After the fish started to be shipped out, the processing plant became busy again.
Crispy fish fillets and fish tofu, the first two products, have not been able to increase production due to the shortage of raw materials. Now we finally have some stock.
In order to further increase production, Jiang Wanyue once again recruited more employees, and the number of employees in the processing plant reached ninety.
At the same time, Zhao Xiangbei was asked to take people to the provincial capital machinery factory to purchase related machines again. After the machines arrived, the output was indeed increased a lot.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, a car parked quietly at the entrance of the village.
Nowadays, as long as you drive a car, even if it is a bicycle, no matter how low-key you are, you will be discovered.
A man and a woman got out of the car.
The farmers working nearby stretched their necks.
"Look, a man and a woman, they are dressed very fashionably, they look like city people."
"He drove a car into the village, he must be an official, who is he looking for?"
"Needless to say, we will definitely go to Director Jiang!"
"No, officials should have their own aura. These two people look dejected, which is not like being an official!"
Hu Zhaodi dropped her hoe and stepped forward: "Look! I think I've seen this man before!"
The people around her laughed at her: "You feel dizzy even when riding in a car, how can you meet city people? Stop joking!"
Hu Zhaodi frowned: "I really know him, and you know him too. Isn't this Song Desheng, the fourth child of our Song family!"
"How is that possible? Isn't he dead?"
"Oh my god, it's really him. He has changed his clothes but still has the same face. He is not dead, he is still alive?"
"What's going on? Why is there a woman around you?"
“…”
It is human nature to eat melons. It was noon and only a few minutes before the end of work, so everyone acted like birds and beasts and ran to the Song family to watch the fun.
The woman next to Song Desheng was Tang Man.
The two of them have tried their best to dress low-key, but no matter how low-key the city people are, they are still different from the village people.
When they were walking towards the Song family, someone had already gone back to deliver the message.
The door of the Song family's two elders was tightly closed.
The villagers would never close the door when they go out to work, so what does it mean that the door is closed now? Everyone wants to know what it means.
Shouldn’t I be happy that my dead son suddenly comes back?
Why did you close the door?
More and more villagers gathered around to watch.
Song Desheng's face turned as red as pig liver.
Tang Man lowered his head in humiliation.
The door of Jiang Wanyue's house was also closed.
She was sitting in the yard, picking vegetables with a few children.
Song Huaizhi's expression was calm and nothing could be seen, but Song Yunying would glance at the closed door from time to time.
The children more or less realized that things were more complicated than they had imagined.
"Yingzi, Dad is coming back this time to get a divorce from Mom." Song Huaizhi said calmly, "The three of us are all with Mom."
Song Yunying bit her lip.
Naturally, she couldn't bear to leave her father.
But I miss my mother even more.
If I had to choose one, of course I would choose my mom.
As for Song Huazhi, he had no impression of his father at all and snuggled in Jiang Wanyue's arms.
Jiang Wanyue sat in the yard and could vaguely hear the discussions of the villagers outside.
In the book, Song Desheng's return to his hometown can be described as returning in glory, with the villagers flattering him one by one and praising him highly.
And now...
She knew that her in-laws mainly looked at her attitude.
Jiang Wanyue picked all the vegetables in the basket, washed her hands calmly, then walked forward and opened the door.
Her house is separated from her parents-in-law's house by two houses, the second and third. Standing at the door, she can see Song Desheng and Tang Man standing there.
Seeing Tang Man, she shook her head.
Even after his hypocritical face was exposed, Tang Man was still willing to stand with this scumbag and accept people's moral judgment. We can only say, respect and bless him.
She walked out, holding Huazi in her arms, with the two children following behind her.
Tang Man looked at Song Huaizhi. He looked exactly like Song Desheng, which made her feel uncomfortable.
Jiang Wanyue ignored the two and knocked on her parents-in-law's door: "Dad, Mom, open the door."
The old couple had actually been standing behind the door.
They learned from the villagers that the fourth brother came back with a woman, and it was obvious what this meant.
They didn't want to see Lao Si and that woman.
If I did that, it would be like betraying Wanyue.
Wanyue is the perfect daughter-in-law in their minds.
Even if Wanyue was not so outstanding and did nothing like she did at the beginning, they would not accept their son finding another one outside.
Jiang Wanyue knocked on the door, and the two elders opened it.
Song Desheng knelt on the ground and said, "My son is unfilial."
Tang Man also knelt down.
"Go, call the head of the Song family over!" Song Dahai ordered Song Jianguo, "Call the other elders of the Song family over as well. Today, I will expel this useless guy from the Song family. He will no longer be my son!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around was in an uproar.
"No, what's going on? Why is he being kicked out of the house when his dead son comes back?"
"Why don't you understand? Song Desheng has someone else outside. Our team leader, no, the branch secretary is a principled man. How could he tolerate such a thing? I guess Song Desheng doesn't want to break up with the person outside, so the branch secretary can only kick this disgraceful thing out of the house!"
"Oh, my goodness, it turns out he's not dead, he ran away and got married."
"What a talent!"
"Lucky!"
“…”
Song Desheng knelt on the ground and clenched his fists.
If he had not knelt on the ground and begged his father-in-law and mother-in-law for help, the military would have sent him to prison.
Jiang Wanyue is so vicious!
His biological parents didn't even treat him as their son!
He fell into this situation all thanks to Jiang Wanyue and his parents!
But he had no choice!
He has done something that is outrageous to both humans and gods, so he must admit his mistake, otherwise, his spine will be broken.
Tang Man said, "Dad, Desheng lost his memory at that time. He didn't remember that he had a wife and children..."
"Don't call me dad."
Song Dahai looked up and saw the Song family members coming, and immediately invited them in.
The clan leader opened the family tree and slowly blacked out the three words "Song Desheng" in front of everyone.
Song Desheng knelt down and kowtowed: "Dad and Mom, I am an unfilial son. When you forgive me one day, I will definitely take on the responsibilities I should bear!"
"Father and mother still have the three of us, it's not your turn!" Song De said coldly, "You are not worthy of being our brother, take that wild woman out there and get out!"
Tang Man bit her lip in humiliation.
She is a flower in the art troupe, not a wild woman!
But she couldn't get rid of these vulgar country people!
She held Song Desheng's hand.
This man chose her between her and her parents, so she would stand firmly by his side.
Jiang Wanyue took out a piece of paper from the cloth bag. It was a marriage certificate from this era. She said calmly, "Since you're back, let's get these things done together."
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