After dinner, Yang Bin and his wife went back to bed and slept. After Zhang Hu and Yang Mo took care of their injuries, Zhang Hu stopped staying.
"Then I'll come again tomorrow."
"Okay, walk slowly."
Zhang Hu said goodbye to Yang Mo, walked out, and drove home.
But when he got home, he didn't fall asleep immediately. Instead, he closed the door and went out alone with a peaked cap on his head.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Hu crossed the other side of the river and arrived in front of Wang Er's house. He looked at the lights still on in the window and thought that this guy couldn't escape anywhere.
"Open the door, open the door." Zhang Hu patted the door hard and shouted.
"Who is it? The door is unlocked. Come in by yourself. I can't get out. My leg is broken."
Wang Er, who was lying on the bed, was beaten and no one came to help him. He lay alone on the bed and was at a loss.
When he saw a dark man with a tall body appearing in front of him, Wang Er was startled and immediately asked: "You...who are you?"
"Your enemy."
Zhang Hu lowered the mouth of the peaked cap to cover his eyes and gave a cold sound.
In the dark room, Wang Er looked at Zhang Hu in confusion, "I...do I have any grudge against you? The people who came to beat me today are almost all my enemies. Where did you come from?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is why you bully Uncle Yang."
When Wang Er heard this, his jaw suddenly dropped and he looked at Zhang Hu with wide eyes.
"I...I didn't mean it."
Then he asked: "Didn't Yang Mo come here today? Who are you?"
"Since you want to know who I am, then I'll let you see."
Afterwards, Zhang Hu slowly took off his brain and stared at Wang Er with cold eyes.
"You...you are Zhang Hu..."
"You still know grandpa."
"I have no enmity with you, why do you want to come to my house?"
When Wang Er saw Zhang Hu's cannibalistic look, he thought that he would definitely get a severe beating tonight.
"You probably don't know, so I'll explain it to you here."
"Uncle Yang has treated me as his own son since he was a child. No matter what delicious food there is in the house, he will be the first to bring it to me except Yang Mo. Therefore, he is like me in this world. He is my second closest relative."
"But what I didn't expect was that you dared to bully him behind my back. What's the difference between your behavior and that of a beast? Wang Er, Wang Er, who didn't know your virtues since you were a child? Why don't you get up in the middle of the night? Commit theft, let’s not talk about that, let’s talk about your wife. As long as you are a man, you will not be violent to your wife. Look at you, your children have not been back since they were admitted to college. Where is your wife? I'm afraid of being beaten by you and will eventually have no choice but to run away. You have nothing else. Your only hobby is drinking, beating people, and misbehaving. Even if you have to compete with Uncle Yang for the only help spot in the village, what else do you have in this life? Can you take action?"
Wang Er, who was speechless by Zhang Hu, lowered his head and recalled that over the past ten years, he was indeed not worthy of being a qualified father, let alone a qualified person. At this moment, he realized that he regretted the past and could not look back.
When he raised his head and looked at Zhang Hu, tears flowed slowly from both sides of his cheeks. The wrinkles on his face were clearly visible in the dark room. He really regretted it and was really old.
Then, he said feebly: "You are right. All the mistakes I have made over the years were all caused by me."
"I know that no matter what I do, there is nothing I can do to save it. Zhang Hu, please give me a break! Just let me be buried with my wife and children who have left far away, and the entire Liuhe Village!"
Seeing that he didn't look like an actor, Zhang Hu decisively confirmed that Wang Er really regretted it.
I thought I would come here tonight to teach Wang Er a lesson, but I never thought that now that I saw him like this, I couldn't do anything.
Seeing his helpless look at this moment, Zhang Hu softened his heart. It would be best if Wang Er is willing to reflect on his past mistakes when good or evil eventually comes back.
When he came to his senses, Zhang Hu had already left the room and walked back home, leaving Zhang Er sitting alone on the bed.
In Nuo Da's house, only one light was on for him. Wang Er used a loud voice to vent the sins he had committed in the past ten years: "Dad, mom, wife, son, I was wrong..."
The night was dark and windy, and the desolate sounds echoed throughout Liuhe Village, seeming to vent the guilt in his heart over the past ten years.
Wang Er finally realized the crime he had committed, but what if he regretted it? What he had lost could never come back to him.
Zhang Hu, who was stepping on stones to cross the river to the other side, was stunned by the echo.
"I hope he will correct his mistakes after he realizes them." He muttered secretly in his heart.
That night, Yang Mo tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He Xiaojing, who was sleeping inside, saw that he was not sleepy, so she asked: "Husband, what's bothering you?"
"Aren't you asleep yet? Did I disturb you?"
Seeing his wife's sudden question, Yang Mo turned around and stared at He Xiaojing. Even though the room was pitch dark, He Xiaojing's delicate face was still clearly visible, making people want to stop.
"No, I didn't fall asleep either."
Yang Mo stretched out his hand and touched it, and then said, "I'm thinking about quitting that job now."
"You want to quit your job as a security guard?"
"Yes."
He Xiaojing didn't feel surprised when Yang Mo said this. After all, she knew that her husband's assets were worth several hundred W at least, and commuting to work every day was just for fun.
So I agreed with his idea and said: "If you want to resign, just resign! Anyway, you are not short of money now. I guess the reason why you have been reluctant to quit your job for so long is because you have nothing to do every day and want to find a class to pass the time?"
Yang Mo looked at her in shock. He hid it well, how could she know this.
"How did you know?"
"One night while you were sleeping, I secretly picked up your phone and looked at it. To my surprise, I saw several text messages indicating that hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands had been credited to the card. I was shocked."
"Then what else did you see..."
Yang Mo looked at He Xiaojing carefully, fearing that he would see the chat history between himself and Lu Xiaoyu, because he had a habit of never deleting the chat history after chatting with others.
"you guess……"
"This...this." At this time, Yang Mo's face was red, his heartbeat was racing, and he had already guessed that his wife had seen the chat history between him and Lu Xiaoyu without even thinking about it.
"You are quite close to that Lu Xiaoyu!"
When asked by He Xiaojing, Yang Mo wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in and look at her facelessly.
