Reborn in 1970, the chief’s wife wants a divorce

"Bingchen, Pearl and the others are going to join the army, so they need to change their household registration, right? The proof of household registration relocation for Pearl and the others needs to be signed and stamped by Dazhu. It is not appropriate for us to fall out with him now!" Zhou Fugui continued to persuade.

"Okay, then I'll go there now." Zhou Bingchen had no choice but to agree.

Zhou Bingchen thought very simply.

Zhou Dazhu came to him probably because he wanted Zhou Bingchen not to tell him about his corruption.

If Zhou Dazhu and Zhou Bingqiang could correct their mistakes in time, Zhou Bingchen would not have to go to town to report Zhou Dazhu.

Before going out, Zhou Fugui reminded Zhou Bingchen: "Bingchen, let me go with you! You tell Pearl, we may come back later."

Zhou Bingchen did as he was told.

Zhou Fugui and Zhou Bingchen came to Zhou Dazhu's house, and Zhou Dazhu was indeed very unhappy.

"Bingchen, after you became an official, you really looked down on poor folks like us. I asked you to come in the afternoon, but you didn't come until now." Zhou Dazhu said coldly with a straight face.

"Captain, it's all my fault. I had two too many drinks, and I was so drunk that I only mentioned this to Bingchen now." Before Zhou Bingchen could say anything, Zhou Fugui quickly apologized.

"I wrongly blamed you, Bingchen, please sit down." Zhou Dazhu then showed a smile.

"Yufeng, make a pot of tea. Use the new bag of tea I just bought yesterday." Zhou Dazhu shouted into the back room before sitting down.

"Captain, there's no need to make tea. It's getting late. I can't sleep easily if I drink tea at night." Zhou Bingchen said,

The smile on Zhou Dazhu's face froze.

"I want to drink it, let Yufeng make it! Dazhu, I heard your dad said that you just got a bag of tea from the mountains. It's very fragrant. I've never drunk this kind of tea! I'm going to drink Bingchen's tea today. Guang, let me have a taste too." Zhou Dazhu said with a smile.

"It's not a good thing. There are some old tea trees on a peak over Wangjiagou. The taste is really good, but the annual output is very small. Uncle Fugui, if you like it, I will take it home in half for you later. Drink." Zhou Dazhu seemed to like Zhou Fugui's flattery, smiling broadly.

After Chen Yufeng delivered the tea, she lowered her head and went back to her room without even saying a word.

Zhou Dazhu picked up two cups of tea and handed them to Zhou Fugui and Zhou Bingchen respectively. He picked up the remaining cup and took a sip.

Zhou Bingchen touched the rim of the glass with his lips and put it down.

It was late at night, and Zhou Bingchen really didn't want to drink tea.

"Bingchen, why don't you drink? Yes, you have stayed in the big city for a long time. It is inevitable that you will look down on our country things." Zhou Dazhu's sharp eyes saw Zhou Bingchen's "little actions", and he showed displeasure. .

Zhou Fugui secretly kicked Zhou Bingchen and signaled Zhou Bingchen not to make Zhou Dazhu unhappy.

Zhou Bingchen hesitated for a moment, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.

It tastes sweet and fragrant, and is indeed a rare good tea.

"Good tea, I'm done." Zhou Fugui drank all the tea in his cup.

Seeing that Zhou Bingchen didn't move, Zhou Fugui kicked Zhou Bingchen again and said, "Bingchen, don't let down your big brother Dazhu."

Zhou Bingchen had no choice but to pick up the tea cup and pour it into his mouth.

Zhou Fugui likes to toast when he is happy, whether it is wine or tea. He also likes to let others drink with him.

It was just a cup of tea. For such a trivial matter, Zhou Bingchen didn't want his father to lose face in front of Zhou Dazhu.

However, I don't know if it was due to my bad mood, but the tea tasted bitter at the end of the drink.

After Zhou Bingchen drank a cup of tea, Zhou Dazhu's face showed a smile again.

"Bingchen! You've done well in the army these past few years, right? Has your leader asked you to be promoted?" Zhou Dazhu asked.

"I'm just an ordinary soldier, how can I be promoted so easily?" Zhou Bingchen said modestly.

"Actually, Bingqiang and I did not commit corruption. We just misappropriated a few dollars. We have repaid the money today. Bingchen, you are not going to report us to the superiors, are you?" Zhou Dazhu was silent for a while and asked.

"Captain, big corruption always starts from taking advantage of small things. Some things cannot be done again." Zhou Bingchen warned.

"Bingchen! We all belong to the same village and clan. There are some things that you shouldn't have to worry about, so don't worry about them. Wouldn't it be better for you to be your officer outside and enjoy your glory and wealth?" Zhou Dazhu said.

"Captain, my dad said you promised to open an account and move-out certificate for Pearl and the others tonight. Can you go to the brigade headquarters now?" Zhou Bingchen didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhou Dazhu. He just wanted to get the certificate and leave.

The smile on Zhou Dazhu's face disappeared.

After half a minute of silence, Zhou Dazhu stood up and said, "Let's go!"

Zhou Bingchen stood up, but whether it was because he was angry or because he stood up too hard, Zhou Bingchen felt a little dizzy, and he swayed before he could stand still.

"Bingchen, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhou Fugui looked anxious.

"Dad, I may not have had a good rest last night and my head is a little dizzy." Zhou Bingchen was afraid that Zhou Fugui would be worried, so he found an excuse to comfort him.

"Let me help you! Let's go home and rest early after finishing our work." Zhou Fugui held Zhou Bingchen's arm and said.

"Dad, I'm sorry to bother you." Zhou Bingchen was a little embarrassed.

Zhou Fugui supported Zhou Bingchen and followed Zhou Dazhu towards the brigade headquarters.

After walking for a while, Zhou Bingchen felt dizzy. The feet are also soft.

"Dad, please help me go home first! I'm very uncomfortable. It's better to drive tomorrow." Zhou Bingchen said with half-closed eyes.

"We're almost there, there are only a few steps to go." Zhou Fugui's voice seemed to be floating from the distant horizon. Zhou Bingchen shook his groggy head before he could hear it clearly.

After walking for a while, Zhou Bingchen felt even more dizzy and fell to the ground.

Before Zhou Bingchen fainted, he heard the knock on the door, the sound of the door opening, and Liu Moli's delicate voice: "Oh, why are you here? I thought you weren't coming tonight!"

The scene changes.

Zhao Zhenzhen knelt in the mourning hall, wiping tears and throwing paper money into the burning brazier.

Zhou Yunyun pulled the corner of Zhao Zhenzhu's clothes, grinning and crying: "Dad, wuwuwu...Mom, let dad get up, wuwuwu..."

"Sister, be good, don't cry. Dad is dead and can't survive." Zhou Jiakai hurriedly wiped his sister's tears and started crying loudly himself.

Zhou Bingchen followed Zhou Yunyun's fingers and saw the body lying in the coffin.

Isn't this who he is?

Zhou Bingchen was shocked. wake up.

Zhou Bingchen touched his beating heart, and after a long time, he took a breath.

Fortunately, it was a dream, not real.

In the dream he was dead.

How did he die? Why did I hear Liu Moli’s voice before she died?

There must be something wrong with Zhou Dazhu's cup of tea. His father persuaded him to drink that cup of tea.

What role did his father, Zhou Fugui, play in his death?

Mastermind or accomplice?

As the saying goes: Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds.

His father was more cruel than a tiger, and he took the life of his little son for the sake of his great eldest son.

Could it be that...he is not his father's biological son?