Song Wenhua walked up to Jiang Xue and lowered his voice:

"Xiaoxue, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"let her go!"

"She is my mother! How can I drive her away? Isn't that unfilial?"

"Then let me go! I'll go back to the educated youth spot!"

Jiang Xue has been living in dire straits for the past two days. Mother Song has made trouble several times a day just to get money from her.

The first time I picked out twenty yuan, I thought she was easy to talk to, so I wanted to pick her up again and again.

She is not a fool!

These few times, she allowed Mother Song to make trouble without giving a penny, but Mother Song came to make a big show today, and even arranged nonsense for herself.

The purpose is to get money from her!

It really pissed her off.

"If you let her stay, we will divorce!" Jiang Xue was also anxious, and her face was still burning with pain.

There is also a small patch of baldness on the top of my head.

She was so stunned!

When Song Wenhua heard this, his legs went weak. How could he have money to live if he was divorced?

"Why don't you give her three hundred yuan and send her away?"

Jiang Xue sneered, but tried to keep her voice low. She knew there were some things she couldn’t let outsiders know:

"Do you think my family can open a bank? I can easily withdraw three hundred?"

"And you, my uncle introduced you a job, why didn't you work hard and got a leg up instead?"

She fell in love with Song Wenhua, and it was indeed love at first sight on the train.

But, in the end, there was another reason why she refused to marry Song Wenhua despite huge pressure.

The reason is:

Before, she had a dream. In the dream, Song Wenhua became the richest man in Hecheng, making all the changes in Hecheng. No one knew about it, and even the dignitaries paid him three respects.

She is a little disappointed with the current Song Wenhua!

"Xiaoxue, I'm sorry, then give my mother a hundred yuan! Send her away."

"Xiaoxue, at Ruan's place, I really want to seize the supply of goods and set up my own business. The purpose is to let you live a good life, but I can't beat them. I have no choice. I'm not here for us.

For the sake of the future, I don’t want you and your children to suffer any injustice!”

Jiang Xue thought for a while and said:

"I'll lend you a hundred dollars to your mother, and you let her leave tomorrow."

She still hopes that Song Wenhua can become the big man in her dream who can move the wind and rain, and then she can also enjoy the blessings!

Tsk tsk!

Fu Qiuyu sighed twice!

No wonder the male protagonist of this book has such a great halo!

It turns out that Song Wenhua, a man's mouth, smeared with deadly poisonous honey, is the best at deceiving others!

When Song Wenhua heard Jiang Xue relax, he quickly squeezed her hand and whispered:

"I'll come two more times in the evening to make sure you're comfortable."

Jiang Xue blushed and turned away.

He is always very fast, and he is done before he even notices the taste.

and,

That thing about him is indeed a bit dark.

Last time, she got up in the middle of the night, lifted the quilt, and took a peek.

My heart felt a little cold at that time,

That thing was really black, like the tiniest black radish stick.

The voices of Jiang Xue and his wife were low, and the people around them could only hear them mumbling about what they said specifically, but they couldn't hear them clearly!

However, it can be seen that

Black Carrot should have coaxed the mother-in-law into good health.

The old lady was even shy.

Probably, Black Carrot Lady compromised.

Song Wenhua walked up to Mother Song, muttered for a while, then got up from the ground, clapped his hands, and entered the house with his head held high.

The melon is over!

This made the melon-eating crowd still unsatisfied.

Is this a compromise?

Is this the end?

So boring!

Fu Qiuyu had a good ear, so he listened to everything they whispered behind him, and climbed down first along the stick.

Jiang Xue insisted on falling into the fire pit, and I couldn't control it.

She laughed at Jiang Xueque for being so mean-spirited,

What can you do about the trivial matter on the kang?

He can support himself with firewood, rice, oil and salt, but he can still resolve the war between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

I'm afraid none of them can resolve it.

This is just a temporary reconciliation on the surface!

One hundred dollars!

Haha, this Mother Song is really a troublemaker!

When Fu Qiuyu was halfway up the stick,

I heard Song Wenhua in the room, helping Song's mother to sit on a chair, whispering:

"Wenhua, I've seen that girl before. She's so fair and dewy, and she's so charming!"

"She asked this bitch's friend to lead me the way to your house!"

"Now you have to learn how to ride a donkey and find a donkey!"

"When I find a new home, I'll dump this bitch Jiang Xue!"

"Jiang Xue, a bitch, the material of her clothes cannot be compared with that little girl. That little girl must have a good family background, so you have to keep an eye on her. If she is willing, you can kick Jiang Xue quickly!"

"At that time, you can also help your brother!"

"If that little girl doesn't agree, you can cook the rice before you make it. See if she's still pretentious!"

"Do you think that girl has big eyes, speaks in a soft voice, and bends her eyes whenever she speaks? Did she wear a light blue coat today?" Song Wenhua immediately thought of Fu Qiuyu today.

"Yes, do you know her?"

"Her name is Fu Qiuyu."

"You slept with her, so she still doesn't listen to you in everything. Look at Jiang Xue, did you sleep with her and she is now obedient to you?" Mrs. Song's sinister triangular eyes showed a kind of expression.

vicious.

This Jiang Xue still has no money.

No matter how hard I try, I can’t get it out!

She didn't want her son to want Jiang Xue.

Song Wenhua touched his chin, thinking of Fu Qiuyu's peach-flower-like face and his eyes full of spring and looking forward to autumn, and his heart couldn't help but surge.

Fu Qiuyu listened, this mother and son were plotting against him!

Damn it!

If I hadn't dealt with this bitchy mother and son tonight, I wouldn't be named Gu!

The melon-eating crowd dispersed.

The three of them walked back, Du Zhaodi frowned and said:

"The three of them must have reached an agreement, so they stopped fighting."

Fu Qiuyu raised his thumb and praised, "Awesome!"
To be continued...