Rebirth In the College Entrance Examination: Making a Fortune with a Rough Man

  Chapter 14 14 hand in property

  The man shrugged indifferently and agreed.

  After finishing the matter, Cui Xue turned and left, not wanting to spend any more time with the man.

   I don’t know if it’s because of the medicine, but my face is so itchy that I always want to scratch it, but it hurts like **** when I touch it, and I’m very irritable.

  The man looked at Cui Xue's back and took a bite. When his face was not bad, he could barely see it, and there was some truth in pretending to be noble, so he was happy to tease her.

   Now his face is rotten into shit, the dog is not willing to look at it, and he is still arrogant in front of him, what the hell.

  The cold wind swept away, the man shivered all over, cursed and went back to the house.

  The old beggar stood up from the corner unsteadily, and walked out tremblingly.

  When Yuzhi of the Gubai Brigade woke up, the sky was drowsy, and the snowflakes were floating happily.

  The big kang under her body was hot, and her hands and feet were also warm. This kind of warmth seemed to only appear in her regretful dreams.

   My mind is a little dazed, and I can't tell what evening it is.

  Wang Xinfeng pushed the door open and came in, saw Yuzhi opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "I'm about to wake you up, it's almost five o'clock, if you go back to sleep, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night. Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

  Yuzhi raised her lips and shook her head with a smile: "It's not uncomfortable, thank you Mom."

  Wang Xinfeng stretched out his hand to touch the kang, only to be relieved that it was still hot: "Thank you, warm it under the quilt first, don't lift the quilt just after waking up, and catch a cold carefully. If you want to eat at night, mom will make it for you."

   "I want to eat whatever Mom cooks." Taking advantage of the trend, she rolled to Wang Xinfeng's hand and rubbed it.

  Wang Xinfeng was coaxed into elation: "Okay, mom will make pancakes for you tonight, we still have leeks at home, so we bake leek pancakes."

"good."

   "Then Zhizhi will get up again, go to the kitchen, move around, and wait for Xiaoman and Yezi to come back and eat."

  In winter, it gets dark early, and people can’t be seen around six o’clock.

  Mulberry Mulberry and his sister are in the fourth grade of elementary school in the commune. It takes an hour to walk from the commune to the brigade. Usually, after school at five o’clock, they can only get home after dark.

   "Got it, Da Zhuang hasn't come back yet?"

  Speaking of his son, Wang Xinfeng is hot: "Don't worry about that stupid thing, he just knows how to hang around outside. Anyway, he is a big man, and he can't be hungry or cold. Don't worry about Zhizhi."

  Yuzhi smiled helplessly. She could feel her deep love for her son from Wang Xinfeng. She responded and was ready to get up.

  Wang Xinfeng hurried into the kitchen, and the Erhe flour has been kneaded, whether it is noodles or pancakes.

  Yuzhi put on her clothes and went to the stove to light a fire for Wang Xinfeng. She didn't know how to do it before, but now she can do it with ease.

  Wang Xinfeng was still worried that the elm branch would smoke herself, but she didn't expect her to burn well.

   "When did Zhizhi learn it? It's really good. My Zhizhi is smart."

  Yuzhi smiled helplessly. No matter what she did, no matter whether she did it well or not, Wang Xinfeng would always praise her in surprise, as if she had really done something amazing, which was obviously something a three-year-old would do.

  Is she doing well?

not good at all.

  I haven’t done this at home before. Because of the work of my parents, I can hire a nanny at home. She has been taking care of the nanny and has never learned to cook, so from the beginning to the end, I don’t know anything about cooking.

  When he first came to the house, he was aloof, angry, and resentful. He didn't want to touch Lao Sang's house, so he wanted to cook by himself, but he almost burned the stove.

   Later, I felt guilty and dared not touch it again. I have been eating ready-made ones for these years.

In the years when she learned to cook or revenge in her previous life, she wanted to prove herself, to achieve her wish, to force herself to learn and to work hard. become.

   "Mom, I also learned how to cook. I'll cook it for you some other day. Can you see how my cooking is?"

  Wang Xinfeng was still dominated by Yuzhi's fear that she almost burned the kitchen. She didn't think deeply about when she learned to cook and whether she really knew how to cook.

  Wave your hands without even thinking about it: "No, your hands are not for these things. Mom does the cooking. Mom knows what you want. Tell Mom what you want to eat, and Mom will make it for you."

  Yuzhi sighed, Wang Xinfeng was afraid of tiring her, so she didn't need her to do anything, if it wasn't for the fact that her family members were not allowed to touch her things before, the clothes and house would be covered up, and she wouldn't be allowed to do any work.

  Of course, I was also afraid that she would spoil things.

  It’s useless to say more, someday Wang Xinfeng is not at home, she will do it secretly, and prove herself with facts.

  Mulberry, Mulberry, Sang Ye, Sang Dazhuang, father and son, walked home together in the last ray of light.

  Wang Xinfeng took a broom to sweep snow for the two children, and greeted the eighteen generations of Sang Dazhuang's ancestors, especially his dead ghost father.

