◎ Female hooligan? ◎ 

In a daze, Liang Baozhen looked at the images and words before her, which flooded into her mind and caused a headache. 

It says that Liang Baozhen is in a period novel, in which the male protagonist is Chen Siming’s brother, and Liang Baozhen is an insignificant cannon fodder female supporting role in the book, who is married off by Chen Siming because of his beauty. 

Chen Siming is a hypocrite. Before marriage, he secretly had affairs with various female comrades. After marriage, his true nature became evident. Not only did he continue to have affairs outside, but he even committed domestic violence against his rivals. 

In her mind, the successful Chen Siming’s words echoed repeatedly. 

“Baozhen, why do you still need to go out and work? There are many jobs available at the State Cotton Factory, and there is no need for you to work hard outside. Just stay home and enjoy life.”  

“I’m going out to have a good time? Can’t you see that I’m the one giving you money?” 

“Divorce? If you want to divorce me, won’t your parents be heartbroken? Won’t the Liang family lose face? How will you hold your head up in the village afterward? If you make a big deal out of this, your family won’t come out unscathed. You wouldn’t want anything to happen to your parents, your brother, your sisters, right? Trust me this last time, I swear I won’t mess around again.” 

In the end, Liang Baozhen endured in silence. She secretly collected evidence of Chen Siming’s corruption and was preparing to hand it over. However, the male protagonist of the novel, Chen Siming’s own brother, used his powerful protagonist halo and confiscated her evidence. In order to highlight the male protagonist’s righteousness and kindness, he prevented Chen Siming from retaliating against Liang Baozhen and helped with their divorce. 

In the lengthy novel of a million words, there was only one sentence about her remaining life: 

In middle age, Liang Baozhen met a perfect match and spent the rest of her life happily together. However, they both regretted meeting too late. They could have met each other through a blind date earlier, but it was just one day too late. 

The scenes were too real, and the words too genuine—it seemed as if it really happened. Liang Baozhen felt like she had quickly witnessed her entire life after marrying Chen Siming. 

Liang Baozhen had read novels and watched storytelling shows in school. Those novels featured enviable protagonists and were mostly about passionate battles. So, was she actually a supporting character in a novel? 

Everything seems so strange, but I’ve been troubled by dreams recently. Maybe it was giving me hints? 

Liang Baozhen, who saw herself as someone who couldn’t tolerate being wronged, watched everything from the sidelines, feeling both puzzled and concerned. 

As for Dong Jiayan, the novel mentioned that she had always been jealous of her, and after the divorce, she even came over specifically to mock her, saying she couldn’t hold on to the successful Chen Siming and wasn’t capable. 

So now she’s gotten involved with Chen Siming ahead of time? Was she planning to replace her and marry into the Chen family? 

Considering that she specifically asked me to buy a scarf and happened to appear nearby so that I could see her, it all seemed too much of a coincidence. 

“Baozhen, Baozhen!” Song Chunhua saw her daughter staring blankly ahead, not knowing what she was thinking. “Don’t be afraid; we won’t marry you to this kind of person. Fortunately, we found out this time. If we had found out after the marriage, it would have been a big trouble.” 

“Mother, I’m fine.” Looking at Chen Siming again, Liang Baozhen’s eyes were clear but filled with more disgust. Whether he was caught red-handed or as described in the book, Chen Siming was a complete scumbag. 

The scene was chaotic, and Chen Siming squeezed through to talk to Liang Baozhen, hoping she would help him. As long as she testified, everything would be a misunderstanding. 

“Baozhen, please believe me! It’s all a misunderstanding.” 

Slap! 

Liang Baozhen slapped Chen Siming with all her strength, whether it was the story in the book or for her current self. 

“I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person. Save these words for the people in the Revolutionary Committee.” 

The revolutionary committee members arrived quickly. With reports from the public about improper male-female relations, they had to take it seriously. 

Chen Siming and Dong Jiayan were both taken away, and Song Chunhua and Liang Baozhen also went with them. 

After the excitement died down, Hong Saner still felt unsatisfied and wanted to catch up to see what was going on. However, Xu Shengjie beside him didn’t seem to care much, “Brother, you can finally vent your anger this time.” 

Xu Shengjie shook his head. He wasn’t interested in the grudges between these people. But he felt satisfied watching the girl slap Chen Siming in the face.  

But he was more concerned about making money. “Did you sell those urea pants?” 

The voice was low and only the two of them could hear. When Hong Saner mentioned the money, he immediately became excited, “Sold it, sold it… A pair of pants was sold for ten yuan.” 

The two of them walked out while talking. Hong Saner continued, “How did you get rid of the words on the urea bag? I saw that others’ dyeing didn’t work, but it’s almost invisible on our pants.” 

The less visible it is, the more people will rush to buy it, because it means the pants have no flaws.

 

“Just go back to the factory.” 

“You’re not going back?” 

Xu Shengjie shook his head, remembering what his grandmother said before he left home that morning: his matchmaker aunt would come to his house to find a partner for him. 

“Then you should go back quickly and find a wife to settle down as soon as possible. I heard that there are some female hooligans nowadays. You’re so good-looking; be careful they don’t take a fancy to you and then refuse to leave!” 

Hong Saner’s words became more and more outrageous, which made Xu Shengjie quicken his pace. 

