On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

"you……"

Song Tingfeng gritted her teeth and glared at Chen Bin, so angry that she almost exploded on the spot.

"Okay, I won't ride in your car anymore! I really thought the world wouldn't change without you, Chen Bin, and you're not the only one who has motorcycles..."

"Sister-in-law Huang, then I'll go first."

As soon as Song Tingfeng stood on the ground, Chen Bin hit the gas pedal and rode away on the motorcycle.

Seeing that Chen Bin was getting farther and farther away on the motorcycle, Song Tingfeng finally panicked, and couldn't care less about yelling shamelessly.

"Chen Bin! Chen Bin, come back!"

Chen Bin stopped the motorcycle slowly, turned his head, and smiled uncomfortably.

"Sister-in-law Huang, what's the matter?"

Song Tingfeng stomped a few times on the spot, "10 yuan is 10 yuan! You come back!"

"okay!"

After charging 10 yuan for the fare, Chen Bin drove Song Tingfeng to the door of his house on a motorcycle.

When getting out of the car, Song Tingfeng couldn't help but run on Chen Bin angrily.

"My surname is Chen, how did I offend you? Are you such a cheater!?"

Chen Bin still had a smile on his face, "How can it be, Mrs. Huang, the price of gasoline has increased, so the fare will naturally increase accordingly."

"You're lying! Can the price of gasoline go up so much?"

"It won't be the Chinese New Year soon. It's expensive. There's nothing I can do. Mrs. Huang San, I won't chat with you if I have something else to do."

After finishing speaking, Chen Bin slammed the accelerator, and the motorcycle shot forward like an arrow.

Song Tingfeng couldn't dodge in time, and was sprayed with exhaust gas, so angry that she scolded her mother.

Chen Bin came to the gate of the station where he usually solicits customers, greeted several motorcycle drivers who were waiting for business, and finally parked the car next to the motorcycle driver who took Song Tingfeng to Huang's house in the morning.

The other party looked at him strangely, "It's so late, I thought you weren't coming."

"Come, why not come."

Chen Bin took out his wallet while answering, counted one five and handed it to the other party.

The other party hesitated and didn't answer, "If you don't mind it, just treat me as unlucky, that stinky bitch, I won't pick her up in the future."

"Don't, I've been waiting for several hours to help you get the money back. Take it."

The other party took the money, a little embarrassed, "Then, thank you, I will treat you to dinner another day."

"It's easy to say."

The driver of the motorcycle picked up the money and asked Chen Bin curiously, "How did you get the money back? That wicked woman is so fierce that I can't do it."

Chen Bin smiled, "To deal with shameless people, you just need to be more shameless than her..."

In the morning, the reason why Chen Bin was able to persuade the motorcycle driver to leave was because he promised that he would help the other party recover the undercharged car money.

Taking advantage of Song Tingfeng's visit to Huang's house, Chen Bin greeted Xiacun and Shangcun, as well as those with motorcycles at home, and told them not to drag Song Tingfeng back to town.

Chen Bin is very popular, he is willing to lend a hand to help anyone with any problems, and everyone is naturally willing to sell him a face.

After throwing Song Tingfeng on the road in the morning, Chen Bin did not go far, but waited on a slope four or five miles away from Xiacun.

This slope is the first slope to the town. It is two to three hundred meters high, and the whole journey is about two or three miles.

Song Tingfeng was wearing leather shoes, climbing this slope would definitely be difficult.

But Chen Bin didn't expect that Song Tingfeng was less useful than he thought, and he couldn't walk before reaching the broken place, so he had to ride back and pretend to meet by chance on the road.

Although the work was delayed for half a day, Chen Bin was very pleased with himself.

Teasing Song Tingfeng, on the surface, was to seek justice for his colleagues, but in fact, he was secretly trying to vent his anger on Huang Zhiqiu's behalf.

He has liked Huang Zhiqiu for quite a long time. Although the two of them usually don't have much contact with each other, he has been paying attention to each other overtly and secretly.

Whenever Huang Zhiqiu wears new clothes and shoes, or cuts his hair, he will notice it.

Every time, as long as I see Huang Zhiqiu from a distance, my heart will be beautiful for several days.

It won't be long before he will always find that those new clothes and shoes worn by Huang Zhiqiu will appear on Song Tingfeng's body and feet.

At first he didn't think much of it, he just thought it was a coincidence.

It wasn't until some time ago that I overheard the women in the village gossiping, and realized that Song Tingfeng often took advantage of Huang Zhiqiu's sister-in-law, and secretly felt dissatisfied with Song Tingfeng in his heart.

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"Mom, give me five cents, I want to buy cotton candy!"

As soon as he got home from school, Huang Jin pestered Song Tingfeng for pocket money without even putting down his schoolbag.

Song Tingfeng usually dotes on her son, and she would be satisfied if she wanted to eat a snack for five cents.

But today she went to the countryside and got angry, and was brutally slaughtered by Chen Bin. There was nowhere to vent her anger. At this time, her son came to ask for money, so she didn't hit the gun.

"Snapped!"

The money didn't come, but he got a big slap in the face, and Jin Jin covered his face and cried out.

Huang Ying, who entered the door afterwards, saw this scene, and did not dare to say a word, nor did she dare to step forward.

But even if she even relaxed her breathing, she still didn't escape Song Tingfeng's scolding.

"Are you a dead wood? What are you doing there? Why don't you cook the rice and wait for the old lady to serve you, no one can worry about it!"

Huang Ying was so frightened that she quickly put down her schoolbag and went into the kitchen.

The daughter slipped away, and Song Tingfeng had nowhere to vent her anger, so she had to target her son.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know you're crying, you're crying! I owe you something, right? You know you want money when you open your mouth and shut your mouth. Get the hell out of here, and you'll be upset when you see it!"

The 8-year-old child didn't understand what he did wrong at all, and was beaten and scolded, so he could only express his dissatisfaction and grievance by crying loudly.

After Song Tingfeng got angry, seeing his son crying sadly, he pulled his son to him in front of him to comfort him.

"Okay, don't cry, it's cotton candy, I'll take you to buy it."

Only then did Huang Jin stop crying, sobbing and wiping the tears on his face with the back of his hand.

After buying marshmallows, Song Tingfeng stopped by to buy vegetables.

On the way home after buying some vegetables, I happened to meet Huang Jianye who was returning home from work.

Seeing her and his son, Huang Jianye approached cheerfully, "Daughter-in-law, what delicious food did you buy?"

"What a delicious fart!"

Huang Jianye was stunned by the scolding, "Daughter-in-law, what's wrong, who messed with you?"

"Your mother messed with me!"

Huang Jianye didn't dare to provoke the angry tigress, so he went to tease his son instead.

"Jin Yuanbao, is cotton candy sweet?"

"Well, sweet."

"How sweet? Give your dad a taste."

Jin nodded, held up the marshmallow in his hand and handed it to his father.

Huang Jianye didn't open his mouth to bite, but stretched out his hand to roll off the whole snow-white and soft marshmallow, squeezed it into a ball the size of a pigeon egg, and stuffed it into his mouth whole.

The whole process took only two or three seconds, and when Jin Jin reacted, there was only a bare bamboo stick left in the cotton candy in his hand.

"Wow!"

Seeing her husband making her son cry, Song Tingfeng was so angry that he kicked him.

"My old lady finally coaxed him well, but you made him cry again!"