Director Chen said that if a deposit of 5,000 yuan is paid, he will help keep it until the end of the year.
Although no one has asked about it for several years, what if someone does?
Jiang Wanyue readily agreed.
When she got back, she asked Zhao Xiangbei to come and pay the money.
After finishing my work, it was almost time, so I ate something and went back to the guesthouse to sleep for the night.
In order to wait for news, she did not go anywhere the next day and just sat in the lobby of the guesthouse reading the newspaper.
It was around ten o'clock in the morning when I finally saw Jiang Yuanyuan walk in.
Jiang Wanyue immediately stood up and went to greet him: "It's almost eleven o'clock, let's go to the state-owned restaurant across the street and eat and chat."
Jiang Yuanyuan didn't refuse either.
The two sat down in the restaurant and Jiang Wanyue ordered two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, which was more than enough for two people.
"The car yesterday was from the provincial art troupe." Jiang Yuanyuan ate half her fill before she started talking about business. "At that time yesterday, a female employee from the art troupe asked for a car to visit the old cadres in the army, so the unit sent her a car. In fact, she didn't need the car herself, but her husband drove to meet a foreign guest. When meeting a foreigner, they all want to package themselves... To be honest, I despise this behavior, but the art troupe turned a blind eye, and outsiders couldn't say anything."
Jiang Wanyue was shocked.
Is Song Desheng’s current wife an employee of the art troupe?
Art troupe jobs are very popular these days, and you can't get in without some ability.
"That employee's name is Tang Man. Her mother is from the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe, and her father is a soldier, who seems to be the head of a troupe. With such a family background, no one dares to say anything when she uses the company car for personal purposes." Jiang Yuanyuan continued, "Her husband was also a soldier. He was injured last year, so he switched to a civilian position. His father-in-law and mother-in-law are running the business, and he is now the workshop director of the food factory."
Jiang Wanyue finally understood why Song Desheng abandoned his wife and children!
A sarcastic smile appeared on her lips: "Aunt, have you found out the name of Tang Man's husband?"
"I think his name is Song Duo." Jiang Yuanyuan thought for a moment and said, "When I went to the art troupe to inquire, I heard from several women there that this Song Duo had been carrying out dangerous secret missions for the country until he appeared beside Tang Man last year."
Jiang Wanyue smiled.
An agricultural technician in a village has the nerve to say that he is a soldier. This is really an insult to soldiers!
There was no secret mission at all. He just married a wife and had a child in the village and found an excuse to cover it up.
She was very curious, did Tang Man know about the past of the man sleeping next to her?
"They have a child who is two years old."
Jiang Yuanyuan's words made Jiang Wanyue's smile disappear.
She thought the scumbag had faked his death and then got together with his current girlfriend.
Unexpectedly, before Huazi was born, the scumbag got the woman outside pregnant.
The original body's life was so miserable.
Jiang Wanyue sighed deeply: "Thank you aunt for helping to check so carefully. I have prepared a little gift for the unborn child in your belly. I hope you don't mind it."
"Why are you being so polite to me?" Jiang Yuanyuan said with a smile, "I'm pregnant now. I plan to give birth to the baby in China. I will stay in the provincial capital for the time being. I don't have a job and I'm bored every day. If you have any questions, just come and find me."
Jiang Wanyue thanked him again.
After separating from Jiang Yuanyuan, she took a bus to the station and went home.
On the way, she kept thinking about how to deal with Song Desheng's matter.
Tell the Song family?
It doesn't seem to make any sense.
Go find Tang Man to expose Song Desheng’s fake face?
But what if Tang Manben already knew it?
Therefore, before dealing with it, we must first understand Tang Man’s position.
And there are three children...it is impossible for them not to care about their father.
In short, no matter what, she will not let the scumbag live a carefree life, and everyone will have to pay the price for their actions.
I took the bus to the county town feeling drowsy all the way. When I was about to change buses, I was lucky enough to meet Wu Zhiqiang who was delivering a big round box to the candy factory in the county town. So I took a ride back to Xiaojing Brigade.
Both the bamboo weaving factory and the fishery were in perfect order these two days, and nothing happened. Jiang Wanyue went straight home to have a rest.
When the time was almost up, she started cooking, but before it was done, the children came back.
The two older ones took the younger one to the mountains to pick wild vegetables, and brought back a bag of raspberries and mulberries. They tasted sweet and sour and were very delicious.
After sitting down at the dining table, Jiang Wanyue casually introduced the topic: "Huaizhi, Yingzi, have you ever dreamed of your father?"
Song Yunying looked gloomy.
Everyone in the village said that her father had passed away. Whether she believed it or not, she had to accept this fact.
She shook her head: "I haven't dreamed about my father. I almost forgot what he looks like."
Song Huaizhi raised his head and said, "Dad has been dead for more than half a year. It's not easy for Mom to raise us alone. If Mom has any ideas, I won't object."
Jiang Wanyue was stunned for a moment: "No, why don't I understand what you said?"
She just wanted to find out how deep the children's feelings for their father Song Desheng were, but why did it seem like the topic had turned in another direction?
Song Huaizhi said seriously: "I don't mind letting Uncle Zhao be our father."
"You, what did you say?" Jiang Wanyue was too lazy to open her eyes wide and round, she thought she had heard it wrong.
"Uncle Zhao asked me about this." Song Huaizhi lowered his head and continued to eat. "Mom, just do what you want to do. You don't need to ask for our opinions."
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