Chapter 255 Dreaming!
Ye Hua returned to the dormitory. Fang Peizhong was going to marry Liu Hongmei, so the production team naturally arranged a new house for them.
Two people living together naturally cannot live like other educated youth, and it would be inappropriate to sleep in separate dormitories.
The new house is only one and a half rooms, and there is still the same earthen kang in the room, but there is basically no stuff in it.
Even if Ye Hua racked his brains, he couldn't come up with much money.
It is of course impossible to buy anything, but looking at the dilapidated house, I feel sad.
My son is going to start a family and build a career in a place like this.
Ye Hua was unwilling to give in.
When I thought about Jiang Xiaoxiao's current appearance, I felt even more angry.
The clothes that dead girl was wearing were made of really cool material, and she looked so white and plump.
Compared with his own son, his son is no different from an old farmer in the country, while she is just like a pampered girl in the city.
Why?
This daughter was born to be her unlucky self.
Ye Hua gritted his teeth, thinking that he should never have given birth to the child.
It’s all Fang Zhiyuan’s fault.
Alas, it's too late to say anything.
What can I say.
Liu Hongmei came in and said, "Mom, let's go eat. If you're tired, I'll bring it to you."
This is my future mother-in-law, so it's right to curry favor with her.
Ye Hua looked at Liu Hongmei with a cold face, and was extremely unwilling.
The mother agreed reluctantly.
"Okay, stop carrying it. I'll follow you to eat."
There's not even a kang table in this room. When other people get married, there's always some things in the house, but it's also not easy for my son to get married.
I can't even afford to buy anything.
It’s all because of that damn Jiang Xiaoxiao. Why did they have to get married?
As a result of her marriage, she lost two watches.
If Ye Hua knew that this watch was given to Jiang Xiaoxiao, she would never buy that women's watch.
Does Fang Xiaohui know that Jiang Xiaoxiao is also going to marry someone from the Song family, but she just doesn't tell herself?
This is an ungrateful child. This daughter is of no use at all.
I'm so sorry that I raised her for so many years and gave her a wealthy life.
Now that he has attached himself to the Song family, he thinks he is so powerful and they control him everywhere.
On weekdays, I treat my future mother-in-law much better than I treat my own mother.
She is not at home all day long. She either lives in the dormitory or goes to the Song family to curry favor with her mother-in-law.
This time, she spread false information to me. If Fang Xiaohui had told me that it was Jiang Xiaoxiao who married Mr. Song’s grandson, I wouldn’t have been caught off guard.
Ye Hua didn't want to stay in this room now. He felt suffocated just by looking at it.
Liu Hongmei curled her lips.
It doesn’t matter if it saves her face. As long as she marries Fang Peizhong, her goal will be achieved.
As for whether Ye Huagao was unhappy or not, that was not within her consideration.
Ye Hua thought that he and Fang Peizhong were smart and he was not stupid either.
Let’s see who is better.
Doesn’t Fang Peizhong still want to marry me?
The two men came to their cafeteria.
A big pot of food, a hodgepodge of stew, eggplant, beans, potatoes, vermicelli, and nothing else, as they have not yet reached the autumn harvest.
It’s still steamed corn bread and cornmeal porridge.
Ye Hua held his breath and poked the food in the bowl with chopsticks.
"Zhang Chaoyang, I heard that Song Moting and his team made a fortune this time. They actually grew ginseng in the forest. I heard that each person got at least several hundred yuan. A few days ago, someone saw a dealer collecting mountain products at the forest farm, and saw two large trucks full of them."
Ye Hua’s ears pointed up.
Song Mo Ting? !
Isn’t that Mr. Song’s grandson?
Zhang Chaoyang was also unhappy. He had always regarded Song Moting as his rival, but now he was left far behind.
"It's fake, right? How is it possible? Who can grow ginseng in those woodlands? Can you? Or can you? None of us can do it. Could it be that Song Moting is better than us? We all come from the same compound. We all know each other! Someone must have spread fake news."
