Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

Wang Muzhi's voice allowed no refutation, and everyone knew this and dispersed.

The few remaining people returned home.

Wang Jiefang saw Wang Hongmei's appearance and nodded to her, but didn't say much. The main problem now was Zhao Dezhu in front of him.

"Uncle."

Zhao Dezhu, who was standing in the middle, shouted and looked around the room, but did not find Wang Hongxue.

Feeling a little depressed for a while.

"Don't call me uncle."

Wang Jiefang shouted angrily, rolled his eyes at Zhao Dezhu, and gasped in anger. Wang Hongmei stepped forward and patted Wang Jiefang's back gently, fearing that Wang Jiefang would pass away.

Just now Li Enhui told her everything, and Wang Hongmei also had a bad look on Zhao Dezhu.

That is to say, Wang Hongxue's soft character can endure it for such a long time. If it were him, he would have turned that family upside down long ago. At worst, he would have fought tooth and nail. Who is afraid of whom?

Zhao Dezhu shut up angrily, looked around, picked up the kettle, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Wang Jiefang with both hands.

"Uncle, please drink some water to calm down. I am sorry for Hongxue and made her suffer. Today you will hit me and scold me no matter what."

Wang Muzhi's eyes fell on Zhao Dezhu's left hand holding the water.

There were only two fingers on that hand, and the rest of the hand was covered with scars from burns, which looked shocking.

Zhao Dezhu came off the battlefield, and his left hand also became like this on the battlefield. Wang Mu felt a little soft-hearted for a while.

He could beat that guy Zhao Delin to pieces, but for such a warrior who had fought for the country through life and death, part of Wang Muzhi's resentment disappeared.

Wang Muzhi still knew a little about this person's character.

In his previous life, not long after his eldest cousin passed away, Zhao Dezhu also died, which was enough to show that he really liked his eldest cousin.

From this point of view, Zhao Dezhu is not bad in nature, but he only knows how to work hard and is not as petty as others.

Wang Muzhi asked.

"Zhao Dezhu, let me ask you, do you know the injustice my eldest sister suffered in your family?"

"I didn't know it at first."

Zhao Dezhu shook his head.

Yesterday afternoon, Zhao's father went to the county steel factory to find him. When he returned home, he found that his wife was not there, his brother was covered with scars, and the villagers were pointing at him and talking about him.

Faced with this scene, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother said that Wang Muzhi came to bully their Zhao family and took Wang Hongxue away.

Zhao Dezhu was honest, but that didn't mean he was a fool. He simply went to Zhao Dazhong to ask about the matter.

"My second uncle told me the whole story. I really didn't expect that my family would treat Hongxue like this. I was sorry for her and made her suffer."

The tall and strong man's eyes were red at this moment, and his voice was a little choked.

No one was more heartbroken than he was at this moment.

He was making money outside but neglected his family. His wife did not enjoy any blessings by following him, and she suffered such a big sin!

And he also knew that what outsiders said was not all, it could only prove that Wang Hongxue suffered more and greater injustices.

Zhao Dezhu, Zhao Dezhu, are you still a man?

"Yes, yes, yes, although I am from Zhaojia Village, this matter is indeed our fault. You said that there is no such thing as marrying a wife. This is the first time I have heard of it."

Zhao Dazhong came up to look at Wang Muzhi and smiled fawningly. Seeing Wang Muzhi looking towards him, he quickly added.

"Muzhi, that guy Zhao Delin is really not a thing, but Dezhu people are honest and have absolutely no tricks. Do you think you can call Hongxue out and let them talk to each other carefully? Untie this knot, and we will have to do it in the future. It’s a good life, isn’t it?”

Zhao Dazhong must seize this opportunity today. As long as Wang Hongxue returns to the Zhao family, he can get in touch with Wang Muzhi.

Wang Muzhi shook his head slightly: "That's the truth, but my eldest sister has left."

"gone?"

Zhao Dazhong's heart skipped a beat and he froze on the spot, dumbfounded.

As for Zhao Dezhu, it felt as if he had been hit in the head. His whole head was dazed, his face suddenly turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes became dim and lifeless at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately, everyone saw Zhao Dezhu turning around and walking towards the door like a zombie.

He walked very slowly, one step at a time, and moved his body mechanically. He accidentally bumped into the door frame, but he seemed not to feel the pain at all, and still moved slowly toward the door.

He muttered to himself, like asking a question, more like asking himself.

"You're gone, how can you leave?"

Seeing this scene, everyone looked at each other in shock, but Wang Muzhi was the first to react and grab him.

"Zhao Dezhu, please calm down first. When I said my eldest sister left, I meant that she went to the county town with Yingzi, not that she left. Do you understand?"

Zhao Dezhu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, his eyes widened, and he grabbed Wang Muzhi's hand with an urgent voice.

"Muzhi, are you saying that Hongxue is not dead?"

The strength was so great that even Wang Muzhi felt some pain.

Wang Muzhi nodded.

"Of course, my eldest sister is not dead, but if she continues to live in your family, then maybe she will."

"De Zhu!"

Suddenly, a voice of surprise came. He turned around and saw that his cousin Wang Hongxue and his younger sister Wang Hongying were coming to the door.

"Hongxue!"

Zhao Dezhu's body seemed to be injected with a new energy. He rushed forward and hugged Wang Hongxue tightly. The iron-boned man burst into tears at this moment.

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Dezhu's identity is different. He is a soldier who has made real contributions to the country. Like Gao Dashan, he receives a monthly national subsidy. Although it is not much, it is also a status symbol.

Gao Dashan seemed a little unable to bear to watch any more. He stepped forward and patted Wang Muzhi on the shoulder and whispered: "Muzhi, what do you think? Dezhu climbed out of the dead just like me. Like the Zhao family, Others are different. Today I am begging you for a favor, please give me face and be given a lighter sentence.

Jiefang, you are the head of the family, and you have to make the decision on this matter. What do you want to do? Do you really want them to divorce? "

Wang Jiefang remained silent and had no clue for a while.

He really wanted to vent his anger on Wang Hongxue, but in this era, divorce was a very dishonorable thing. If he said it, he would be criticized behind his back, which was not his original intention.

But just exposing this matter like this makes me feel a little sorry for the injustice Hongxue has suffered over the years. Maybe after returning home, the Zhao family will think that their own family is easy to talk to, and they will bully Hongxue even harder.

"Dad, leave this to me."

"Okay, you handle it. Sooner or later, this family will be handed over to you anyway. I can't control that much."

Seeing his son come forward to ask for help, Wang Jiefang took the opportunity to throw the problem to Wang Muzhi. The young man has a quick mind and can deal with it in any way. More importantly, even if there is something wrong in the end, he can deal with it.

As young people, how can we not make mistakes?