Reborn in the 1980s: Recapture My Devoted Husband-Chapter 652 - 630: Unexpected

Due to the heavy snow, it was impossible to ride a bike. Du Guangjun took a "beggar" onto the bus to the train station under the strange looks of others.

Once there, Du Guangjun bought him a train ticket and gave him twenty yuan. Because this wasn’t a direct train, he would have to transfer midway.

Afraid that he might change his mind, Du Guangjun personally escorted him onto the train.

"Brother, you’re the most hospitable person I’ve met here. Whenever you get the chance, come visit us, and we’ll definitely have a few drinks together."

Du Guangjun laughingly replied, "Certainly, certainly."

With a smile on his face, he thought about Qiu Hualan’s words and muttered to himself, "This Ye Weijun sure is a drunkard."

Watching the train leave, Du Guangjun finally got on a bus back to the neighborhood.

At this time, Qiu Hualan was anxiously waiting inside the house. As soon as she saw Du Guangjun, she approached and grabbed him, saying, "Brother Du, how did it go? Did he leave?"

"He left. I bought him a ticket and personally saw him onto the train." As Du Guangjun spoke, he took out the remaining money that Qiu Hualan had given him. "This is the leftover money. One ticket, and I gave him twenty yuan. I didn’t want to give him too much because your husband isn’t very reliable."

Hearing Du Guangjun’s evaluation of Ye Weijun, Qiu Hualan lowered her head in shame. "Thank you, Brother Du. Such a cold day and so early in the morning, you went through so much trouble for me. He’s really just a thug, always idle, drinking and fighting, nothing else."

"Sigh, why do you stay with such a man? Just leave him. Why continue living with him?"

"Brother Du, you don’t know. If I divorce him, the people in the village will gossip about me, and my future days will be even harder."

"But now that your daughter has brought you out, he can’t find you. You can have your daughter call back and see if he’s willing to divorce. If he agrees, live here after the divorce, and no one will gossip."

"I want to, but I know him. He won’t easily agree to a divorce."

"It’s not certain. Today I found that he’s easily coaxed. You’ve lived with him for so long, you must know his weaknesses. Use those to your advantage."

"He usually just likes to drink, nothing major otherwise. He hits me hard, but in our place, the police don’t interfere with marital issues."

"..." Du Guangjun wanted to say that men like this, without a woman around for long periods, are prone to problems. If you catch him on this, it might be easier.

But it’s not easy to address these matters with her.

In any case, Ye Weijun went back. The heavy weight in Qiu Hualan’s heart was finally lifted.

At noon, she invited Du Guangjun to stay for lunch. She even boldly went out to shop.

These days, due to guarding against Ye Weijun, many daily necessities had run out.

In the evening, Qiu Hualan called her daughter to tell her that Ye Weijun had returned home.

"As long as he’s back, let’s not call home anymore. When Langchi returns from his mission, I’ll ask him if we can move your household registration to S City. If things don’t settle down at home, we’ll sell the house and move elsewhere."

Thinking about moving, Qiu Hualan was a bit reluctant. This place was nice, quiet, with a good environment. Most importantly, Du Guangjun was there. "He’s gone back now; he probably won’t come again. Today I had someone lie to him, saying there’s no such person here."

"Hmm, mom, you and Hua Hua have a good New Year. Langchi said he would take me home to meet his parents. After the New Year, we’ll come to see you."

"Good, good, meeting the parents is necessary." This way, her daughter’s position would be more secure.

...

After communicating with her mother, they both felt relieved. Ye Qing had been working in the shoe factory for a month now. Today she just received her salary.

She went alone to the street, bought a piece of meat, and went home to celebrate a bit.

They never dreamed that Ye Weijun didn’t return home but got off midway and detoured to G City.

On the third day, around noon, he appeared at the gate of the military district in G City.

By this time, Ye Weijun was no longer dressed in the shabby attire from S City. He wore a small quilted jacket, and his hair was cut. Hoping not to be looked down upon here, he spent ten yuan of the twenty Du Guangjun had given him on clothes.

