Jiang Qiaoqiao lived a glorious life, only to be killed by her own mother and adopted daughter on her fortieth birthday. Her three brothers helped dismember and bury her remains.
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Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at Yang Jianguo in shock, blinked, and said, "Brother, do you mean you want me to take responsibility?"
Yang Jianguo panicked, "No, what I mean is, Mom and I are just helping you out. You're the real boss!"
Jiang Qiaoqiao stared intently at Yang Jianguo, "Brother, you are the real owner of the duck products store and the duck farm."
She laughed and said, "I don't have the energy to manage all that. I still need to open my clothing store, then build a studio, and set up a clothing factory!"
"So, brother, the duck farm and the duck products store are all in your hands now!"
She had already planned it out; in her past life, she used Lin Xiaohui's secret recipe to help Qin Haiyang become the richest man.
She dared not say that Yang Jianguo could become the richest man in his life by selling duck products, but with this skill, the Yang family would at least be able to live a life free from worries about food and clothing.
She has essentially returned this business to the Yang family.
Yang Jianguo looked at Jiang Qiaoqiao, his eyes filled with excitement and trepidation. "Qiaoqiao, but I... I've never run a business before, and you're the one making all the decisions for this duck shop. I'm just doing what you say. I'm afraid something might go wrong..."
Jiang Qiaoqiao grasped Yang Jianguo's hand. "Brother, there's nothing to be afraid of. Besides, didn't you say yesterday that you felt we could open a branch?"
Yang Jianguo looked somewhat embarrassed. "I...I was just saying that."
Not only was he just talking nonsense back then, but even when Jiang Qiaoqiao discussed opening a branch in the provincial capital with him at the village committee yesterday, he didn't take it seriously.
He knew Jiang Qiaoqiao would definitely do it, and he just needed to follow his sister's instructions.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Qiaoqiao now intends for him to take full responsibility.
"Brother, you have to have confidence in yourself!" Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at Yang Jianguo with firm eyes.
Yang Jianguo seemed to have gained courage from his sister's eyes.
After a long pause, he nodded solemnly and replied, "Okay, Qiaoqiao, don't worry, I will definitely do my best and live up to your and Mr. Xia's expectations."
After finishing her work-related conversation, Jiang Qiaoqiao glanced at Zheng Yulan, who was eating and chatting with Lin Xiaohui.
He nudged Yang Jianguo lightly on the shoulder and said, "Brother, now that you have a successful career, when are you planning to marry your wife? Mom and Dad are really looking forward to it!"
Yang Jianguo blushed with embarrassment and stole a glance at Zheng Yulan, only to find his eyes meeting hers.
Both of them blushed at the same time.
Yang Jianguo said in a low voice, "That depends on what your sister Yulan thinks."
At this moment, Lin Xiaohui, the mother, naturally said, "Yulan, when is it convenient for your parents to come to our house for a meal? If it's inconvenient for them to come to our village, they can come to our shop or residence in the city, or go to a state-run restaurant, it's all fine, they can choose whatever they want."
Zheng Yulan lowered her head and bit her lip, remaining silent for a long time before seemingly making up her mind.
She raised her head and said, "Auntie, since I've agreed to date Jianguo, I won't hide it from you. You don't need to tell my parents about Jianguo and me."
When I left the Wang family with Guoqing, they said, "A married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl, and a grandson is an outsider. Whether my son and I live or die is none of their business."
As Zheng Yulan spoke, her eyes welled up with tears.
Actually, when Jiang Qiaoqiao saw Zheng Yulan making a living by collecting recyclables with Xiao Guoqing, she had already guessed that Zheng Yulan's parents probably wouldn't help her.
They might even look down on her because she got divorced, feeling she brought shame upon them.
In this era, many women endure domestic violence from their husbands and verbal abuse from their mothers-in-law, some even losing their lives in the end, yet they still cannot take the step of divorce. This is because neither society nor the woman's family of origin can accept a divorced woman.
For a woman, once she gets divorced, she can't stay at her husband's family home, and she can't go back to her own family home. She has no place to stand in this world.
Zheng Yulan is truly brave to have taken the step of divorce while raising a child.
Lin Xiaohui patted Zheng Yulan's hand tenderly, "Good child, you've been wronged. If you have any thoughts about you and Jianguo, just tell your aunt. I'll do my best to meet your needs."
Zheng Yulan held back her tears and smiled somewhat shyly, "Auntie, I don't have any particular thoughts. I just want to see if Jianguo is ready. If he is, we can pick a date and get our marriage certificate."
When Xiao Guoqing heard his mother say this, he looked at his mother and then at Yang Jianguo.
Finally, she slid off the stool, wiggled her short legs, and ran up to Yang Jianguo. Her big, dark eyes looked at him, and she asked in a clear voice, "Uncle Jianguo, you married my mom, so are you my dad now?"
Yang Jianguo habitually picked up Xiao Guoqing, looked earnestly into the little guy's eyes, and solemnly asked, "Xiao Guoqing, would you like me to be your father?"
"Hmm~~" Xiao Guoqing tilted his head, frowned and thought for a moment, then asked, "If you become my dad, will you come home every day and just lie down to read the newspaper and take a nap?"
"Won't."
"Will you complain about my mom's cooking every day, or that the floor isn't clean enough? Will you yell at my mom?"
"Won't."
"Will you hit my mother when you're drunk?"
Looking into the little boy's eyes, Yang Jianguo's tone was full of solemn promise, "Little Guoqing, I won't do any of the things you've said. I want to live with you and your mother, and I want to protect and take good care of you and your mother. Can you give me your permission?"
Xiao Guoqing frowned and thought for a moment, then held up his little finger and said, "Then let's pinky swear."
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