  Sang Dazhuang silently felt his mother's love, and was already numb.

  Yuzhi covered her mouth for fun, and took a broom to sweep the snow for Sang Dazhuang.

   "Mom is worried about you. The snow is so heavy. You won't be home all afternoon. I don't know how many times Mom has said it."

  Sang Dazhuang doesn't believe it, his mother will say that he is probably showing his mother's love to him, don't think about anything else.

  Wang Xinfeng didn't believe it either. If someone else said this, she would be sprayed to the point that her body was bruised. What kind of **** did she say? Is she the one who is worried about her son?

   This is what the daughter-in-law said, so it's another matter.

Turning his eyes to Sang Dazhuang, he dragged Yu Zhi and the two children into the stove room: "Wash your hands and start dinner. It's a cold day. It's better to eat something warm. Little mulberries, leaves, take your shoes off the stove and roast them." , in case you don’t have to wear it tomorrow.”

   "Understood, grandma." The three grandparents were very busy.

  Yuzhi stood aside, her eyes fell on the shoes of the two children, then on the clothes, then Wang Xinfeng and Sang Dazhuang, and finally on herself.

  Her clothes are half-new and old, without a single patch, but Sang Dazhuang and the others patched layer after layer, and the thumbs of the shoes are exposed, and they are so torn that they can hardly hang on their feet.

   Ripples slowly appeared in the heart, and the pain became more and more painful. Afraid that Wang Xinfeng would notice the clue, he hurriedly lowered his head.

  Sang Dazhuang was standing at the door, his boss was in a lump, covering the kitchen door tightly.

  Where there are elm branches, no one else can be seen.

  Finding that Yu Zhi's face suddenly became ugly, he frowned slightly.

   Want to say something, but feel timid.

  In the past two days, Yuzhi's attitude towards him has changed drastically, but he is afraid, afraid that he will be destroyed if he is not careful, so even if Yuzhi is uncomfortable, he dare not comfort him unscrupulously, he is not qualified.

  Yuzhi didn’t suffer for a long time, took two deep breaths to adjust, everything will be fine, take your time, don’t worry.

   Dinner leek pancakes served with hot and sour soup, appetizing and warm.

  Yuzhi liked it, and ate two cakes and a bowl of soup, and was so full that he groaned.

  After the meal, the Mulberry brothers and sisters cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and then did their homework at the mouth of the stove. There was a fire in the hearth, which was brighter than an oil lamp.

  Sang Ye is impatient to do homework and read books, but she has a black-bellied brother, even if she has a high force value, she can't please her.

  Wang Xinfeng was also holding shoe soles in the mouth of the stove. Judging by the size, they were made for elm branches.

  Yuzhi was silent, and called Shang Sang Dazhuang back to his room.

  Sang Dazhuang tightened his breath, but when he saw Yuzhi's calm face, his heart felt cold, knowing that he was thinking too much, he followed behind Yuzhi with a little disappointment.

   As the two walked away, Wang Xinfeng secretly raised his eyelids and smiled obscenely.

  Mulberry Ye bit the pen, and leaned against the mulberry as if she had no bones: "Milk, the saliva is coming out."

  Wang Xinfeng hurriedly wiped it with his hands. There was no saliva, and he glared at Sang Ye: "Damn child, dare to make fun of grandma. Have you finished your homework? How long will it take?"

   "It's over, it's over, it's over."

  Mulberry took a look at Mulberry Ye's homework book. The big characters looked like they had been planed by a chicken, completely changed.

   Pushing Sang Ye away from him indifferently: "Rewrite."

Just as Sang Ye was about to howl, Wang Xinfeng quickly suppressed it: "Okay, okay, let's forget it tonight, and go back to the room to sleep after finishing writing, don't come out before dawn. Xiao Mo, are you afraid of sleeping alone tonight? How about spending the night before we get to the milk house?"

  Sang Ye raised her eyebrows, and approached Wang Xinfeng with a playful smile: "Grandma, why is my brother sleeping alone tonight? Where is my father? He doesn't sleep?"

   "Go, go, take care of yourself, go back to the house, it's a big deal for children."

  Sang Ye shrugged and walked back to the house.

   Don't think she doesn't understand, isn't she just going to share a room with that one.

   I don’t know if I’m happy or not, so I’m happy.

  Mulberry also understood, her eyes moved slightly, and she shook her head: "I'm not afraid, grandma, don't worry, the wood shed is also very warm."

   "Okay then, grandma will bring you a quilt. If you are cold, come to the nurse's room. Don't resist, you know?"

"knew."

   "Okay, go to bed early, go."

  Wang Xinfeng sent the two children to bed, and with a wretched smile, she went into the room.

While Yuzhi was rummaging through the cabinets in the house, the yard became quiet, and without thinking much, she took out the money ticket and handed it to Sang Dazhuang: "Take it, and go to the commune tomorrow to see if there are any leather boots for the two of you." Each child buys a pair, they walk a lot to and from school, the cotton shoes are easy to get wet, and the leather boots are waterproof."

