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I didn’t have to clock in or deal with the mundane chores of life, and in my confusion, I found myself at a loss. Suddenly, my phone rang; it was a judge from the Honghe District Court. This judge was quite imposing: “You’ve been sued! The case is about the ‘transfer of marital property!’”
Brother Xiong, who was a lawyer, immediately said, “I’ll take your case! Just give me the copy of the complaint that the court served you, and I’ll look it over carefully.”
What copy? No one gave me anything!
Brother Xiong chuckled, “Let’s go find that judge together.”
The judge looked down at us disdainfully: “I’ve seen the plaintiff’s complaint, and the evidence is solid! I suggest you agree to their terms to avoid prison time!”
What the hell? Is your judgment off?
Brother Xiong responded, “I’m Mr. Hu’s attorney. As of now, my client hasn’t received any copy of the complaint from your court. We’ve also checked, and there are no records of any lawsuit filed against my client. Given this situation, we reserve the right to report this to your court president, disciplinary committee, and supervision office!”
The judge nearly dropped his teacup: “Wait a minute…”
Then this Judge Cheng started pouring us tea and offering cigarettes.
He was classmates with Jiang Huairen. Jiang had given him twenty thousand yuan to “handle things”…
“Gentlemen, I’m getting old; please let me off this time!”
What on earth is happening?
My parents called: “What’s going on between you and Lily? She’s crying her eyes out… Get back here and explain yourself!”
As soon as I returned home to Annan County, I was met with two hard slaps from my father: “Why aren’t you living a good life? What did Lily do to deserve this? Did you take the money and run? Who have you been fooling around with?”
I pulled out my phone and played back the footage from our home security camera showing the the Jiang Family kicking me out.
“Son, does it hurt?”
My mother stroked my face, tears streaming down her cheeks. “My son has suffered!”
With the money in my hands, the the Jiang Family stopped mentioning divorce.
Since I was here, I decided to settle in. The corn was sprouting beautifully, and the peanuts were plump and juicy; the air was fresh and humid.
Sleeping on a rattan bed was comfortable and cool, with a unique natural fragrance filling the air. My long-standing insomnia and herniated disc seemed to be healing without any treatment.
A month passed, and I lived comfortably and peacefully.
Behind the village, on Ox Horn Mountain, I used my homemade earthen bow to hunt rabbits. In the afternoon, I thought I heard someone calling my name. Straining to listen, the voice was faint and intermittent: "Hu Ruoyun, Hu Ruoyun! The Hu family from Central Street... If you hear the broadcast, hurry home! If you hear the broadcast, hurry home!" It was the village loudspeaker calling for me; the sound was vague, but it was definitely directed at me.
I hurried down the mountain. My parents were getting old; they must not be in any trouble!
As soon as my phone had a signal, it rang incessantly. I answered it, and Jiang Xiaoli's voice jolted me: "You Hu! What kind of shady business are you up to out there? The police have called me! No matter what you've done, don't drag our the Jiang Family into it! Also, hurry up and transfer 50,000 yuan to me; the mortgage is overdue, the car loan is overdue, and the bank is about to ruin my credit!"
Then came the roar of my father-in-law, Jiang Huairen: "You little brat! If you don’t pay back that money, I swear I’ll make you pay!"
What the hell? Is this how public servants talk? Look at what a mess you've made of things, and yet you keep nagging me!
I hung up and rode my electric scooter down the mountain toward the village.
There was a police car parked in front of my house! The license plate was from Jiangcheng!
Damn it, those Jiangs just wouldn’t let up!
I unloaded several plump rabbits from my back and set down my homemade bow. The Village Head Uncle hurried over to introduce me: "My nephew is here!"
I stepped forward decisively: "What do you want? Don’t make things difficult for my parents!"
A Second-Level Police Inspector reached out his hand toward me: "I’m Zhou Kaishan, Deputy Director of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau..."
I ignored his outstretched hand: "Just get to the point. Do you want to put handcuffs on me? Should we talk here or go back to Jiangcheng?"
"Xiao Hu," he said, "acting bravely and saving others is commendable. Why didn’t you mention this at work? You shouldn’t take a leave; things have been chaotic in the marketing department since you’ve been gone..."
General Qin? Our company’s General Qin is here too?
What leave? Haven't I been indefinitely suspended without pay from the company?
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