Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1050 - 1051: Village Orphan 95

Zhou Xia carried a small package, walking step by step towards her home.

She originally thought Liu Jianshe would be waiting for her at the door, as for Liu Qiang, she knew that man wouldn’t care whether she lived or died.

She specifically wrote a letter to her younger son, hoping he could come to pick her up, but after waiting outside the prison for a long time, no one showed up.

Left with no choice, Zhou Xia could only walk home slowly.

As she reached the entrance, she could see from a distance a crowd gathered at the door, "Why are there so many people?"

Zhou Xia wondered if something major had happened in the courtyard? This thought made her pick up her pace.

When she reached the door, she saw an old neighbor, "Old Lin, today in the courtyard..."

Old Lin and the neighbors were talking about Zhang Yu’s wedding, they assumed she wouldn’t invite everyone for a meal.

Everyone knew that Zhang Yu’s family didn’t involve people from the compound in their affairs, preferring to pay outsiders for help.

They all thought that for today’s celebration, Zhang Yu wouldn’t invite them either.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu’s wedding was held at a state-owned restaurant, and each family could send one representative to attend, only one person regardless of the family size.

This delighted everyone; although it was one per family, Zhang Yu also said no gifts were expected, no presents of any kind.

Being able to eat at a state-owned restaurant without paying was such a pleasant surprise for everyone.

The people gathered at the courtyard entrance were those going to attend Zhang Yu’s wedding banquet.

Hearing Zhou Xia’s voice, everyone felt a sense of familiarity. When they looked up at Zhou Xia, a few couldn’t recognize her at all.

They felt she looked familiar but couldn’t recall who she was, "Who are you?"

Zhou Xia didn’t expect them not to recognize her, making her quite upset, "I’m Zhou Xia."

Zhou Xia? No way, the people gathered at the door were stunned, finding it hard to believe, "You, you say you’re Zhou Xia?"

"How did you age so much?"

"Exactly, the old Zhou Xia was chubby and fair-skinned, how did she become so skinny and dark now?"

"Indeed, she looks older than my wife."

Hearing this, Zhou Xia suddenly looked up at Old Qu, who compared her to his wife, which made Zhou Xia furious.

"How can I be older than your wife?" Zhou Xia didn’t bother to ask why they were gathered, heading straight indoors in anger.

She worried if she lingered, she’d be furious with these annoying neighbors sooner or later.

Zhou Xia stormed inside, leaving the neighbors continuing their discussion. Liu Qiang wondered how shocked he’d be to see the current Zhou Xia.

"By the way, if she finds out Jianshe and the others went to be intellectual youth, I wonder how she’ll cope."

"And previously, she looked down on Zhang Yu in every way, often calling her useless, but now Zhang Yu is doing well, about to get married."

"Not only that, Xiao Qiao got promoted and is now the head of the security team," a neighbor sighed.

Everyone fell silent, thinking Zhang Yu was lucky to have found such a promising man.

They hadn’t expected that even before marriage, Xiao Qiao would get another promotion, becoming the team leader.

Everyone knew this wasn’t Xiao Qiao’s career peak; it was just a milestone for him.

"I wonder if Xiao Qiao could get promoted to the municipal bureau?" They wouldn’t speculate like this for just anyone.

For a young man, no matter how capable, entering the district bureau would be an accomplishment, let alone the municipal bureau.

But discussing Xiao Qiao, they thought this possibility was quite high.

Old Hao entered from outside, looking weary, surprised to see everyone standing at the entrance.

Then he quickly remembered why everyone was there today; it was Zhang Yu’s wedding day, and everyone was waiting to attend their wedding.

"Old Hao, are you going to the restaurant?" someone asked bluntly.

The other neighbors were stunned by this question, incredulously looking at the person who asked, thinking that this person was truly foolish.

Old Hao paused, then quickly responded, "I... I’m not going."

Though he knew his son-in-law’s situation was self-inflicted, he thought his son-in-law was merely acquiring salvaged radios to repair and sell as second-hand.

He never imagined that his son-in-law would think the money came too slowly and not enough, switching to directly handling materials.

Old Hao knew he couldn’t blame Xiao Qiao; he was just doing his job. But seeing his own daughter and grandchildren in tears and struggling in life...

Meanwhile, Zhang Yu was thriving, living a sweet and prosperous life made Old Hao feel all sorts of uncomfortable.

In any case, he truly had no mood to attend Zhang Yu’s wedding feast, so he slowly walked home.

Old Hao walked home slowly, with everyone watching his back.

"Old Hao really aged a lot."

"How could he not? I heard his son-in-law has a big problem this time; it’s either life or a lifetime in." A neighbor whispered.

What? Everyone was shocked, "Is it that serious?"

Initially, someone among them thought they’d been tricked out of their radio by Old Hao’s son-in-law, cursing him silently, wishing him the strongest punishment.

But now, learning he fell into such depths, they couldn’t help feeling a bit of pity.

"You have to realize, he didn’t just take things from us ordinary folks, he took plenty from the factory too."

"Exactly, he’s undermining socialism."

Everyone sighed together, "So many troubles."

Since Liu Hong passed away, a lot seems to have changed.

When Zhou Xia reached the middle courtyard, she saw a crowd gathered around Zhang Yu’s door and noticed her house was decorated with red wedding couplets.

Zhou Xia froze, puzzled, "Zhang Yu is really getting married?"

No way, she’s only been gone for a few months, how is Zhang Yu getting married?

Zhou Xia felt like she’d been away for years, otherwise, how could everything change so much?

"Auntie, who are you looking for?" someone asked upon seeing Zhou Xia, wondering how a stranger got in. freēwēbnovel.com

Auntie? Zhou Xia looked at the speaker, "Hu San, how am I an auntie now?"

Hu San heard this voice and stared at her for a long time, "Zhou Xia, how did you age like this, older than my mom?"

Hu San was just a ruffian, always speaking based on his mood.

"Liu Qiang, Liu Qiang, your wife is home."

"And by the way, your wife aged a lot." Hu San shouted, eagerly waiting for Liu Qiang to come out and see Zhou Xia’s reaction.

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