Chapter 11
The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s
The young boyâs voice sounded particularly clear and abrupt in a night like this. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Tong Xuelu opened up her eyes and said in the most green-tea way, âThis is our home and you are my only family left on this world. Itâs only right for me to return to be with you.âA snicker could be heard in the air. âSave your spiel for someone else. Have you forgotten what awful things you have said about our parents when they died? You said our Tong family was like a beggarâs den and that you would rather than to return with them!âTong Xuelu was taken aback a little. That reminded her of the chit that the original owner had pulled. Tong Dajun and his wife had visited them a total of three time with the original owner passing out the very first time when she found out that she was the daughter of the Tongâs. The second time, the original owner pointed her finger straight at Tong Dajun and his wifeâs noses and told them to get. She even threw everything that they had brought with them onto the floor. The third time did not end uglily; she straight up refused to meet with them. And the Tongâs couple had the accident on their way back. Tong Xuelu had a headache when she thought about that. She had wanted to play the affection card but the point was now moot. âWell, alright then. I might as well just tell you the truth. I canât stay there anymore and I need a place to stay.âA snicker came from the bed across from her again. âWhat gave you the idea that you can just come whenever you want?âTong Xueluâs red lips curved upward some. âYou ate the food that I prepared, didnât you?âHad Tong Jiaming really wanted to kick her out, he would have thrown a hissy fit as soon as he saw her. But he didnât. Naturally he didnât exactly hold himself back because he had feelings for this instant sister of his but that ââShe was of use to him. The other end went silent. It was dark and Tong Xuelu couldnât see the look on him. But it didnât take much to figure out that he was most likely gritting his teeth right now. Tong Xuelu said calmly, âIf I guessed it correctly, you had quit school and been working at the factory for the sake of trying to sell off the two positions before those from the old family in Beihe come over, am I right?âHer words struck him hard!Tong Jiaming bounced up from the bed and stared at her. âYou. What is your agenda?ââWould you believe me if I told you that I donât have an agenda? But I donât need you to say anything to figure out that you donât believe me. Besides the two positions at the factory, I also know that you have not yet informed those at the old family at Beihe about what had happened. How do you think the management at the factory would look at you once theyâve found out about it?âTong Xueluâs voice was a little languid but her word, nevertheless, sliced him open like a sharp knife. Tong Jiamingâs fist tightened by his sides. âI donât care what your intentions are but if you dare breath a word about this, Iâ¦... I will go after you no matter what it takes!âHe was scared, scared, scared. Tsk tsk. It looked like the future boss was still a bit naïve at this point in time. Tong Xuelu sat up in bed and switched away from her languid attitude. âLetâs join forces.âTong Jiaming didnât say anything. âYou know, with your current age and status, there is no way the factory would let you sell off the two positions nor would they hand over the compensation for your parentsâ death over to you. In other words, it didnât matter how much you can plot. It had already been half a month since the accident. How much longer do you think you can keep this from the old family at Beihe?âTong Xuelu paused for a little while before she carried on, âWhen those from Beihe get here, not only would you not get the compensation and the positions, you would all be brought to Beihe. Never mind about going to school, you may not even be given enough to eat then.âTong Jiaming stared at her with his piercing eyes in the dark night. He had bitten down on his lower lip so hard that it was turning pale. Tong Xuelu continued to dangle the bait in front of him. âIf you work with me, however, I can not only guarantee that those from Beihe would gain nothing from us but that the three of you can continue to stay in capital city and attend school here. You would not need to go back to the village to gather pig droppings.ââ⦠â¦â