*** 

“How can Siming be that kind of person? There must be a misunderstanding.” A middle-aged woman dressed elegantly was anxious at Chen’s house. 

“That kind of person? I see him as always being useless. He’s incapable of handling anything and even likes to steal and cheat,” Chen Yong, the factory director, scolded loudly. 

He has two sons and one daughter, and the most disappointing one is his second son, Chen Siming. A while ago, he insisted on marrying a country girl. Chen Yong disagreed, but Chen Siming went to bother his mother and grandparents until they were persuaded. 

But the trouble didn’t stop there. With the wedding approaching, these disgraceful things kept happening! 

Chen Yong was in a critical period of being inspected from above, and this troublemaker son really knew how to cause problems. 

“What can we do? We can’t let Siming go out on the street with a sign hanging on his neck and embarrass himself, right?” Guo Mingli was angry at his man. As a factory director, how could he not be able to save his own son? 

After all, Huang Zhongyi, the director of the Revolutionary Committee, was someone Chen Yong had supported. 

*** 

Huang Zhongyi personally looked into the conduct issues of Chen Siming and Dong Jiayan, listened to Song Chunhua and Liang Baozhen, and then had someone record it. 

In his office, Chen Yong, the director of the State Cotton Factory, was waiting. He understood what was going on. 

“We will definitely address the conduct issues, so you should return to the village for now.” 

After sending them off, Huang Zhongyi entered his office and saw Chen Yong. He immediately changed his demeanor. “Brother Li, this matter is difficult to handle.” 

“Brother Huang, I know that too, but my wife is crying and making a fuss at home. You see… I’m sorry to cause you trouble.” Chen Yong pushed a pack of Hongtashan Mountain cigarettes. 

Huang Zhongyi understood, he thought for a moment, and spoke, “Today’s incident was quite big, and many people saw it. It’s impossible to cover it up completely. However, we can manage the situation in a way that reflects well. Chen Siming and Dong Jiayan didn’t respect boundaries and distance in their interactions, which is a conduct issue that needs reeducation and reform.” 

Chen Yong nodded and was quite satisfied with the result. It was unrealistic to completely cover this incident. He stood up and patted Huang Zhongyi on the shoulder, “I’m sorry to bother you with this matter. My good-for-nothing son always makes trouble for me. One moment he wants to marry a country girl, and the next moment he… sigh, I’ll go back and deal with him.” 

“Brother Li, young people are bound to be full of youthful energy. I can understand that.” 

After sending the people away, Huang Zhongyi picked up the Hongtashan cigarettes on the table, weighed them, and tore them open. When he saw the stack of cigarettes inside, he smiled with satisfaction. 

*** 

“Break off the engagement! Let’s break off the engagement when we get back!” Song Chunhua was still not satisfied after coming out of the Revolutionary Committee. She felt that their family had suffered a great injustice and encountered such a terrible person. 

Liang Baozhen, standing beside her, was not as angry as her mother. She was mainly shocked by the information in the book she had received, overwhelmed by too much information at once. 

“Chunhua, oh, you’re not back from the city yet?” Lai Fengxia called out to the mother and daughter. In these times, news spread quickly, and the story about the conduct issues of the State Cotton Factory’s son had already spread everywhere. 

Lai Fengxia quickly found out that it was the Liang family’s daughter’s fiancé. It was such a shame that she ended up with someone like him! 

“Fengxia, how come you’re in the city?” A few of them stood by the roadside talking. 

“I went to the city to look for a match for my nephew, but I was delayed by the Dong family. I didn’t expect the same thing to happen to you. It’s really distressing.” 

“That’s right. At first, Chen Siming seemed like a decent person, but who would have thought he’s so black-hearted. Fortunately, our Baozhen hasn’t married him yet; otherwise, what would have happened?” 

Lai Fengxia comforted Song Chunhua for a while. She really felt the same way. Chen Siming and Dong Jiayan had really done a lot of harm to people. 

“So, what are you planning to do now? Didn’t you plan to get married and hold a banquet on the 28th?” 

” It’s cancelled. Anyone who wants to marry this kind of person can marry him. I have to find a good one for Baozhen again. I have to keep my eyes open this time.” 

Find another one? Lai Fengxia’s eyes lit up. This seems quite coincidental since she had been inquiring about potential matches for her nephew for several days. “Chunhua, why don’t you take a look…” 

“Aunt.” 

A man’s voice came from behind. Lai Fengxia turned around and saw that it was her nephew Xu Shengjie. He was someone who had served in the military, so he looked different. 

“This is my nephew. I came to the city this time to find him a match,” Lai Fengxia explained to Song Chunhua. She wanted to bring the two people together, and she couldn’t help but say a few more words, “He’s retired from the army and now works at the State Cotton Factory…” 

Xu Shengjie was sent out by his grandmother to pick someone up. Seeing his aunt talking to someone, he noticed a middle-aged woman and a young girl standing beside her. 

The girl was extremely beautiful, and the scattered sunlight created a circle of golden light around her. When she raised her eyes, it seemed that her eyes were filled with water, which was very charming. 

However, the young girl who had never met him before seemed to be looking at him with a strange expression! 

Xu Shengjie watched as a trace of surprise appeared in her almond-shaped eyes, and she began to look him up and down, especially looking at his waist… 

Thinking of what Hong Saner said earlier, could it be that I met a female hooligan? 

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