Principal Ning's wife works in a large state-owned enterprise. When she married Principal Ning, her father was the deputy director of the factory, so according to the secular perspective, she was considered "marrying down". Decades later, she was old and deteriorated, and she was close to her retirement age. Her father had passed away. Fortunately, her vision was good at that time, and her husband, who was born in a working family, became the principal of No. 7 Middle School. In terms of actual financial resources and power, she was far ahead of her father back then.

People say that Principal Ning's wife is blessed. She is the saying that she will follow her father before she marrys her husband. She will not only be a good father but also a good husband, but she will live a relaxed and comfortable life.

Five years ago, her husband, who had never had any scandals, was investigated for his lifestyle in his fifties. Without saying a word, she ran to school to spit out saliva at the vixen, grabbed two hands on her neck, and told the teachers who came to persuade her to fight, "I know my lover best, and he will never do such a thing." He spitted on the ground and then went to the door of Secretary Wang's office to scold him for ten minutes. The statement that Che Wenyun was Secretary Wang's lover began with her.

After staying in the factory for so many years, although she has always had her father's wing guard and scolding people and making fun of her, she learned to learn without a teacher. When she got home, Principal Ning's wife changed her face and called her husband in front of her, and sneered, "As soon as I saw the vixen, I knew what she said was true. But, you couldn't succeed, people... looked down on you, this old bone!"

As soon as she got up, Mrs. Ning also thanked the English teacher named Che Wenyun. During that crisis, she supported her husband and led the way. In addition, she found a few fathers' old relationships, and made great efforts in calming the situation. Since then, her husband, or her husband, has been much restrained and has not put on the principal's airs at home. Mrs. Ning said to him earnestly, "You are so old, don't bother with this, earn more money to support your old age. Something really happened, and the only one who originally intended to help you is the yellow-faced woman at home."

Mrs. Ning is five years younger than her husband, and she is more than three years old. Since she helped the children of several leaders in the factory to solve the problem of going to school, she has the title of section chief, and basically registers for work and drinks tea, and lives a comfortable life. Over the years, her son has gone to work in other places, and her husband has social engagements almost every day, so she even saves the dinner. Gradually, she becomes more and more fat.

On Monday, Mrs. Ning received a letter as soon as she started working. When she opened it, she found that it was printed with three pages of paper. The content was about the experience of a principal named Ning and a female teacher in the school. Mrs. Ning swept a few lines, put it away like an electric shock, and stuffed it into a drawer. When it was lunch, she stayed alone in the office and took out the letter and read it slowly.

This anonymous letter is a bit unique, with three pages of paper, five or six thousand words. It is said to be a letter, but at first glance it looks more like a few pages of paper torn from a handwritten copy. In the letter, except for the principal who only named the surname and the female teacher who named a certain teacher, the other details are very rich and detailed, and even the apartment where the tryst is written clearly. What makes Mrs. Ning even embarrassed in the details are some detailed descriptions of love. After reading it, Mrs. Ning felt that her heart was full of humiliation, as if her face was peeled off and thrown to the ground for trampling.

Out of some kind of woman's intuition, she believed that the exaggeration was exaggerated as soon as she saw it. The content of the letter was basically true, and a fire ignited in her heart. When she got home, she pushed open the door of the study and threw the letter on Principal Ning's face. She did not listen to his explanation. She locked the bedroom door, didn't eat supper, and slept in a night of depressed sleep.

The next day, Mrs. Ning took a sick leave. On the third day, when she was so energetic that she felt that her bigger nightmare was still behind. For some reason, a colleague in the factory had a letter circulating in her hand. Of course, the most popular one among them was that Fu Ling, the mortal rival who failed to compete with her in the previous few years and was transferred to another department as the deputy section chief.

In less than three days, the romantic affairs of Mrs. Ning's husband spread throughout a large factory with thousands of people, especially those in the department who read newspapers and drink tea all day long. They had never seen such a lively and lively sexual description of anonymous letters. The men seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and in private they were even more excited than the women talking about it. Moreover, seven out of the ten were envious of Principal Ning: tmd, I didn't expect that being a principal now would have such a good thing. Nowadays, intellectuals are just having trouble. Some people next to me said that intellectuals are the most benevolent and moral, and the thieves and prostitutes below attracted a lot of echoes.

A colleague who had been favored by Mrs. Ning came to tell her everything. When Mrs. Ning heard this, her eyes turned red. She had been in the unit for decades and had never suffered such humiliation. She came up in one breath, rushed out of the office, kicked Fuling's office away, pointed at her face and argued with her, saying that she was spreading rumors everywhere. A group of guys who were afraid of the world were lively for a long time before half-heartedly separating the two women who were holding each other half-heartedly after watching the excitement of the union chairman.

Mrs. Ning cried and went to the secretary to argue. The secretary comforted her for a long time and said, "We have also investigated it, and this letter should not be brought by Fuling. So, we have to criticize her for this matter, you... hey, we have to go back to do Lao Ning's work, and let him calm the situation down is serious."

When Mrs. Ning returned home, her whole body was shaking. After living for decades, she was all smooth and smooth. Unexpectedly, she would be so angry when she was old. It was okay for her husband to have a lover. This made the whole city storm and made thousands of people in the factory look at her jokes behind her back. This was the most unbearable pain she suffered.

Mrs. Ning sat in the living room, thinking about how to settle accounts with her husband who came back. Unexpectedly, the angry Principal Ning was waiting for. For some reason, it seemed that overnight, the rumors about the principal raising a female teacher spread throughout the 7th Middle School. There is a saying that someone had submitted a lot of anonymous letters in the dormitory and office building of single teachers. But strangely, those anonymous letters were in their hands. In the afternoon, one of Principal Ning's absolute confidants finally got a copy and sent it to him. Looking at the principal's face after reading the letter, the confidant was a little pounding, and I wonder if the flattery was slapped on the feet.

Due to the prestige that Principal Ning has established over the years, no teacher is talking about it publicly. But in private, especially the female teachers, they are wandering around and looking at each other, and are determined to know who the "some" teacher is. It is said that the goal has been set on three people.

Principal Ning beat his confidant's subordinates away, suppressed his anger, and sat down to think about countermeasures.

Anonymous letter? Didn’t my own people use this statement five years ago? Principal Ning jumped for a while and thought for a long time. He left the office building alone, found a remote place, and called No. 40 Middle School on a public phone, saying that he had something to do. The other party said, Teacher Che? She seemed to be sick and hadn’t come to class for several days.

Principal Ning snorted coldly in his heart, "Stinky woman!" I thought I could beat me up with a few anonymous letters. You are really as naive as before.

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