If this life continues, Yang Yujuan feels that she can still accept it and will not have any thoughts.
"I'm not very hungry." Yang Yujuan shook her head and went to the kitchen to fill herself with soup and rice.
"What time will Zhicheng come back? Will he go home for dinner after grading his homework?" Liang Ping asked in a low voice.
Yang Yujuan shook her head: "He said he ate fast food at school and then continued to correct his homework."
Liang Ping was relieved when she heard that Mo Zhicheng had fast food at school. "Thankfully you are at home, otherwise we wouldn't know what to do."
Yang Yujuan nodded secretly. Fortunately, she did not go to the movies with Liu Weiguang tonight, otherwise there would be no one at home to take care of the elderly and children.
After Liang Ping finished eating, she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Yang Yujuan asked Liang Ping to put down the dishes and chopsticks, and she would just wash them later.
But Liang Ping shook her head and continued to wash the dishes, and asked Mo Li to bring the dishes to her to wash.
Yang Yujuan tried to persuade her twice more, but Liang Ping didn't agree, so she had to give up.
Yang Yujuan also knew that in a situation like Liang Ping's, it would be good for her to move more sometimes, so she asked Liang Ping to wash the dishes.
At this time, Yang Yujuan felt that there was an indescribable warmth in this home, which made her nostalgic.
In the past, Liang Ping often pushed her to do housework, and she complained, so it was easy for her to have conflicts with Liang Ping.
If it had been like this before, maybe she and Liang Ping wouldn't be able to quarrel, life would have become more colorful, and she and Mo Zhicheng wouldn't have reached this point.
But is there any regret medicine in this world? There is definitely not.
At this time, Yang Yujuan was in a hesitant stage and didn't know what to do.
Compared with Mo Zhicheng and Liu Weiguang, after hearing so many people talking about Liu Weiguang's benefits, it seems that Liu Weiguang is even better than Mo Zhicheng.
Yang Yujuan thought about taking it one step at a time. When Mo Yu graduated from junior high school and went to high school, she would then think about her own affairs.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Mo Zhicheng dragged his exhausted body back home.
Liang Ping and the child were asleep. When he entered his room, Yang Yujuan on the bed asked softly: "Why is it so late?"
Fortunately, she is at home. If she works the night shift, she may not be able to take care of Liang Ping and her children. What will they do then?
Mo Zhicheng said sheepishly: "There are not many people correcting the test papers today, so we have to spend a lot of time."
"Isn't it corrected according to the planned number of people? Is there a teacher who doesn't come to correct the homework?" Yang Yujuan was surprised when she heard it.
"Yes, some teachers have family matters, so they asked for leave," Mo Zhicheng said.
Some fifth-grade teachers said they were not free, so they asked for leave and refused to come.
After all, the school did not tell the teacher about the corrected test papers. The sixth-grade teacher has his own work to do, and there is no shirk.
But fifth grade teachers are different. Some people have their own little Jiujiu in their hearts.
For example, Huang Mingjiao said that she had a family emergency and couldn't come if she asked for leave.
Anyway, it is useless to change the test paper. It is thankless and has no benefit.
Therefore, with fewer fifth graders coming, Mo Zhicheng and the others have to shoulder the work of those people, which also takes more time.
When Yang Yujuan heard what Mo Zhicheng said, she couldn't help but get angry. "Can't you just ask for leave and say there's something going on at home? If I work the night shift tonight, what will happen to the child?"
"You didn't work the night shift," Mo Zhicheng said sarcastically.
Yang Yujuan didn't want to talk to Mo Zhicheng and wanted to get out of bed to use the toilet.
But when he just passed by Mo Zhicheng, he was just getting his clothes and wanted to take a shower, when he turned around and bumped into Yang Yujuan.
"Hmm." Yang Yujuan called softly and was knocked down by Mo Zhicheng.
Seeing that she was about to fall, Mo Zhicheng reached out to hold her and held her in his arms.
"Let go." Yang Yujuan became anxious when she saw Mo Zhicheng holding her.
"I didn't mean it." Mo Zhicheng explained and let go.
The familiar feeling on his hand made him unable to put it down.
"Humph." Yang Yujuan blushed, gave Mo Zhicheng a white look, and walked outside.
In the afternoon, Lin Shanfeng and his wife packed up the fast food restaurant, closed the door, and went home to rest.
When they passed the old street, they saw Deng Xiaoying still setting up a stall on the street, with some vegetables on it.
Song Liang happened to drive his electric car over and parked beside Deng Xiaoying: "You go back to eat, I'll look after the stalls here."
"You just got off work, so you should go back to eat quickly and come over and replace me then." Deng Xiaoying said.
But Song Liang refused and asked Deng Xiaoying to go back for dinner.
Seeing this, Deng Xiaoying had to pack her things and prepare to go back.
Zhou Fang whispered to Lin Shanfeng: "We'd better help them, their vegetables are pretty good anyway."
Lin Shanfeng deliberately said loudly: "I don't know where they get their vegetables from. What if something goes wrong if they are not hygienic?"
"You're talking nonsense. Our vegetables have always been very hygienic and we all eat them." Deng Xiaoying turned her head angrily.
Lin Shanfeng always looked down on their family and always laughed at them.
Last time something happened to Lin Heng, Deng Xiaoying had comforted Zhou Fang. Unexpectedly, they would now turn around and accuse her family.
These vegetable vendors dare to eat the vegetables they sell, which proves that there is nothing wrong with the vegetables.
Lin Shanfeng continued to sneer: "That's the habit of rural people like you. Poor people must have whatever they want to eat. How can you be so particular about it?"
"Can you please stop talking about us like that?" Song Liang was a little angry and stared at Lin Shanfeng.
"Oh, what do you want? Do you want to hit me?" Lin Shanfeng pointed his index finger at Song Liang, "You people from the countryside still dare to be so arrogant? Believe it or not, I will find someone to drive you out of Xiangyang Apartment?"
Xiangyang Apartment is actually a place where the sun doesn't shine much, so it was named this.
If the house in Xiangyang Apartment can see the sun, it is a high-quality house, and Lin Shanfeng's house falls into this category. It has three bedrooms and two living rooms and can see the sun. This is one of the reasons why Lin Shanfeng has always been proud in front of Song Liang and the others.
"Don't bully others too much. God is watching what people do, be careful and there will be retribution." Deng Xiaoying jumped up angrily.
"I just bully you poor people in the countryside, so what? What can you do to me?" Lin Shanfeng glanced at Song Liang and his wife arrogantly.
Seeing that Lin Shanfeng was still quarreling with Deng Xiaoying, Zhou Fang hurriedly pulled him: "Okay, let's go home and rest. Stop arguing."
"They dare to say this about me. What retribution will I have? I think you will get your retribution soon." Lin Shanfeng shouted angrily, "I will definitely make you look good, and I will definitely ask someone to deal with you."
Although Lin Shanfeng didn't know any capable people in this city, in front of rural people like Deng Xiaoying, he had to say that he was powerful no matter what, so as to scare them and not let them become arrogant in front of him.
They, the city people, are a bit higher than Song Liang and the others from the countryside.
When Song Liang and the others saw him, they must be humble.
