Chapter 255 Dreaming!

Ye Hua returned to the dormitory. Fang Peizhong was going to marry Liu Hongmei, so the production team naturally arranged a new house for them.

The two of them could not live together like other educated youths, and it would be inappropriate to live in separate dormitories.

The new house was only one and a half rooms, and the room still had the same earthen kang, but there was basically no stuff.

Even if Ye Hua racked his brains, he could not come up with much money.

It was naturally impossible to buy things, but looking at the dilapidated house, he felt sad.

His son actually had to start a family in such a place.

Ye Hua was unwilling.

When he thought of Jiang Xiaoxiao's current appearance, he was even more angry.

The clothes that the dead girl wore were actually made of really cool material, and she was fat and white.

Compared with his son, his son was no different from an old farmer in the countryside, while she was just like a spoiled girl in the city.

Why?

This daughter was born to be his nemesis.

Ye Hua gritted his teeth. He should never have given birth to the child.

It was all Fang Zhiyuan's fault.

Alas, it was too late to say anything.

What can I say.

Liu Hongmei came in, "Mom, let's go eat. If you are tired, I will bring it to you."

This is my future mother-in-law, it's right to curry favor with her.

Ye Hua looked at Liu Hongmei with a cold face, and was unwilling to do so.

This mother agreed reluctantly.

"Okay, don't bring it, I will go with you to eat."

There is not even a kang table in this room. Others get married in a lively manner, and they always have to prepare some things in the room. How about my son's wedding?

He can't even afford to prepare things.

Isn't it all because of that damn Jiang Xiaoxiao, why did she have to get married?

This marriage is good, and she lost two watches.

If Ye Hua knew that this watch was given to Jiang Xiaoxiao, she would never buy that women's watch.

Did Fang Xiaohui know that Jiang Xiaoxiao was going to marry someone from the Song family, but she didn't tell me!

This is all an ungrateful person, this daughter is useless.

It's a pity that I have raised her for so many years and given her a prosperous life.

Now, after getting close to the Song family, she thinks she is so powerful and controls herself everywhere.

She treats her future mother-in-law much better than her own mother.

She is not at home all day, either living in the dormitory or going to the Song family to curry favor with her mother-in-law.

This time, she spread false news again. If Fang Xiaohui told her that it was Jiang Xiaoxiao who married the grandson of Song, she would not be caught off guard.

Ye Hua does not want to stay in this room now. She feels upset just looking at it.

Liu Hongmei curled her lips.

It doesn't matter if she gives herself face, as long as she marries Fang Peizhong, her goal has been achieved.

As for whether Ye Hua is happy or not, it is not within her consideration.

Ye Hua thinks that she is smart with Fang Peizhong, and she is not stupid.

Let's see who is more powerful.

Fang Peizhong still wants to marry her anyway?

The two came to their canteen.

A big pot of dishes, a pot of stew, eggplant, beans, potatoes, vermicelli, nothing else, they haven't harvested in autumn yet.

Still steamed cornmeal and cornmeal porridge.

Ye Hua held his breath and used chopsticks to poke the food in the bowl.

"Zhang Chaoyang, I heard that Song Moting and his team made a fortune this time. They said they actually grew ginseng in the forest. I heard that each person got at least several hundred yuan. A few days ago, someone saw a vendor collecting mountain products going to the forest farm to collect them. They saw two large trucks full of them."

Ye Hua's ears pointed.

Song Moting? !

Isn't it the grandson of Mr. Song?

Zhang Chaoyang was also unhappy. He had always regarded Song Moting as his opponent, but now he was left behind by him.

"It's fake, right? How is it possible? Who can grow ginseng in those forests? Can you? Or can you? None of us can. Could Song Moting be better than us? We all come from the same compound. Who doesn't know who? It must be a fake news spread by someone."

