This son and father are both from the Tang family, so it doesn't matter which side they go!
Who would have thought that Tang's mother was so clear about the distinction and didn't even want to keep them!
The two of them looked at each other, and their faces didn't look good.
Seeing that Tang's mother had walked out of the door, they felt it was inappropriate to stay in other people's yard any longer, so they followed her out angrily and headed towards Li Jinhua's house.
Li Jinhua knew that Old Lady Li and Mrs. Li were coming to visit relatives today, and she had been feeling depressed for the past two days.
Not to mention that if they came, she would have to spend a lot of meat and food. Just looking at her mother and sister-in-law's thoughts, she could almost foresee that she would most likely be in big trouble today.
Tang's mother brought Old Lady Li and her family to Li Jinhua, exchanged a few words with them, and then returned home.
The Li family was well-known in the nearby villages for their love of taking advantage of others, and she couldn't get along with them.
Although Lan Guoer did not leave the house, she could see the situation outside clearly through the window.
Seeing Tang's mother come back, she casually asked, "Is it my sister-in-law's family coming to visit relatives?"
"The Li family is so stingy! They're willing to give sausages and rice cakes to relatives when they visit them? They're lucky they don't take anything away from them!"
Tang's mother curled her lips and said, "I think he's probably up to something bad!"
Lan Guoer thought of Li Qinglian's look just now, and glanced into the house stealthily, as if she was investigating something.
She thought for a moment and asked, "Mom, do you think my eldest sister-in-law's niece is still thinking about my third uncle and hasn't given up on him?"
Tang's mother was startled, as if she had thought of something! Before her butt was even warm, she got off the kang again.
"I have to go and tell them not to let your third uncle fall prey to the schemes of the Li family again!"
The little ones have been addicted to making clay figures these days. After breakfast, they took San Ye’s hand and went to the old trench.
When Tang Zhan heard the little ones say that the soil in the trench was frozen solid and difficult to dig, he picked up a hoe and followed them.
In town.
Dong Miao heard from Li Jinhua before the New Year that Lan Guoer would return to the village to celebrate the New Year this year.
In the past two years, she has used Lan Guoer's drawings to develop hundreds of sewing workers.
The clothes produced were not only sold in the town, but were also sold to the county and even the city through the black market!
Today, although she is still an inconspicuous salesperson in the supply and marketing cooperative, she is in charge of the livelihoods of hundreds of people in private, and has become one of the few people with an annual income of ten thousand yuan in this era.
The three sisters-in-law of Old Tang's family are just three of the hundreds of people she has.
And Lan Guoer's blueprint is no ordinary thing! It is the treasure that makes her rich and leads her to the pinnacle of life!
Because the clothes they produced were novel in style, clothing factories in big cities all copied her styles.
As a small business owner who ran secretly, she didn't dare to compete with the regular large manufacturers, so she could only keep changing the styles.
By the end of last year, she had already used up almost all the drawings that Lan Guoer had left behind! Recently, it was time to prepare for spring wear, and her partners in the black market had been waiting for her spring clothing styles, but where did she find any new styles?
In desperation, she had someone try to draw some designs, but the styles she designed were either too conservative or too fancy. They were no match for Lan Guoer's designs, which were novel and elegant, and looked very luxurious at first glance.
Now, she placed all her hopes on Lan Guoer and waited for Lan Guoer to come to her.
But it was already the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and no one had come. Dong Miao became more and more anxious, and decided to go to Xiachuan Village by himself.
The last time Dong Miao came to Xiachuan Village was two years ago.
In the past two years, the Tang family has been sending the finished clothes to the town. She was too busy receiving the goods every day, so she never came again.
She still had some impression of the way here, but once she entered the village, she was confused! How did the old Tang family get here?
She pushed the cart, looking around as she walked, hoping to find a villager to ask for the location.
After walking a few steps, I saw two men digging a hole in the old trench, surrounded by three chubby little babies.
Because they were far away, Dong Miao couldn't see the faces of the people clearly.
"Hey, brothers, I want to ask you something...ah!"
Dong Miao shouted as he moved towards the old trench, but he accidentally stepped on the ice.
She and the car rolled over.
Tang Zhan and the Third Master heard the sound and just looked over here, they saw her father falling down.
This old trench had been dug at some point, and it was at least six or seven meters deep! Fortunately, there was a slope at the edge, so Dong Miao stumbled and rolled to the bottom.
Seeing that she had fallen badly, Tang Zhan and the Third Master rushed over together.
"Is it you?"
Although they hadn't seen each other for more than two years, Tang Zhan recognized Dong Miao at a glance due to his job.
"Ouch!"
Dong Miao remembered who Tang Zhan was when he asked her that! She tried to stand up with her hands on the ground, but she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her waist, so painful that she broke out in a sweat.
"I might have twisted my waist!" She looked at Tang Zhan, "I came here just to go to your house to look for Guo'er, but I didn't expect to turn around when I got to the village! Now, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to push me over."
Seeing that she was an acquaintance and came to his home, Tang Zhan couldn't ignore her.
He picked up the fallen bicycle and thought about pushing her back.
But unexpectedly, the bicycle chain was broken and hung down with a clanging sound.
Tang Zhan glanced at the broken chain and frowned, "This bike can't be ridden anymore! Otherwise..."
Tang Zhan said as he looked at Third Master, "Otherwise... Third Uncle... could you carry her back?"
Tang Zhan felt somewhat guilty when he said this.
But he still remembers his young wife's teachings to this day, and must not give any woman the chance to get close to him!
I thought to myself that I could only inconvenience my third uncle for now!
Since he doesn't have a wife, he shouldn't have this psychological burden.
The Third Master's eyes flashed and he glared at him fiercely!
Then his eyes turned, and he thought of something, and sighed, "Forget it, I'll just carry it on my back! Just think of it as my little Guo'er's fault!"
Tang Zhan didn't expect that he and the Third Master would have more and more tacit understanding!
He chuckled and returned the old man a standard military salute, then bent down to help Dong Miao up and placed him on the back of the Third Master.
At this time, Tang's mother happened to walk over. Seeing the situation, she understood roughly what was happening. She pushed the bicycle with a broken chain forward and followed the Third Master home.
The little guys were halfway through their play and were reluctant to leave, so Tang Zhan stayed to continue digging with them.
"Auntie, is Guo'er at home?"
On the way, Dong Miao did not forget to ask about Lan Guoer's situation! That was her God of Wealth!
“Here I am, here I am!”
Tang's mother looked at the bloody marks on her face and scolded her,
"Hey kid, why didn't you tell me before you came home? I could have someone at home greet you at the village entrance so you wouldn't have to suffer this!"
Tang's mother didn't know what Dong Miao was doing secretly. Seeing that her family members were making money with her, she naturally treated her with more courtesy.
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