"Oh my God! Qingshan, look what this is!" Song's mother handed the newspaper to Song Qingshan.
Song Qingshan ran around the city all day, basking in the scorching sun until his mouth was dry. He could only sell a few pieces of clothing all day long, and the money he earned was not enough to even make back his investment!
Shen Mengyue even praised him as a business genius and that he would be the richest man in the future. Song Qingshan believed it without a doubt before, but now he is confused.
Is this really the case?
Can he really become the richest man?
"Qingshan, I'm talking to you! Look!" Song's mother came up to him with a newspaper and said.
Song Qingshan frowned, "I'm so tired all day long, how can I have time to read the newspaper!"
He was so tired that he wanted to lie down on the sofa and have a good sleep.
"The person who published this newspaper is Shen Li!" Song's mother said excitedly.
She couldn't read, but she recognized the person behind her.
"What? Shen Li?" Song Qingshan frowned and asked.
"Yes, if you don't believe me, take a look! Look at what is written on the cover!" Song's mother said anxiously.
Song Qingshan opened the newspaper and took a closer look. The more he read, the more shocked he became.
Shen Li... Seafood truck... The first one in China and abroad...
How could this happen!
How come Shen Li is so amazing!
Song Qingshan suspected that all this was just a dream. He pinched his thigh hard. The sharp pain in his thigh reminded him that everything before his eyes was real!
Shen Li really invented a seafood transport vehicle, it really is a newspaper!
"What did the newspaper say?" Song's mother asked excitedly.
Those who can publish newspapers are all big shots. There is not even one person who can publish a newspaper in the surrounding villages!
"On the one hand, Shen Li invented the seafood preservation and transportation vehicle, which is a role model for women in the new era." Song Qingshan murmured.
"So amazing!" Song's mother was shocked, "If you had married Shen Li, wouldn't that have brought honor to our family?"
"..."Song Qingshan was silent.
Shen Li, who was reading the newspaper, was in high spirits, with bright eyes. She stood there gracefully, so gentle and kind, with such a good temperament. She didn't look like a woman from the countryside at all, but rather like a graceful woman from a big city.
She is prettier than the stars on TV!
Song Qingshan couldn't help but touch the woman's eyebrows and eyes, her delicate face...
At this time, Shen Mengyue, who was tired after a day, walked towards home.
"What are you looking at? You look so engrossed!" Shen Mengyue was exhausted. She worked in a state-owned hotel all day, took a bus home, and walked back to the village. Her body was exhausted after a day's work.
She has never had such a hard life!
But all the hard work now is worth it, after all, there will be sweetness in the future!
She believed that Song Qingshan would do something great!
However, when Shen Mengyue approached, she found that the person reading the newspaper Song Qingshan was actually Shen Li!
땤His hand was still groping Shen Li's face!
How did Shen Li get to the newspaper?
What's going on?
Shen Mengyue pulled over the newspaper and took a look, becoming even more shocked.
How could this happen?
Shen Li is just a country girl, how could she know how to build a car?
Could it be...Shen Li was also reborn?
"Impossible... This is impossible..." Shen Mengyue stumbled and almost fell down.
"What are you talking about?" Song's mother glared at Shen Mengyue in dissatisfaction, "There are still a pile of dirty clothes that haven't been washed. Go and wash all those clothes!"
"Go wash it yourself, I'm tired after a day." Shen Mengyue walked towards her bedroom like a zombie, but Song's mother grabbed her wrist and said, "What are you doing? Isn't it just going to work? Are you so tired? Go to work! If you don't wash this basin of clothes today, don't even think about sleeping. Do you hear me?"
"I won't go! I won't go!" Shen Mengyue completely collapsed. "I came to your house to enjoy myself, not to be a nanny! Since I got married, I have been doing all the housework inside and outside the house! How tired have you made me? My life is not easy!"
"What are you yelling about? Whose daughter-in-law doesn't work?" Song's mother shouted dissatisfiedly, "You woke up my two children with your yelling, I won't forgive you!"
"Go! Work for me!"
"I'm not going!"
At this time, Song Qingshan's boy rushed out of the house. Seeing this, he shouted with a cold face, "You are bullying grandma, you bad woman!"
As he said that, he suddenly rushed forward and kicked Shen Mengyue hard!
With this kick, Shen Mengyue was knocked down and collapsed to the ground.
"My stomach...my stomach..." Shen Mengyue covered her stomach with her hands, her face looking painful.
"Pretend! Just keep pretending! When you fell, your butt should hurt, not your stomach." Song Qingshan looked at Shen Mengyue's pale and haggard face with increasing dissatisfaction, his mind full of Shen Li's tender and fair face, "You can't even pretend! You're just a child, how much can a kick from a child hurt?"
"My stomach hurts so much...ah...blood..." Shen Mengyue raised her hand tremblingly, her hand was covered with a large amount of sticky red blood.
"In this case... could this be a miscarriage?" Mother Song was stunned.
"It's none of my business!" he said, then ran away quickly with a frown.
Seeing this, Song Qingshan and his mother hurriedly carried the person to the bed.
"I'll go find the barefoot doctor in the village!" Song Qingshan went out.
Before leaving, Song's mother held Song Qingshan's arm and said, "Even if it was really a miscarriage, it can't be saved! You two don't have children, and she treats me so badly, and is so cruel to the two children. If you don't have children, how can you do that? Then can these two children still have a good life?"
"Mom, I know it without you telling me." Song Qingshan nodded, stood up and left.
He has no feelings for his ex-wife.
At that time, his ex-wife despised his family's poverty, so she abandoned her child to him and left him.
Over the years, he always dreamed of that woman, and because of this, he cherished the two children even more...
He will never have another child in his life.
What's more, my family is so poor now that we can't afford to support a child even if we give birth to one!
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Soon, the barefoot doctor from the village came, examined Shen Mengyue, and gave her some medicine.
"Your condition is classified as pregnancy, but miscarriage," said the doctor.
"What..." Shen Mengyue's eyes widened, staring at Song Qingshan, "Look at your good son, he killed the baby in my belly!"
She glared at Song Qingshan, determined to get an explanation.
"You are still young, what does a child know?" Song Qingshan frowned, "It's obviously your poor health that prevents you from keeping the baby, but you blame yourself instead!"
"That's right, why are you, an adult, arguing with a child?" Song's mother gave her a blank look, "Isn't it just that you don't have a child? You are not the only one in the village who has had abortions. Besides, your family doesn't lack children. Why are you being so hypocritical?"