"No, Zhang Chaoyang, my mother wrote to me, saying that they were from the same team as Song Moting, and they all sent money back. There were hundreds of dollars on the remittance slip. The news spread in the compound, and those families were as happy as if it was Chinese New Year.

The postman doesn't lie."

This kind of thing can't be hidden.

Everyone who sent the money spent a lot of thought. On the surface, they sent remittance slips, but privately they were all parcels. There was an inconspicuous small parcel mixed with various local specialties. The outside was clothes. It looked inconspicuous, but in fact it was secretly sent.

They also sent a telegram for their family to check.

In fact, they were worried at first! But they were also worried about staying with them, and they were also worried about the remittance slips. In the end, they compromised and came up with this idea, fearing that the parcel would be lost.

Fortunately, there was no danger, and everyone in the family received it.

"Really? Impossible."

Zhang Chaoyang himself didn't understand, they were all the same.

Song Moting didn't have anything more than him.

How could he grow ginseng?

What a ghost.

"Boss, my mother wrote to me and asked me what was going on, why didn't I send money home, and I was speechless. We don't have any forest land, let alone ginseng. I'm so poor, when can we get money? The family is short of money."

"That's right, compared with others, I'm embarrassed. I should have followed Song Moting earlier, at least I could have made some money. Now I have no money and no food."

Some people complained.

After all, Zhang Chaoyang had made good promises to many people at the beginning, promising everyone a good life.

Now I haven't seen the good life.

I am also greedy for the few hundred yuan.

Who doesn't want money?

Everyone is in dire need of it.

Now I can't even afford cigarettes.

They have learned from the old people on the farm to buy dry tobacco leaves and roll their own cigarettes.

But the taste is really not good.

Zhang Chaoyang threw down his chopsticks and slapped the table.

"Whoever wants to go to Song Mo Ting, hurry up and leave. I won't stop you, but think about it yourself. Why does he want you now? Fence-sitters will not have a good end."

After a shout, Zhang Chaoyang strode away.

Ye Hua's heart moved, so much money!

Does Jiang Xiaoxiao also have a lot of money?

He regretted that if he had coaxed that dead girl, maybe his son wouldn't have to be so shabby when he got married.

Fang Peizhong threw down his chopsticks angrily and went back to the room to lie down.

Song Mo Ting's small collective got rich, and it was agreed that the production quota should be allocated to each household.

Now it's not their turn to share the money.

How can Jiang Xiaoxiao be so lucky?

Go to a forest farm, you can also get some money.

Liu Hongmei watched Ye Hua hurriedly coaxing his son, while she ate happily.

Anyway, she was not the one who was anxious.

Whatever you like.

She finally understood Fang Peizhong, he was just an embroidered pillow that looked good but was useless.

In terms of brains, he was not as tall as Song Moting and Jiang Xiaoxiao, and in terms of means, he was not even as good as the male educated youth in his team.

Not to mention that he had no physical strength, if Fang Peizhong did not have a family background, Liu Hongmei would have despised Fang Peizhong.

But what can I do, I have a child.

For the sake of the child, I can only make do with it.

I just hope Ye Hua can get Fang Peizhong back as soon as possible, so that she and the child can go back together.

She didn't want to go back home, her parents quarreled every day, and it made her headache.

Touch her belly.

This child came at a really bad time.

Ye Hua over there lifted the quilt.

Fang Peizhong jumped up, "What are you doing? Mom, are you done yet? I'm so fed up, let me be quiet for a while."

Ye Hua sighed, looking at her son who looked like he was on fire, she was also tired.

"Son, Jiang Xiaoxiao is getting married the day after tomorrow, let's go to the wedding together."

Fang Peizhong's eyes widened, "Mom, you still want me to go to Jiang Xiaoxiao's wedding? If it weren't for her, would I be in this situation today? I won't go, I won't go even if you kill me, I hate Jiang Xiaoxiao so much, and you still want me to go to her wedding. Dream on!

Mom, are you my real mother?"

I was so angry.