Wang Chenchen bit her lip, too scared to speak.

Because Fang Qing looked a little crazy at this moment, and her voice was so loud, it was really scary to look at.

"Also, didn't I tell you to call him dad and not Uncle Lu anymore? Why can't you remember that?"

"But... I have a father. My father's name is Wang Jianjun."

"Wang Jianjun, Wang Jianjun, it's Wang Jianjun again. Do you remember what he looks like?"

Wang Chenchen shook his head.

He had forgotten that when it came to Wang Jianjun, he had to listen to Lu Jiangting.

"Uncle Lu said Dad is fine."

good?

Fang Qing sneered, "He's a piece of shit. If he was a good person, he would have brought us here to enjoy a good life long ago, and would never have abandoned us mother and son in the countryside."

"But Uncle Lu said that in order to prevent us from being bullied by grandma, dad spent all his savings and even lent us money to buy a house in town."

"That's good?" Fang Qing said angrily, "He did that to get rid of us. If he really wanted to do good for us, he wouldn't buy us a house in his hometown, but here. Do you understand?"

Wang Chenchen is still in kindergarten, what does he know?

He only knows that houses are expensive, money is hard to make, and money is good.

It’s good that dad can use the money he earns with great difficulty to buy them a house.

"Chenchen, come here." Fang Qing waved at him.

Wang Chenchen was a little scared and slowly approached her.

"Mom, don't scold me."

Fang Qing was startled, then smiled softly, "You kid, you are my only treasure, how could I scold you? I am planning to raise you well and let you make money for me."

Wang Chenchen nodded hurriedly, "Mom, when I grow up I will make a lot of money for you to spend, and I will buy you a big house and a car."

Fang Qing was so delighted.

"Okay, you are really a good boy of your mother. Then will you listen to your mother?"

"I listen to my mother. I always listen to my mother. If my mother makes me sick, I will get sick."

"Oh, you are so good. But mom made you sick not because she doesn't like you, but because she likes you too much. That's why she cares about your future and does so many things."

Wang Chenchen looked at her in confusion.

Fang Qing gently stroked the back of his head and continued, "Look, everyone has a father. Those without a father are laughed at. It's pitiful, isn't it?"

Wang Chenchen nodded gently and whispered, "My classmates joked that I don't have a father."

Fang Qing felt distressed and held him in her arms.

"Those are all bad kids. They won't laugh at you anymore because our Chenchen already has a father. Your Uncle Lu is your father. Chenchen, promise mom to call him dad, okay?"

“I…I…”

"What?" Fang Qing's expression changed, "You don't listen to your mother again?"

"No, I called Uncle Lu dad because my mom told me to. But he told me that he was not my dad and that my dad's name was Wang Jianjun. He told me to call him Uncle Lu."

Fang Qing's expression froze and her hands clenched unconsciously.

Even after getting married, he still doesn’t let Chenchen call him dad.

Lu Jiangting, what the hell is going on with him?

…

Wedding dresses of this era are not that beautiful, but they are really expensive.

Nowadays, it is difficult for ordinary people to earn even a hundred yuan a month. She tried five pieces in a row, and the cheapest one cost more than two thousand yuan.

It really proves the saying that there is no shortage of rich people in any era.

If you think that people in a certain era are poor, it may be because of information isolation and the people around you are poor.

Poverty limits your imagination.

"That's it," Fu Huaiyi said.

After trying on five sets, she was still hesitant, not because of the style, but mainly because of the price.

Accustomed to poverty, she always considers the cost-effectiveness in her mind.

Fu Huaiyi chose this set because he could see that she was reluctant to part with it.

"Three thousand eight." She whispered.

"It's okay. My parents have money."

"You can't spend money like that."

Fu Huaiyi: "If we don't spend it, they won't know how to spend it."

Lin Yuyao: “…”

"Okay, that's it."

The service of the store clerks was very good. None of them got impatient because of their repeated attempts. They served with a smile throughout the whole process and even brought tea and water.

After they decided on this set of clothes, they were also asked to pick out a Chinese-style one.

Lin Yuyao looked at Fu Huaiyi in surprise.

Fu Huaiyi shook his head to indicate that he didn't know either.

The clerk explained, "Ms. Zhang specifically told you to pick one set each of Chinese and Western styles, and the girl picked a Chinese set for toasting."

She became a bride without ever being a bride in her previous life.

However, when I attended someone else's wedding, I vaguely remember that the bride seemed to have changed her clothes when she toasted.

Since it was my aunt-in-law who asked me to, I'll just pick another one.

It is said to be a Chinese bridal outfit, but in fact it is just a red suit.

The men's style is more Chinese, a black buttoned Zhongshan suit.

The styles were all similar, and Lin Yuyao picked one that fit her better.

The price is relatively cheap, a set for men and women costs nearly one thousand.

Including the wedding dress, the total cost for each set of clothes for the man and woman was nearly five thousand yuan.

It was already late after they picked out the wedding dress, and they still had to drive for more than an hour to get home.

I called his home using the bridal shop's landline, and then the two of them went back.

Ye Lian and Lin Dawei also called their eldest son. There was a telephone booth downstairs, which was very convenient.

"Your sister's wedding date has been set. It's on the 16th of this month, the 20th of the lunar calendar. You should take leave in advance. Don't forget it."

"Okay, I talked to my boss yesterday, and he agreed to give us a few days off."

"That's good. By the way, has your wife come home yet?"

"I'm getting ready to go back."

Ye Lian thought for a moment and said, "Forget it. Don't let her go back yet. I'll tell your aunt to let her work harder for a few more days."

"There are still many days left. Is it appropriate to ask someone to help for such a long time?"

"Well, three to five days is helpful, fourteen to fifteen days is also helpful, considering my relationship with her, it's fine."

"Then you can talk to them. If they are causing trouble for you, please call me back."

"Okay, okay. Got it."

It was delayed for fourteen or fifteen days in total, which was quite a long time.

However, they married into this village in the same year and have known each other for more than 20 years.

In those years, we didn’t have enough to eat and didn’t have warm clothes. We went hungry and cold together. We suffered from the anger of our mother-in-law together. We washed clothes together and scolded her…

This friendship of more than twenty years is more than just acquaintance.

Asking her to help for half a month was a long time, but when Ye Lian told her about it, she agreed without hesitation.

"Thank you for the delay."

"It's okay, just enjoy your drink there. I've finished planting rice a long time ago, and I have nothing to do anyway, so I'm here to help you look after the house."

"I have to feed the animals and shovel them to death every day. It's a lot of work."