Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 87 Can Bully Me with Vigor_1

Chapter 87: Chapter 87 Can Bully Me with Vigor_1

Zheng Dong’s eyes lit up, and he asked eagerly, "What’s the solution?"

But Song Yunuan just smiled and countered, "How do you hope this will be resolved?"

Zheng Dong scratched his head, "Little Nuan, this is between you and Lu Feng, how would I know?"

Song Yunuan nodded, "Indeed, this is between me and Lu Feng, why are they going to you? Surely they’re not blaming you too, right?"

Zheng Dong’s eyes widened, and he blurted out, "How did you know?"

Aunt Cai’s words were full of insinuations that he was meddling.

It made it seem like he had participated in some wrongdoing.

"If the issue between me and Lu Feng isn’t resolved, Aunt Cai will certainly keep coming to you."

The young girl might not see through it, but Song Yunuan, with memories to draw upon, could tell that Aunt Cai was not easy to deal with.

She came from a decent family background, married well, and interacted solely with her circle—those from the big courtyards in the provincial city who looked down on anyone outside their own sphere, often even disdaining any association.

Even if you brought gifts to their door, she wouldn’t let you in.

Class consciousness was deep-rooted and existed in every era.

Even though their own ancestors had once come from the countryside.

But that did not stop them from looking down on countryside people as well.

Consider this, even those from Nanshan County Town they deemed inferior, so what about Song Yunuan, now a bona fide country dweller in a ramshackle thatched cottage—could she expect to be treated the same as before?

That was impossible.

Nevertheless, at present, Aunt Cai was still too averse to confront Song Yunuan directly, so Zheng Dong, who had brought Lu Feng to Nanshan, became the prime target.

Zheng Dong frowned, "This is between the two of you, why are you blaming me?"

Song Yunuan felt not the slightest guilt, but rather was excited—because an opportunity had arrived.

Still, her eyes reddened, and she said with a dejected expression, "You’re right, this has nothing to do with you. But I’ve already divorced Lu Feng, and my attitude towards him is clear and firm. Lu Feng doesn’t attend school and now he’s even stopped eating, so why should I write a letter? I’ve spoken to him face-to-face, but he simply doesn’t listen. Is writing a letter going to help? Even if I do write, and Lu Feng disagrees, should I then go to the big courtyards in the provincial city? And if I do go, and Lu Feng continues like this, should I just die? In fact, Aunt Cai and Uncle Qin are well-aware of the truth, but now that I’m no longer part of the Qin family, they just relentlessly bully me..."

Standing before Song Yunuan, Zheng Dong felt his face burning as if he had been slapped.

Especially because of the last few sentences.

At twenty-one, Zheng Dong was not yet cynical enough to deny recognition to others; he naturally still prided himself on treating everyone equally.

Moreover, Song Yunuan had indeed been obedient.

There weren’t any untoward thoughts whatsoever.

Now, the usually pampered miss from the courtyard, with tears brimming in her eyes, spoke of her heart’s grievances, and Zheng Dong wished he could crawl into a hole in the ground.

Since returning, Song Yunuan hadn’t maintained any contact with them.

On the contrary, they went to see her during her exams, surrounding her, which led to her submitting a blank paper. Yet, reviewing another subject, language, she actually scored 90 points.

Although not the highest in a single subject, she was still within the top ten.

If math is also decent, then definitely one could get into the Electronics Factory on one’s own merit.

But what did he do? He actually went with Lu Feng and Qin Siqi to look at other people’s answer sheets.

That’s why Little Nuan submitted a blank sheet in frustration.

After all, it was his oversight as the inspector that hurt Song Yunuan.

Upon later meetings, Little Nuan didn’t blame him, but instead comforted him, saying she had been revising for high school with her brother’s help recently and wanted to thank him for strengthening her resolve to study hard.

But what about him? What had he done?

He even had the nerve to go to Song Yunuan and ask her to write letters to Lu Feng.

Uncle Qin was also not being proper, even though she was no longer his daughter, he should understand that a girl’s letters are not to be written carelessly, especially when there had been a fiancé relationship.

Zheng Dong apologized with shame, "I’m sorry, Little Nuan, I didn’t think it through and caused you trouble. I won’t interfere anymore, and you shouldn’t either."

Song Yunuan asked with concern, "Brother Dongzi, you know what Aunt Cai’s temper is like. Unless Lu Feng suddenly comes to his senses and forgets about me, she will call you every day urging you, and it will affect your busy work."

Zheng Dong’s expression was complicated, "...Actually, Lu Feng really did stop eating. Aunt Cai called me this morning, saying he’s only drinking a little water and is very weak. She cried and begged me, what could I do?"

"So, Aunt Cai will still look for you, without stopping."

Suddenly, the scene fell silent for a few seconds, and Song Yunuan awkwardly said, "I still need to go to town with my grandpa and little brother. I can’t handle this either. Maybe you could pretend not to be at Nanshan Electronics Factory. If she can’t find you, she might come looking for me."

Zheng Dong shook his head, "Aunt Cai doesn’t dare to look for you. She’s afraid if she sees you crying and begging, you’ll be upset, especially since you were quite distressed when the engagement was called off."

Song Yunuan rolled her eyes internally.

Crying, crying, crying, so pathetic.

But then again, she understood. A seventeen-year-old girl, having lost a life of luxury, would find it strange to adapt.

"If this doesn’t work and that doesn’t work, does it all just fall on you, Brother Dongzi?" Song Yunuan asked with sympathy.

Zheng Dong looked uncomfortable. Even his mother at home blamed him for meddling in other people’s affairs. If Lu Feng wanted to see someone, let him—why did he have to lead the way?

"Brother Dongzi, it’s unfair to put you in such a difficult position," Song Yunuan said, pausing as if she had made up her mind. She clenched her teeth and stomped her foot, "To keep Aunt Cai from bothering you again, I’ll go to the provincial city myself and talk to him face to face."

Zheng Dong’s eyes lit up, but then, feeling awkward, he said, "I’m sorry, I should not have brought Lu Feng over."

Song Yunuan said, "Talking about that is too late now. I’ll go today, but I’ll need to ask my uncle to accompany me."

Zheng Dong, not being able to leave himself, quickly said, "I’ll go buy the tickets for you."

"Then I’ll have to trouble you, Brother Dongzi," Song Yunuan took out her wallet, prompting Zheng Dong to become anxious, "Little Nuan, if you still call me Brother Dongzi, then don’t give me money, otherwise I’ll be upset."

Song Yunuan forced a smile and then said, "Then I have to find my uncle and ask for time off for him."

Before Zheng Dong could nod, Song Yunuan continued with concern, "But my uncle and aunt are both temporary workers at the Nanshan County Town timber factory. They might not be able to get time off. What if they can’t?"

She then explained, "Only my uncle and aunt could be considered somewhat urbanized and worldly. The rest of my family are rural folks who haven’t even ridden a train."

Zheng Dong immediately took on the responsibility, "No problem, just asking for some time off, right? These past few days, the factory manager from the timber factory has been seeking me out. I’ll ask for leave for your uncle."

The Factory Manager Duan from Nanshan County Town’s timber factory had indeed been looking for him because they wanted the Electronics Factory to buy office desks and filing cabinets produced in their furniture workshop...