   "There are not many tickets, so I can only buy them for the children temporarily. I will make another deposit and buy another pair for you and mom."

  Sang Dazhuang looked at the money, pursed his lips, and didn't answer it.

  My heart was heavy and aching, but Yuzhi still separated him so clearly: "No, I have money, I'll go buy it tomorrow."

  Yu Zhi was not surprised when the man said he was rich, otherwise he wouldn't be able to spend a lot of money on this and that in the county town.

   Besides, she has always known that men are restless and won't honestly hunt for food. When they have nothing to do, they will go outside to find ways to make money.

  Before I met her, I often went hunting with people in the mountains, bought mountain goods, and exchanged them for money.

   Later it was not allowed, so I came here secretly, went to the black market to buy things, or bought other things, and made a difference. I was very smart and courageous in making money.

  After meeting her, I was forced to be an honest farmer in the field. I went there less often, but I didn’t give up. Whenever I had time, I would sneak out.

  His money is quite a lot.

   "Bring it."

  Sang Dazhuang was taken aback, what are you taking?

  Yuzhi stared: "Why, you still want to hide your private money, but you won't give it?"

  Sang Dazhuang's eyes widened, and he looked at Yuzhi in disbelief: "Really, really?"

  When he first got married, Sang Dazhuang wanted to give her all his belongings, but Yuzhi didn't think he was part of Sang's family, so he didn't want to.

   Not only do they not want it, but they also give Wang Xinfeng living expenses every month. It is called, not taking advantage of their family.

  It's ridiculous to think about it now, she thinks that she is noble and doesn't take advantage of the Sang family, but she doesn't know that everything she has is given by the Sang family, and she took advantage of it.

  Living in the countryside, I have to go to the fields no matter what job I do. Even those teachers will go to the fields to help when the farming is busy. Besides, she is an educated youth who supports rural construction, so she can't justify it.

  Sang Dazhuang did the work of three people by himself. Her part was done for her, and she also did an extra part. No one could say no. She used this to stay at home confidently.

  Sang Dazhuang helped, and Wang Xinfeng took care of her. She was delicate and frail, and couldn't do anything else, so she found a job writing articles for a newspaper, and lived a leisurely life isolated at home with peace of mind.

   Isn't this just taking advantage of the Sang family.

   But in those years, she had a lot of resentment in her heart. She was dissatisfied with the world and her family and relatives. The things she wrote contained strong resentment and evil spirit, and few of them were selected.

   Naturally, the money earned is not much.

   Except for being cheated by Cui Xue, what she used herself was very limited for Wang Xinfeng, not enough for her food rations and labor to pay for Wang Xinfeng Sang Dazhuang.

  But at that time, she just felt that she had given it to the Sang family, and did not take advantage of the Sang family, and made a confident gesture.

   Enjoying the convenience provided by the Sang family, but also tired of what they did, she is really stupid and bad.

   As for Sang Dazhuang, mother and son, because of her refusal, they were too sad to separate from each other.

  Anything they did for Yuzhi was from the heart, and they never thought of asking her to return a penny. Every account with clear boundaries calculated by Yuzhi was a knife in their hearts.

  In the hospital, Sang Dazhuang asked the old woman for the money for the kettle, but Yuzhi refused to take it, and the man felt sad for a while.

  Yuzhi knew, but it was hard to say much at that time.

   "Of course, hurry up."

   "Hey." Sang Dazhuang was as happy as a fool who begged for candy, pulled away an adobe brick from the corner, took out the biscuit box inside, wiped off the dirt on it, and handed it to Yuzhi excitedly.

  Yuzhi raised her eyebrows: "You keep putting it here? How did you put it in?" She didn't allow him to enter the house in those years.

  Sang Dazhuang reacted, his whole body froze, his **** face looked at Yuzhi in bewilderment, his lips trembled, and he wanted to explain, but he couldn't say a word, feeling guilty.

  Yuzhi snorted, took the box and opened it.

  Mother, one roll is all brand new **** ten, one roll is one thousand, twenty rolls is twenty thousand.

  Yuzhi's eyes widened: "So much?" She thought it was a thousand times.

  Sang Dazhuang saw that Yuzhi didn't seem to be angry because he sneaked into the room, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

  Nodded foolishly: "Not much." If he could, he could earn more, but he was afraid that Yuzhi would get angry when he was away from home often, so he kept pulling back.

  Yuzhi pursed her mouth, her words sounded a bit like a stern, twenty thousand is not much.

  Open the bottom of the box, there are still a lot of bills, including money tickets for shoes.

   "Since you have money, why don't you buy more food and clothing for the children, and you and mom, what kind of tattered clothes and shoes are there?"

  Sang Dazhuang said silently: "I have a bad reputation, and the source of the money is not legitimate, so it is not good for others to know."

  Yu Zhi thinks about it, too. He probably got these from the black market, and it's really hard to see people.

   Relying on his reputation, once he lives a good life, he will definitely be raped by countless people, and countless troubles will come to his door. Thinking about it makes me aggrieved, even if I have money, I can't spend it boldly.

  (end of this chapter)