"No, Zhang Chaoyang, my mother wrote to me and said that people from the same team as Song Moting had all sent money back home. The remittance slip contained several hundred yuan. The news spread throughout the compound, and those families were as happy as if it was Chinese New Year.
The postman doesn’t lie.”
This kind of thing really can't be hidden.
Everyone who sent money put a lot of thought into it. On the surface, they sent remittance slips, but secretly they sent packages. Among the various local specialties was an inconspicuous small package with clothes on the outside. It looked inconspicuous, but in fact, they had already done something secret.
I also sent a telegram for my family to check.
In fact, they were worried at first! But they were also worried about keeping the package with them, and they were also worried about the remittance slip. In the end, they compromised and came up with this idea, just in case the package was lost.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly and everyone in the family received it.
"Really? That's impossible."
Zhang Chaoyang himself didn’t figure it out either, they are all the same.
Song Moting has nothing more than him.
How to grow ginseng?
It's really weird.
"Big brother, my mother wrote to me and asked me what was wrong and why I didn't send money home. I was speechless. We don't have any forest land, let alone ginseng. I am very poor. When can we get money? The family is short of money."
"Exactly. Compared to them, I am ashamed. If I had known earlier, I should have followed Song Moting. At least I could have made some money. Now I have no money and no food."
Some people complained.
After all, Zhang Chaoyang had spoken well to many people at the beginning and guaranteed that everyone would live a good life.
I don’t see any good days now.
I was also tempted by the few hundred dollars they gave me.
Who doesn’t want money?
There is a severe shortage of them all.
Now I can't even afford to smoke.
One by one, they have learned from the old people on the farm to buy tobacco leaves and roll their own cigarettes.
But the taste is really not good.
Zhang Chaoyang threw down his chopsticks and slammed the table.
"Whoever wants to go to Song Moting should leave immediately. I won't stop you, but think about it yourself. Why does he want you now? Fence-sitters will not have a good ending."
After shouting, Zhang Chaoyang strode away.
Ye Hua's heart moved, so much money!
Does that mean Jiang Xiaoxiao also has a lot of money?
He felt regretful in his heart. If he had coaxed that damn girl, maybe his son's wedding wouldn't have been so shabby.
Fang Peizhong angrily threw down his chopsticks and went back to his room to lie down.
It just so happened that Song Moting's small group became rich and implemented the household contract responsibility system as agreed.
It's not their turn to share the money now.
How come Jiang Xiaoxiao is so lucky?
You can also get some money if you go to a forest farm.
Liu Hongmei watched Ye Hua hurriedly coaxing her son while she ate contentedly.
Anyway, she's not the one who's anxious.
Love is how it is.
She finally understood that Fang Peizhong was just an embroidered pillow that looked good but was useless.
In terms of intelligence, he is not as good as Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao, and in terms of means, he is not even as good as the male educated youth in his own team.
Not to mention his physical strength, if Fang Peizhong didn't have a good family background, Liu Hongmei would have looked down on Fang Peizhong.
But what can I do? I already have a child.
For the sake of the children, I have no choice but to make do with it.
She just hoped that Ye Hua could bring Fang Peizhong back as soon as possible so that she and the child could go back together.
She didn't want to go back home because her parents quarreled every day and it made her headache.
Touch your belly.
This child came at a really bad time.
Ye Hua over there lifted the quilt.
Fang Peizhong jumped up, "What are you doing? Mom, are you done yet? I'm so fed up, leave me alone for a while."
Ye Hua sighed. Looking at her son who looked like his butt was burned by fire, she felt tired.
"Son, Jiang Xiaoxiao is getting married the day after tomorrow. Let's go to the wedding together."
Fang Peizhong's eyes widened. "Mom, you still want me to attend Jiang Xiaoxiao's wedding? If it weren't for her, would I be in this situation today? I won't go, even if you kill me, I won't go. I hate Jiang Xiaoxiao so much, and you still want me to attend her wedding. Dream on!"
Mom, you are my real mother?"
I feel angry.
(End of this chapter)
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