All right…

Ye Xiaojiao admitted that she had long forgotten about this person.

When I saw it again this time, I felt dazed and it felt like a very different year.

At this time, Song Anyang was not only skinny,

Moreover, he looked older and more haggard than the last time Ye Xiaojiao saw him. Even the shadow of his previous vigor and vitality was gone. He was completely different from his past.

Ye Xiaojiao knew that his life was not easy, but she didn't expect it to be so miserable.

She remembered not to let her father treat him harshly!

He just ordered to block the way for this guy to leave, so that he would be trapped here for the rest of his life, like mud, becoming rotten bit by bit.

However, if he is strong enough to stand on his own feet, this may not necessarily be the case.

A person’s true character cannot be seen in good times, but is most obvious in bad times.

Some people can pull themselves out of the endless quagmire and gain a true new life, and from then on they enter into another realm.

But some people, like Song Anyang right now, are really beyond help.

"Xiao, Xiaojiao...I just want to see you."

His words were not full of affection, but rather a kind of infatuation. Even though he was looking at Ye Xiaojiao intently, it was as if he could see through her and see the happy and joyful times in the past.

That was his former glory, and it is the existence that he reminisces countless times today.

But in Ye Xiaojiao's eyes, this person seemed stupid and like a fool.

Ye Xiaojiao? ?

Is there really something wrong with your brain?

Ye Xiaojiao yawned, too lazy to pay attention to him, and prepared to go back to sleep.

Then he suddenly called out to me again.

"Xiao Jiao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Ye Xiaojiao stopped and turned to look at him.

Today the moonlight is bright and soft, and it falls on that face that still vaguely shows some of its former handsomeness, giving people an indescribable sense of trance.

In an instant, Ye Xiaojiao seemed to have traveled through time.

I saw myself in my previous life, in such a miserable state.

At that time, Song Anyang and his wife were always high and mighty, while he himself was as humble as an ant, struggling hard just to survive.

Oh!

Everything that is happening now is nothing but karma.

"It's too late."

Ye Xiaojiao stared at him steadily, her eyes cold and clear, and for a long while she only uttered these two words slowly.

Finally, she turned and strode away without looking back.

Song Anyang stood there in a daze, and then suddenly burst into tears.

Ye Xiaojiao ignored the crying and her steps became more determined!

*

A good night's sleep.

The next day, Ye Xiaojiao continued to be busy and had long forgotten what happened last night.

Life is like the ocean, so we should look forward to the future.

Now that it's over, let's say goodbye completely.

Don’t look back, don’t look, don’t think about it anymore.

According to the discussion between her and Sister Huang, they decided not to set up a special bag factory at the beginning. Instead, they would directly plan out a small area in the factory, produce a wave of products, and try to sell them.

At present, it is mainly Sister Huang who is doing it. If it is feasible, it will not be too late to take in an apprentice then.

Because Ms. Huang is currently doing it by hand, she doesn't need any machines. If she wants to go into mass production later, she can go to Guangdong or even find a way to purchase it from Hong Kong Island.

After the New Year, when Ye Xiaojiao went to the capital, she could take it away.

After determining the strategy, Sister Huang started to get busy.

Ye Xiaojiao is also doing her own thing.

It was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye. Needless to say, the village was very lively.

The Ye family prepared a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, the slightly different thing was that they cooked hot pot.

This is what Ye Xiaojiao requested.

At first, everyone thought that eating dumplings was the only way to celebrate the Chinese New Year.

This seemed to be everyone's fixed thinking, but Ye Xiaojiao raised an objection. She only said one sentence: "It has always been like this, so do we have to follow it?"

The Ye family members were stunned at first, and then they started laughing.

yes!

There is no rule that requires it to be this way. To put it bluntly, tradition is just that everyone does it this way.

At least, no one is holding a gun to your head and telling you to do this or that.

"Okay, the New Year is all about having fun, let's change to hot pot!"

Ye Kuotian said with a wave of his hand.

Everyone started laughing and nodded in agreement.

In the end, everyone found that eating hot pot for the New Year’s Eve dinner seemed to make people feel warmer than simply eating dumplings.

But this happy time was finally broken by someone.

Just when the atmosphere was getting lively, Lu Si's wife suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"No, it's bad, that guy surnamed Song committed suicide!"

Lu Si's wife said this with gritted teeth, she was so angry that her liver ached.

If time could go back, she would never allow her daughter to marry such a man even if it cost her life!

Over the years, the Lu family has treated him well!

This guy can't carry anything with his shoulders or hands, and he spends every day daydreaming about random things. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been beaten up long ago.

I thought it was over, but unexpectedly, such a strange thing happened again.

The Ye family was also shocked when they heard this, and couldn't help but curse in their hearts: "It's really not a peaceful New Year's Day!"

Ye Kuotian stood up and started to put on his clothes, saying, "I'll go over and take a look. You guys continue to eat and keep watch."

He is the village party secretary and there is no way he can escape from it.

Ye Xiaojiao thought about it and decided to follow.

It’s not that I have any feelings for Song Anyang, but this man is an educated youth after all.

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