Chapter 434: A Den of Robbers
Chapter 434 of "Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife" introduces new challenges: Chapter 434: Chapter 434: A Den of RobbersFlowers bloom in twain, each on its own... Keep following!
Chapter 434: Chapter 434: A Den of RobbersFlowers bloom in twain, each on its own stem.
Cheng Su and Ning Ge, along with the others, hadnât anticipated that a small storm was brewing and would soon sweep toward their jam factory. One was recovering from illness, while the other wasâwell, courting a girl.
Speaking of which, Ning Ge, following his new âgirlfriendâ Cao Xiaojuan, arrived at her home to find a man squatting by the door, puffing on a water pipe. He looked to be in his fifties, with hair greying at the temples, and whether from hard work or another cause, his age was difficult to discern.
Upon seeing Ning Ge, he paused, a flicker of caution darting across his eyes, which then shifted to appraisal.
"Girlie, whyâre you back, and whoâs this?" he asked Cao Xiaojuan.
Blushing, Cao Xiaojuan responded, "Dad, this is my boyfriend, Ge Ling." She gave Ning Ge a tug.
Ning Ge stumbled slightly and plastered on a smile, saying, "Uncle, hello there, Iâm Ge Ling. Just call me Little Ge."
Father Cao, also known as Cao Guigen, eyed Ning Ge from head to toe, then foot to head. Ning Ge feigned discomfort as he handed over a gift he carried to Cao Xiaojuan, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and offered one to Father Cao.
Cao Guigen glanced at it and took one, and Ning Ge immediately took out a lighter to help him light it.
"Where are you from?" asked Cao Guigen.
"Uncle, Iâm from Rong City."
"Oh, what sort of work do you do?" Cao Guigenâs gaze landed on Ning Geâs tuft of yellow hair.
Ning Geâs face flashed with impatience, and he covertly nudged Cao Xiaojuanâs elbow, pretending not to notice that Cao Guigen saw his subtle gesture.
Getting the hint, Cao Xiaojuan said, "Dad, letâs go inside and talk. Weâve come a long way and are tired."
"Go on in then. Your momâs inside," Cao Guigen said, nodding toward the interior.
"Letâs go." Cao Xiaojuan pulled Ning Ge by the hand to enter.
As Ning Ge passed Cao Guigen, he gave a quick side glance; he was dressed shabbily like an old farmer.
Cao Xiaojuanâs mother was a plainly dressed woman around fifty years old too. She seemed surprised to see her daughter bringing someone home and gave Ning Ge a thorough look.
"Mom, why are you staring at people like that?" Cao Xiaojuan asked, somewhat embarrassed and fearing that Ning Ge would be displeased, sneaking a look at him.
Ning Ge acted as if he was dying of thirst and chill, merely holding his tea to sip and warm his hands.
"Howâd you come across this guy? He doesnât look very honest," Aunti Cao whispered to her daughter on the side while examining the gift that was brought.
"We met at the place where I work," replied Cao Xiaojuan, blushing.
"Can you trust him? Is he not Gui Touzai?" Aunti Cao cast another glance at Ning Ge, her voice even quieter.
Cao Xiaojuanâs expression changed slightly, and she instinctively looked at Ning Ge; he was still intently drinking his tea, not lifting his head once.
"Mom, why talk about this now?" Cao Xiaojuan was becoming frustrated.
Though Ning Ge wasnât looking over, his ears were pricked up; being trained, he caught bits of the mother and daughterâs whispering carried by the wind.
Gui Touzai, also known as an undercover agent, but he was not working with the police, nor was he sent by them.
And the ones who could speak such words, heh.
He lifted his tea cup to shield the sneer at the corner of his mouth. This family, the daughter with her pretty and demure looks, the man of the house simple and honest, the lady of the house equally kindâhow could anyone know that they were a nest of bandits, murderers, and thieves?
Just as Aunti Cao was about to speak again, a cough came from the doorway; Cao Guigen walked in, turning his gaze toward Ning Ge.