Chapter 5 — Breaker Reveals the Truth

I took my phone and took a picture of the electric wires in the corner of the wall. Those wires were wrapped in tape very messily. From the electrical box extends zigzag to the back of the device. No wonder the electricity meter runs so fast. Thieu Canh Xuyen wanted to dump the electricity bill on my head because he knew sooner or later he wouldn't be able to hide this money. I walked to the front of the foam box. On the box is a courier receipt sticker. The recipient wrote the name Thieu Canh Xuyen. The phone number is also his. But the goods content column has been blacked out. Duong Nhan also saw it. She bent down and lifted the lid of a box. There are no goods inside. It's a thick stack of receipts. There are many receipt titles, some record equipment deposits, and some record site maintenance fees. Dates start three months ago. The recipient of each bill is Thieu Canh Xuyen. The combined amount of money far exceeds the electricity bill. The uncle stood outside the door, looking pale. “Canh Xuyen, you left someone else's things here to collect money?” "As for the electricity bill, will my wife's family pay for it?" Thieu Canh Xuyen shouted: "I won't force her to pay!" I raised my phone. “So who did you throw this 3,980 yuan bill at?” “Last night when you told me to transfer money, the whole family heard it.” Phuong Boi Tran stood behind the crowd, her face red. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Last night she helped Thieu Canh Xuyen. Today every word hit her in the face. The director of the management board told the electrician to continue checking the line. The more the electrician checked, the darker his face became. “Director, this line is not good.” “He repaired the storage room's independent power line.” “There is a section that does not go through the standard protective pipe.” “In a hot environment like this, using it any more will easily cause problems.” Duong Nhan's legs were soft. I quickly caught her. Trinh Trinh was carried by his aunt, his small shoulders shaking and sobbing. The boy was still too young, but he understood that something big had almost happened in the house. Duong Nhan looked at those seven machines, then looked at Thieu Canh Xuyen. “You know it's dangerous, right?” Thieu Canh Xuyen avoided her eyes. Her voice gradually rose. “I know.” "So when the management reminded me, I didn't let them take care of me." “I know we can't put a machine like that here.” "You also know that Tue Tue doesn't use the electricity bill." “But I still let everyone scold her.” Thieu Canh Xuyen suddenly burst into laughter. That laugh sounded very shrill. “Duong Nhan, why are you pretending to be noble now?” “Without me, can you live in this area?” “Without me, are you and your son going to enjoy the Northwest wind?” "I'm just doing a side job, one by one are you going to put me to death?" I looked at him coldly. “Side job?” "Theft, repairing lines, secretly placing high-power-consuming equipment, collecting money that does not go into the family's common fund, and if something happens, the wife and children must bear the risk." “You call this a side job?” The director of the management board took out his phone. “We are required to report this situation.” "Regarding the illegal repair of power lines and safety risks, we also have to invite the authorities to handle them." Thieu Canh Xuyen finally panicked. He violently knocked away a security guard and rushed in front of Duong Nhan. “She told them not to report.” “Let's go home and talk.” “Nhan Nhan, we have been married for so many years, you cannot treat me like that.” Duong Nhan looked at the hand he extended. In the past, as long as he lowered his voice gently, she would always soften her heart. But this time, she took half a step back. “Don't call me.” “Since the day you threw the electricity bill in Tue Tue's face, we've had nothing to go home to talk about anymore.” Thieu Canh Xuyen's expression momentarily became distorted. He lowered his voice and said each word clearly: "You dare to destroy me, I will force you to leave the house with empty hands." Before Duong Nhan could speak, the management butler suddenly pulled out a file bag from behind the device. The mouth of the bag does not close tightly. Inside slid out a sheet of paper. The few words that caught the eye the most on the piece of paper were Duong Nhan's name. And the text below says, Person b

authorized virtual guarantee. 07 Duong Nhan stared at that piece of paper, his whole body seemed to be nailed to the spot. I reached out and picked up the paper. The document says it's a contract for equipment storage cooperation. Party A is a small company. In the signature area of party B, Thieu Canh Xuyen's name is first. Duong Nhan's name is next. Next to it, there is also a fingerprint mark in red ink. But those fingerprints were distorted and crooked, clearly not her usual habit of signing. I brought the paper in front of her. “Sister, is this your signature?” Duong Nhan shook his head. "Not." Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible. Thieu Canh Xuyen immediately shouted: "Don't close your eyes and talk nonsense!" “When I brought it home for you to see, you pointed it out yourself!” Duong Nhan raised his head to look at him. “What you gave me is Trinh Trinh's after-school babysitting registration form.” “You said the teacher needs the parents to sign.” Thieu Canh Xuyen's face stiffened.