Cheng Zhiqian felt a little annoyed. Why didn't he ask Yang Yingsong for advice earlier?
He understands women better than herself and knows how to please women.
"Yang Yingsong, then tell me, what should I do now?"
Yang Yingsong lit another cigarette and said, "Captain, handing over the salary and letting my wife take charge is the first step.
The second step is to always stand by your wife and trust and support her unconditionally."
Cheng Zhiqian was still listening attentively, but Yang Yingsong stopped talking.
"No more?"
Yang Yingsong nodded, "As long as you do these two steps, you can grow old with Qiu Mei."
The two talked for a while, and Yang Yingsong suggested, "Why don't we go to Dacheng to find Qiu Mei and the others.
If there is a conflict, it must be resolved immediately. If time passes and Qiu Mei calms down and looks at the past between you with a magnifying glass and thinks about it carefully, she will only get angrier and might even end up eliminating you in one go."
Cheng Zhiqian's eyelids twitched, "Why did Zhiming and Yang Yingsong both say that he might be out?
Do they all think that there have been serious problems between him and Qiu Mei for a long time?
But if Qiu Mei hadn't said those words yesterday, he wouldn't have known that Qiu Mei had such a strong grudge against him.
He still thought that he and Li Qiumei were a loving couple and had a happy family.
Thinking of this, Cheng Zhiqian hurriedly said, "Okay."
The two of them got up and went straight to the train station.
Cheng Zhiming was stunned as he watched them walk down the stairs. "Ah, after meeting the unreliable Teacher Yang, I've become corrupted by the company I keep.
He should go home and inform his second brother and the others. His sister's matter needs to be resolved by the three of them."
Still on the train, Yang Huaihua sighed after listening to Li Qiumei's account of what happened.
"Ah, so, you can't marry a bad man, and you can't marry a good man either."
Li Qiumei corrected her, "It's Fu Di Mo who can't marry."
Qiu Mei, what are you going to do next?"
Li Qiumei smiled and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."
Yang Huaihua looked at the three children playing cards and felt a little anxious.
"Qiumei, you said you usually indulge Cheng Zhiqian, but now you're suddenly calling him a gigolo, I don't think he can handle it."
Li Qiumei snorted, "I don't care whether he can bear it or not, I can't bear it anyway.
I’m just telling the truth.”
Yang Huaihua frowned, "According to what you said, Yang Yingsong is also a gigolo.
Even though Cheng Zhiqian doesn't hand over his salary, at least he doesn't ask you for money.
Although Yang Yingsong handed over his salary, he had to pay back double the amount every month.
I'm the one who suffered the loss.
Oh, no, I’m going to throw the passbook back to him when I get back. I won’t take the blame for this.
Damn, he's just like Cheng Zhiqian, taking advantage of others and still acting like a good kid."
Li Qiumei laughed out loud, "Yang Yingsong spends so much money every month, what does he do?"
Yang Huaihua was furious, "What else can he do? He just follows that crooked-nosed guy from their school to some antique market to pan for gold.
This family brought back a lot of bottles and jars, and whenever they have free time, they would use a magnifying glass to look at them.
Today they say this bottle is from the Song Dynasty, and two days later they say it is from the Tang Dynasty.
After a while, he said it was fake and used it to arrange flowers."
Li Qiumei couldn't stop laughing. "Why have I never heard you mention it before?"
Yang Huaihua snorted, "He didn't let me tell you because he was afraid you would go and see all those fake things he wasted money on and laugh at him."
Li Qiumei was curious, "Don't your parents-in-law know either?"
Yang Huaihua thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he doesn't know?
If he knew, he would have been beaten by his father a long time ago."
Li Qiumei told Yang Huaihua, "If it's about antiques, it's a money-burning business. Why don't you take care of it?"
Yang Huaihua shook her head. "I don't care. Whenever I mention it, he threatens me, saying that if I'm too busy, he'll quit and come back to be my driver."
You said that if he really resigned because of me, then I would become the landlord of their family and everyone would come to fight me.
This shameless guy even boasted that once he found a treasure and made a fortune, he would take us, mother and son, to travel around the world.
Then he painted a rosy picture for me, but I didn't have the energy to keep an eye on him every day, so I just let him do what he wanted.
So, isn't your Cheng Zhiqian a hundred times less of a worry than Yang Yingsong?
Li Qiumei's pent-up anger finally dissipated, "Sister Hua, although Yang Yingsong is a bit of a worry, he treats you well with all his heart and protects you in every way.
For you, he can fight against the whole world. Just based on this one point, you have won over eighty to ninety percent of women.
There is no such thing as a perfect person."
Yang Huaihua burst into laughter, "We both think the grass is greener on the other side, and we always think others are marrying better than us.
If this were to change, I guess no one would be willing to do it."
The two of them were chatting and laughing, and they were quite happy.
The next day, the two took their children out to the playground. Yang Huaihua's little treasure had a stomachache, so she took her two sons home early.
Yuanbao refused to leave, so Li Qiumei played with him until dinner time, and then the two of them went back.
Yuanbao said to Li Qiumei, "Mom, can I go to Aunt Hua's house and play for a while?"
Li Qiumei told him: "Xiaobao is sick, your Aunt Hua has to take care of him.
Let’s go tomorrow. I’ll take you to the park and you can play with Dabao and the others.”
As the mother and son reached the door of their home, the door opened from the inside, and Li Qiumei was startled.
When Li Qiumei saw the face behind the door clearly, she was stunned.
Yuanbao asked curiously, "Dad, why are you here?"
Seeing that neither the mother nor the daughter was happy to see him, Cheng Zhiqian felt even more depressed.
"Yuanbao, Dad wanted to travel with you guys, so he followed me here.
Are you happy? "
Yuanbao looked up at Cheng Zhiqian and said, "I'm happy. Why don't you bring my uncle here too? He wants to come out and play too."
Cheng Zhiqian felt sad. He touched Yuanbao's head and said, "Your uncle is doing his homework. Let's wait until next time."
Li Qiumei changed her shoes without saying a word, then walked over to check the door lock.
"Cheng Zhiqian, how did you find this place? And how did you get in?"
Cheng Zhiqian looked at her and said, "Yang Yingsong and I came here together. It was Yang Huaihua who told me your address and gave me the spare key."
Li Qiumei was speechless. Sister Hua would have no choice but to surrender as soon as she met Yang Yingsong.
Cheng Zhiqian scratched his hair awkwardly, "Qiumei, can I talk to you?"
"Go ahead."
Cheng Zhiqian took out a toy from the bag on the ground and handed it to Yuanbao, "Yuanbao, this is what Daddy bought for you. Take it and go into the house to play with it."
Yuanbao happily carried the box into the room.
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