Yang Lina raised her lips and said, "Sister-in-law Liu, look at how beautiful you are, but my man is lame, so stop joking.
Besides, we haven't left yet.
Even if we divorce, I guess there will be no chance for you."
This means that you can stay wherever it is cool.
"That is."
Liu Cui didn't understand what Yang Lina meant, so she raised her head, touched her hair sheepishly, and followed Yang Lina.
"Sister Yang, let me tell you, that old woman in your family is very evil-minded.
When you separated, I didn't give you a penny.
Do you know that when your man injured his leg in the factory, I heard that the factory compensated your man several hundred yuan. When you have time, go and ask, so that you can get the money back to treat your man's leg.
, we can’t let him limp for the rest of his life, right?”
When Liu Cui heard Yang Lina praising herself, she was not like before when she said her face was pockmarked and her facial features were abnormal when they met.
Yang Lina thought, even if it is true, what does it have to do with her?
That was Li Jingming's pre-marital property, and it was also compensation. He could give it to whomever he liked, and it had nothing to do with him at all.
If the original owner found out about this, he would probably cause a big fuss for three days and three nights and would never give up until the money was found.
However, Liu Cui was right in saying that Li Jingming's leg needs to be cured.
As for how to treat it, that's another story.
But later, with the help and company of Yang Lina, Li Jingming's leg was really cured.
However, this is all for later.
"Sister Liu, I know you are a kind-hearted person. Thank you for your kind reminder. However, this is Li Jingming's pre-marital property. He has full control over it and has nothing to do with me."
The words sounded like compliments, but made Liu Cui feel awkward.
What is premarital property?
Also, I have a pockmarked face. Is this beautiful?
Yang Lina wanted to reprimand her, first she asked them to divorce, and then she chewed Wang Ying's tongue, which was just looking for a way out.
When Liu Cui realized that Yang Lina was mocking him, only Yang Lina's back was left in the distance.
Well, you Fatty Yang, if you dare to go around the corner and scold me, I will remind you first. I won’t call you Liu Cui if I don’t make you look bad.
Liu Cui stared at the thick back and thought angrily.
I walked around the market and found that if I wanted a factory or a company, I would be left with hard labor, carrying bags of cement or moving bricks. I would definitely not be able to do this job.
Yang Lina observed that there were more than a dozen villages living around this market, and almost all of these people went to the market. She could not afford to open a vegetable and fruit stall, and only had a bare dozen yuan in her hand.
Besides, I don’t have a three-wheeled bicycle at home to help me haul cargo.
She doesn't even know where the channels for getting goods are.
Thinking of this, Yang Lina was like a frustrated rubber ball, her shoulders trembling.
"Well, you bastard, you're just short on weight at ordinary times, but at the critical moment you put so much water in it, are you deliberately weighing it down?"
Yang Lina was dejected and didn't buy anything. She wandered randomly on the street. When she passed by a tofu stall, she was crowded with people.
A large group of people stood there as if watching a joke.
"Look, this tofu is so tender, how can it be called a weighing scale? Everyone, you can judge it."
The one who spoke was Wang San. A villager ordered thirty kilograms of tofu in front of Wang San. Wang San was short of two pounds and did not drain the tofu. The family became anxious and stood on the street to discuss the matter with Wang San.
Then there was a quarrel.
"Wang San, you are really unkind. Your family is the only tofu maker in the whole street. You don't take your business seriously. If someone else sells tofu, your business will probably be ruined."
Is Wang San the only one selling tofu on the whole street?