Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Zhu Xiumei, who was standing aside, also said angrily: "You can't bully people like this. Xuezhu is gentle and kind-hearted. That's why you are so aggressive."

We must give Xuezhu an explanation for this matter today, otherwise we will write to Teacher Zhu Man. I want to see if Teacher Zhu can still accept a woman with such a corrupt morality like you as a disciple?

Then she is really blind. "

Chu Zizhou was so angry that veins popped up on his forehead: "I have to explain something to you. You can't just open your mouth and slam the shit basin on others. If the matter is not explained clearly, we will meet at the Public Security Bureau."

Then he went to see Captain Gu: "Captain Gu, it seems that this matter is serious today. It is not as simple as a quarrel.

This is already related to Comrade Song Ting's name. If I can't give an explanation, I won't agree either. "

Lin Xuezhu, who was full of jealousy, gritted her teeth and said: "Why, do you also want to use your power to impress people? Let me tell you Captain Chu, even if you are from Beidu, even if your family is powerful, I am not responsible for this matter today. I thought I would go to the Public Security Bureau." Am I afraid? When it comes to the end of the world, Song Ting is also a morally corrupt, shameless bastard who broke her shoes..."

Song Ting was prevented from hitting Lin Xuezhu, and she couldn't talk to Lin Xuezhu.

Then she heard such ugly and disgusting words again, especially in front of Chu Zizhou. Song Ting was so angry that her eyes darkened and she fainted.

Chu Zizhou didn't care about avoiding suspicion. He picked up Song Ting and ran outside. He said to Lin Xuezhu gloomily at the door: "Your name is Lin Xuezhu. Okay, I will remember you!"

At this time, Song Yunuan had already returned home. Mrs. Song was boiling water for cooking and asking questions.

Song Yunuan bought a lot of things and put them all in canvas bags, including some for her grandma Zhu Feng.

Huanghuali didn't take it back.

She wanted to wait and talk.

After all, no one at home has time to appreciate this thing now. They are all busy working in the clothing factory, and their minds are full from morning to night every day.

But it has to be said that the effect is very obvious.

The first orders will be delivered immediately.

Song Liang was very worried at first because he didn't know how to deliver the goods or how to contact the Foreign Trade Office.

Then I didn’t know how to handle some tax matters, but I didn’t expect that there would be specialized people to handle them. He only needs to hand over the qualified goods to the comrades in the foreign trade office of the provincial capital.

Then there is the matter of tax on the final payment. There are old accountants in charge.

He breathed a sigh of relief and seemed much lighter.

But then there are local sales, and then there are purchase orders from the county department store next door.

Liu Wen, the provincial capital, also took another batch of goods.

But this time the quantity was small because I didn’t make winter clothes.

Xiaonuan said that she won’t be able to buy winter clothes this year, but she plans to make down jackets next year.

But a new type of wool-tight fabric is needed.

It is currently being researched and should be ready for production soon.

Song Liang felt that the country was really powerful.

You can always research new things.

Then Song Yunuan wanted to deliver the gift to her grandma's family.

Unexpectedly, someone in the yard shouted with a loud voice: "Hey, is my niece Xiaonuan back? I heard that you won first place in the national mathematics competition, but you are so awesome. Our magpie said that he must ask you I want to study and take part in national mathematics competitions in the future, and I want to win first place.”

These words confused Song Yunuan.

He couldn't help but look at Mrs. Song who was standing next to him asking for help.

Seeing her granddaughter's eyes wide open, Mrs. Song frowned, sighed and said, "It's your old aunt, Wang Xiaoman, who got her back, crying and shouting that she was wrong, that's Don’t leave alive or dead.”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Song spread her hands and said with some mockery: "This person is very thick-skinned, so he just stayed here."

Song Yunuan asked in surprise: "Didn't she marry his sweetheart? She got divorced in the morning and got married in the afternoon. At that time, I divorced my uncle and said that if we didn't divorce, the whole family would be given rat poison. "

Mrs. Song curled her lips disdainfully: "Why else? I saw that the life of the old Xia family has improved, and there is a capable Xia Xindong. Then I heard that the man she is marrying now has three children in his family, and they always quarrel. She Often beaten."

Song Yunuan frowned: "Then did she divorce that man?"

Mrs. Song: "I asked your grandma to ask carefully. If you came home without divorce and a man came to your door, your uncle would be the third party. Your grandma asked, and Wang Xiaoman said they were divorced. Then your grandma went there again. After asking around, it was true that the two of them went to the commune to go through the divorce procedures, but I heard that the man didn't give up and came here to see Wang Xiaoman the day before yesterday. "

When he said this, Wang Xiaoman actually opened the door and came in.

This is basically the case in rural areas.

In broad daylight, the courtyard door is rarely closed. Neighbors come in whenever they want. They don't have the habit of knocking on the door. They just open the door and enter.

Song Yunuan just glanced at her lightly and continued to organize things.

Wang Xiaoman looked up and down at Song Yunuan, she was really beautiful.

She's so good-looking, it's okay to study, and her family still has money, but she's not sure what her future will be like.

Her nephew graduated from junior high school. Two years older than Song Yunuan.

She wanted to tell Song Yunuan to her nephew, so that her nephew could come to work in the garment factory. If he did well, he could replace Song Liang as the director of the garment factory.

But she knew that Mrs. Song had a fierce temper and had a sharp eye, but her nephew was tall, good-looking, and a junior high school graduate.

What else is the Song family looking for?

How nice it would be to kiss one another.

She also knew the basics. As long as she came in and gave birth to a big fat boy, the sister-in-law would definitely not need her to do any work, and then she would be kept as a nanny.

Wang Xiaoman had a smile on his face when he thought of this.

But she was a little unhappy that Song Yunuan didn't say hello to her.

She sat sideways on the edge of the kang, grabbing the canvas bag easily, and said: "Xiao Nuan, you are so rude, you are still a high school student. I am your aunt, why can't you even say hello when you see me?" He didn’t even hit you, and he didn’t raise his head or open his eyes. Forget it, I’m an elder. Seeing that you are young, I don’t care about you... Oops, this is a gift bought for your grandma and me. Don’t bother you. Go give it away, just give it to me now."

But he didn't expect that the back of his hand would be hit with the broom that Mrs. Song was holding.

Mrs. Song sneered and said: "Let's get it clear, this family's surname is Song, not Xia. The old Xia family is spoiling you. Our old Song family doesn't have that bad habit. My granddaughter just came back from the car and is very tired. Besides, She is not Qin Siqi. She knows who you are. Just to say hello, I want to ask you, you call yourself aunt, did Xia Xinshan get a marriage certificate from you? "

Wang Xiaoman dodged quickly and her hand was not hit, but she suddenly became angry.

Staring at Old Mrs. Song with vicious eyes.

I was cursing in my heart: Damn old lady, why don’t you let go!