"Comrade, is Vice Mei Langchi of the Team Era here? I’m looking for him."

The orderly in the guardroom glanced at him and said, "Vice Mei of the Team Era isn’t here."

The cold response made Ye Weijun a bit dissatisfied. "Then I’m looking for his wife."

"May I ask how you’re related to them?"

"Family. I’m Vice Era Mei’s father-in-law; his wife is my daughter."

A look of surprise flashed across the orderly’s cold face, not expecting that Vice Mei would have a rural father-in-law.

His wife doesn’t even look like a village girl.

"Comrade, Vice Mei’s wife isn’t here. She’ll probably return in the afternoon."

Ye Weijun was delighted to finally get some information. "Comrade, could you tell me my daughter’s place? I’ll wait for her at the gate."

"Sorry, I can’t let you in. If you have a phone, you can call her at her factory and have her bring you in."

"I don’t have her phone number. Comrade, do you have her number? I can call her now."

The orderly suddenly frowned, feeling something was off. Not knowing the phone number of your own family, usually, someone from your hometown would call first to avoid a wasted trip.

"I don’t have her factory’s number. Please wait outside."

"Comrade, I’ve come all this way, tired and hungry, you can’t just kick me out. Would you at least let me sit down for a bit?"

"Comrade, I’m sorry. We have rules; it’s not allowed."

While Ye Weijun was pestering the orderly, Ye Qing walked in right towards them.

She had just submitted a satisfactory design to the factory and came back early.

As soon as she got off her bike, she saw the shadow of Ye Weijun in the guardroom.

Ye Qing’s heart immediately dropped. Before she could even think of what to do, she saw Ye Weijun’s shadow quickly rush out from the guardroom and pounce in front of her. Without giving her a chance to speak, he raised a hand and slapped her.

Then he continued to punch and kick her indiscriminately. "Whore, just like your whore of a mother, having a child with someone before marriage. I’ll beat you to death. Tell me... where did you take your mother? You little slut. I worked hard to put you through college, and now you’ve grown wings and dared to run away."

"Ah... help, help!" Being slapped, Ye Qing immediately dropped her bike in the next second and used both hands to cover her head.

She knew that Ye Weijun didn’t hold back when hitting people. He would hit wherever he could.

Ye Qing barely screamed twice before the orderly at the gate rushed out and kicked Ye Weijun.

Ye Weijun was kicked to the ground, clutching the hit spot and groaning in pain.

Seeing this, Ye Qing quickly hid behind the orderly, and a sudden inspiration flashed through her mind. She said to the orderly, "Comrade, I don’t know him."

"I’m hitting my own daughter, none of your business. Someone, come quickly, the Liberation Army is hitting people. This is outrageous."

Ye Weijun, no longer in pain, lay on the ground, acting like a shrew, creating a scene.

This shout truly drew a crowd.

The military personnel who had just returned from training at noon stepped forward to inquire about the situation.

The orderly explained the situation to everyone, "...I feel something is suspicious about this. Before we could get a clear picture, this old man suddenly ran out and started hitting Comrade Ye."

"Comrade Ye, is this man your father?" a military officer asked Ye Qing.

Ye Qing, holding her head, trembled and shook her head, "I... I don’t know him. My father has been dead for years. I don’t know who he is; he came up and started hitting me, calling me names."

The officer, looking at Ye Qing, whose hair was disheveled and face marked with a clear handprint, felt inclined to believe her.

Upon hearing Ye Qing curse him, Ye Weijun immediately flipped. He stood up at once, eyes filled with rage, pointing at Ye Qing with his unsteady hand, "You little bitch, I raised you to this age, and you dare curse me? See if I don’t tear your mouth apart."

With that, he lunged at Ye Qing. At the gate of the compound, everyone was trained soldiers. How could they let him succeed?

Someone kicked him again, immediately knocking him down.

"Where did this troublemaker come from, daring to cause a scene at the division command? You must be tired of living."

"Could he be a trafficker, specializing in abducting women and children?" Ye Qing had only been here for a month, but she got along well with the neighbors.