Who would have thought that just as he reached the entrance of the Qin family home, he would hear them gossiping about him inside. Yan Bugui didn't dare go in to confront them; he could only retreat silently, crawl into his own bed, and lick his wounds in secret. He decided that from now on, whenever he was on gate duty, he would have to be faster and more precise whenever there was something juicy to grab.
Beside the hallway in the middle courtyard, Madame Jia poked her neck out sneakily, watching Yan Bugui return home looking dejected. That old miser Yan, wanting to take advantage of Widow Wang—what a pipe dream. He didn't even stop to consider how formidable Widow Wang's son had become. After being away for a few years, he had grown into a strapping young man, and upon his return, he had immediately sent Yi Zhonghai to prison. Even she didn't dare provoke them, yet that old miser still wanted to mooch off them; he was clearly out of his mind.
Madame Jia muttered to herself for a long time before turning back. She couldn't for the life of her understand why, as widows, Widow Wang managed to live more and more comfortably as the years went by. Just looking at her children, all of them tall, fair, and plump, it was clear she had been doing quite well for herself all these years.Back when the local police came to seal the house, they labeled her an Underground Party member while the whole city was busy making arrests. Back then, Madame Jia had insisted that the Widow Wang an…
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