sat down, jokingly saying, "What's the matter, are you heartbroken again?"

Zhou Zheng raised his hands to cover his entire face, looking overly aggrieved.

After a moment, a trembling low sob came out of his mouth.

Lin Xiangdong is very familiar with this friend. Zhou Zheng has an extroverted and changeable personality.

In the eyes of others, a grown man crying must have encountered a major change, but for Zhou Zheng, this is just basic operation.

The last time he got drunk and sat on the side of the road crying as if no one was around was on a snowy night last winter.

Lin Xiangdong clearly remembered that it was a sister named Chen among his "three thousand beauties" who moved south with her family.

Thinking that he would never have the chance to meet again in this life, Zhou Zheng was so upset...

Thinking of that experience, Lin Xiangdong subconsciously rolled his eyes and looked at the other person with contempt.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zheng skipped the real intention of taking the passbook.

He made up a random excuse and told the other person everything that had happened a few hours ago.

Lin Xiangdong was also shocked after hearing this and sighed helplessly.

"If you call the police, there's still hope. Otherwise, you may not be able to get the money back even in three years, not to mention three months."

"Then let's get a divorce!" Zhou Zheng said resolutely.

If I said the word "divorce" as a joke or to scare the other party before, this time, I'm afraid I'm serious about it.

Besides, Zhou Zheng was never satisfied with Wu Aimin, which seemed to foreshadow the final outcome of the two.

"Alright, it's already this late and you're still talking out of spite. The most important thing now is to find a way to get the money back!"

After Lin Xiangdong finished speaking, Zhou Zheng suddenly sat up from the sofa.

"I'm not kidding. I thought three months was too much. If this money is really wasted, it won't just be a simple matter of divorce!"

Zhou Zheng righteously complained about the injustices he had suffered in the Wu family over the years.

"Others may not know, but you don't know that my father-in-law, relying on his friends who are officials, looks down on me and thinks I am a person with no future in steering..."

Lin Xiangdong was too lazy to care about other people's family affairs. Zhou Zheng did say these words to him, but it had been so long that he had almost forgotten them.

Lin Xiangdong frowned and tried to recall: "Wasn't he an accountant before he retired?"

"Yes, Aimin took over his job."

"We are all glorious working people, how can you look down on others? For what he said, he should be dragged out and criticized."

Zhou Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"He has a strong relationship with the factory director. Not only did he let Aimin take over his job, he also arranged for Aiyan, my sister-in-law, to work as a regular employee in the food factory."

"What about Wu Xiaoliang? Why doesn't he care about his precious son?"

"It's not that I don't care, it's that I can't. He still had connections in the first few years after he retired. When Xiaoliang reached working age, most of the people who were as good as him had retired."

"If working in an office doesn't work for me, I can be sent to a factory to work as a worker, so I can have a say, right?"

Zhou Zheng curled his lips.

"The key is that Xiaoliang is not happy about it. He says he is a man who can do great things. The days in the factory where you can see the end of the world are boring..."

After hearing this, Lin Xiangdong chuckled twice and sighed.

"Good fellow, he is just like his father. Is there a saying that goes, 'You look down on others with your eyes wide open?'"

Zhou Zheng grinned and laughed.

"He has completely destroyed his father's connections. Now, he can't even get a job as a security guard, let alone a worker."

"It must be said that this kid is quite smart. Although the transaction is illegal, he really makes money."

"Humph~"

Zhou Zheng snorted coldly.

"What's the point? You can earn money but not spend it. Robbing a bank makes money faster, and the bullets are not slow either."

The two chatted back and forth for half an hour, and Lin Xiangdong's sleepiness was swept away.

Seeing the faint white light appearing in the sky outside the window, Lin Xiangdong stood up and stretched.

"Come on, I'll treat you to some spicy soup. Bring me two fried dough cakes and half a pound of fried buns, and dip the fried crispy vegetable corners into the soup. Oh my, it's so delicious!"

Zhou Zheng was not hungry originally, but after hearing this, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind and his stomach started to growl.

"I don't want to drink Hu La Tang...I want to drink two mixed soups!"

"Two doses is nothing. You can drink three doses if you want."

Zhou Zheng was stunned. He had never heard of this way of eating, so he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"The second mixture is tofu pudding, what else is there to mix in the third mixture?"

"Mix it with bean paste."

"Oh, what a mess, who would eat this?"

"What a coincidence, there are people who really like to eat it."

"Who?"

"My son!"

"Screw you!"