Chapter 191
The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s
Edited by Lulu
Tong Xuelu and her siblings arrived relatively early but many had already gathered around the square. The square was packed in no time.
Ma Mei and Duan Wanfu had their arms tied and were placed in the middle of the square. They both looked disheveled and aged by quite a few years.A leader-like person walked up onto the stage and rang a gong to quiet down the audiences before he started announcing the charges of the two individuals:âMa Mei and Duan Wanfu are a teacher and a technician at a metal factory. They had both turned their backs on the training and trust from our party. They had committed hooliganism and their negative impact is far reaching!âThere was an uproar from the audiences.Someone among the audiences suddenly shouted out, âOverturn the adulterers! Overturn illicit affairs!âThat quickly drawn a lot of agreements.The crying become more and more excited and some even started throwing rocks at them.Ma Mei and Duan Wanfu had blood on their heads in no time.Tong Xuelu no longer wished to be there anymore.Covering Tong Mianmianâs eyes, she made her way back out of the crowd with Tong Mianmian in tow.When Me Mei looked up, she seemed to have seen the back of someone who looked like Tong Xuelu.She suddenly recalled what Tong Xuelu had told her the other day in the alleyway. âYour reputation will be ruined and you will be left with nothing.âTears rolled down her cheeks.***An unexpected guest showed up at the Tongâs the next day ââ Fang Jingyuan.Tong Xuelu lifted her brows when she saw Fang Jingyuan. âAre you here looking for me?âFang Jingyuan lifted her chin. âWhatâs that look on you? Can I not come looking for you?âTong Xuelu shrugged and said, âOf course you can.âFang Jingyuan harrumphed and pushed her bicycle into their courtyard.Leaning her bicycle against the wall, she looked around the courtyard and said, âDid you buy this place or is it a rental?ââItâs a rental?âFang Jingyuanâs eyes lit up. âWho did you rent it from? How much is it?âTong Xuelu showed her four fingers.Fang Jingyuanâs eyes widened and she shouted out in surprise. â40 yuan a month? You donât even make 40 yuan a month, do you?âTong Xuelu rolled her eyes. âI didnât say itâs 40 yuan. Itâs four words â none of your business.âFang Jingyuan, ââ¦â¦âTong Xuelu led her toward the living room as she asked, âYou didnât just show up for no reason. Go ahead. What is it?âFollowing behind Tong Xuelu, Fang Jingyuan harrumphed and said, âYou think I want to be here? My mom had me come over. She learned that your family ran into some problems of late and had me swung by to see if you need any help.âMother Fang?Tong Xuelu was a bit surprised. âNo, I am fine. Thank your mom for me.âFang Jingyuan harrumphed through her nose again and twisted back and forth on the chair as she looked over at Tong Xuelu time and again.Tong Xuelu placed a cup of tea in front of her and said, âThereâs something else that you want to talk about?âFang Jingyuan struggled for a little while before she started to talk. âDidnât you say last time that this hairstyle doesnât fit me? Then, what will be a good hairstyle for me?âTong Xuelu had almost forgotten all about that. âYou wish to switch to a new hairstyle?âFang Jingyuan blushed a little. âI am just here to find out whether you had lied to me!âTong Xuelu felt that Fang Jingyuanâs uncomfortable look resembled how Tong Jiaxin was last night a lot. Her lips curving up some, she said, âYour forehead is too high so itâs best that you have fringes.âFang Jingyuan was puzzled. âFringes?âTong Xuelu nodded, âThatâs right. And I am not talking about a thin layer. I am talking about a thick layer.âFang Jingyuan couldnât even begin to imagine that. She had seen others around her having fringes. All of them thin and short. It was just a few strands of hair and did not look good at all.Tong Xuelu looked at the sky and said, âLetâs go. Iâll go with you to the salon.âFang Jingyuan was shocked, âRight now?âTong Xuelu glanced over at her. âArenât you here for a new hairstyle? Or that you donât trust me on this? If you donât trust me on this, you can go now.âLooking at Tong Xuelu waiting for her to leave, Fang Jingyuan was so mad that she gritted her teeth.She thought about it some and stomped her feet. âFine! Letâs go!â