Liu Liu: "Host, your idea is very dangerous. If you leave it alone, Zhou Ping will be shot. Can you bear to see a young and vibrant life die like this?"
Song Wanyue was helpless: "I'm just complaining, I'll take care of it, why are you panicking?"
Zhou Ping was in her prime, it's such a pity that she died.
If these two girls knew Song Wenbin's true identity, she would have two more enemies.
Good.
And Li Yin’s brother happens to be Song Wenbin’s superior. Isn’t that a coincidence?
Song Wanyue was so tired that she yawned, "Okay, I'm going to sleep. We'll talk later. It's so cold to do a mission in the middle of winter."
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That day, Song Wanyue ate some fried dough sticks and soy milk and then sat in the house in a daze. Suddenly she stopped and no one knew what she was doing.
Song Wanyue, who was bored, started to make a plan for opening a store.
You can open a snack shop, a fruit, vegetable and meat store, and even a furniture factory.
These can only be done by the end of 1980. However, starting next year, there will be some street vendors in the city, and no one will care.
Song's father went to work, and Song's mother was a junior high school Chinese teacher and had been on vacation long ago.
Song's mother is knitting a sweater for Song Wanyue.
"Third sister-in-law, I'm here to give you a surprise. Did you see it? This is the youngest son of my sister-in-law's second brother. He's very talented, doesn't he look handsome? He's also strong and educated. He's a perfect match for your Wanyue." Zhang Ling said in a hoarse voice.
What Song Wanyue hates most is that Zhang Ling acts on her own.
She said bluntly, "Oh, isn't this Liu Tao? The one who is not handsome, not tall, and couldn't continue studying after the fourth grade of elementary school. Is he him?"
Liu Tao, the original owner's elementary school classmate, took over his father's job in the city.
The original owner didn't like this person because he was touchy.
Liu Tao's face turned red with anger: "Wanyue, it's me, why are you saying that to me? I came to find you as soon as I heard you were back, but you are so heartless."
Zhang Ling was very angry that a money-losing guy didn't give her any face.
"Wanyue, you are so rude. Your aunt is kind enough to introduce you to a guy, but you can't just rely on your good looks to belittle the guy's appearance."
Mother Song threw the sweater away and said coldly, "Zhang Ling, do you still know how to be polite? How can you bring a man home without saying hello? You are still my aunt, you have no sense of propriety at all."
I didn’t curse enough before.
Song Wanyue continued, "I think it's my cousin's great aunt, Liu Tao, I don't like you, don't get close to me, you're really not my type."
She is obsessed with looks and likes handsome guys.
Liu Tao's appearance doesn't match that of a handsome guy.
Zhang Ling felt ashamed to be scolded by the younger generation. "Okay, I knew it. You are just a girl. You won't recognize us relatives after you get into college, right? I am doing this for your own good. You are almost 19 years old, almost 20 years old, and you are not married yet. What are you doing staying at home?"
She just couldn't stand the fact that the third brother and his wife spoiled Song Wanyue to an unacceptable degree.
She never did housework and never enjoyed such a life.
Why?
Mother Song put her hands on her waist and said, "Zhang Ling, who do you think you are? My daughter's marriage is handled by Jianzhang and I. Are you crazy to say such things as a sister-in-law who has separated from the family? I think you should go back to your parents' home and reflect on yourself."
It's so annoying. He has no sense at all and just keeps getting closer.
"You, Liu Tao, right? Listen carefully. Our Wanyue doesn't like you. Don't bother him in the future. As a human being, you should have basic manners. Don't run to the girl's house without saying hello. You should inform her in advance when introducing a marriage."
Zhang Ling looked hurt: "Sister-in-law, I am Wanyue's aunt. I am introducing her to a marriage for her own good. She is not young anymore and has been working in the countryside for more than a year.
I guess your hands are rough now. Taozi is also a city dweller and has a decent job. Wanyue still needs to study for a few more years. Why should she stay at home? It’s better for a girl to get married as soon as possible.”
After getting married, Wenbin would spend more time with the third child. She would not believe that she did not want a son.
The youngest son is the sweetest-talker. By then, all the property of the third son's family will belong to Wenbin, and she will be able to enjoy the good life as well.
Song Wanyue knew exactly what her aunt was thinking: "Aunt, you still want Song Wenbin to be my father's son. I tell you, it's impossible. My parents' things are all mine. Besides, I have children. What's the big deal about a cousin who has separated from the family?"
"Oh, Song Wenbin is not filial to his own parents, but he comes to my parents to show his courtesy. We all know what you are thinking. Seeing Song Wenbin busying around, I want to laugh. It's a waste not to use free labor."
This is what her parents thought, simply to make it easier to order people around.
Song's mother felt that the people in the second house were easier to use than those in the first house, so she helped to speak up, "Wanyue is right, Jianzhang and I thought the same way, but we didn't take advantage of you for nothing, we gave you food."
"Sister-in-law, now that we've come to this point, we won't hide it from you. I've discussed your and Song Wenbin's ideas with Jianzhang and my brother, and we all agree that it's good for Wenbin to work for his own people, just as a part-time job. However, now that you're running around, we won't ask you and Wenbin for help in the future. Let's look for someone from the second house."
"At first, Jianzhang and I only wanted to ask the second house for help, but you came along, and since your children are older, we asked you to do some work. Now that the second house's grandchildren can run, it seems that it will be more convenient for them to do the work. We won't bother you anymore in the future."
Zhang Ling was shocked when she heard this. "What did you say? The boss knows?"
Is it that obvious?
Song's mother frowned and said, "Of course I know. Don't think you're the only smart ones. Everyone can see it. I didn't point it out because I was giving you face. After all, you're just making a small noise. What's the big deal?"
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