20 years of restarting life

Chapter 1240
At this time, Old Man Sun and Mrs. Zhao remembered Master Wen's kindness again. After discussing it, they called Master Wen's phone number, wanting to say something nice before going to the door for acupuncture.

Anyway, I was going to give him money, so there is absolutely no reason to reject the money-making business, right?

However, the mobile phone number couldn't be reached, the voice prompt had been turned off, and they dialed the naked woman's mobile phone number, but the phone was also turned off.

This is the advantage of the no-real-name system for mobile phone cards. You don’t want to throw them away and buy another one.

Not because this card is bound with identity information, bank card, social security, account number, all kinds of miscellaneous and very terrible things, you have to bite the bullet and use it if you don’t use it.

Moreover, the two mobile phone cards, Wen Ye and Mo Tongtong, were originally dedicated cards for contacting acupuncture customers. After Wen Ye decided to wash his hands temporarily, these two numbers can be abolished.

The old couple secretly went to Mingzhu Old Steel Factory without telling their grumpy daughter, but the door of that house was locked, with the words 'Open on May Day' written on it, these four big characters made them desperate.

You must know that it is the end of December now, and there are still more than four months before May Day next year. How can we survive this?

The old couple had no choice but to go to Li Tiehan, Liu Jingxiang, Liu Xingda, and Tong Huiqing, the four die-hard supporters of Master Wen.

However, their answers all said in unison that there was no news of Master Wen, and they only knew to travel far away to buy rare herbs in the extremely cold north.

"I think Li Tiehan and the others must have a phone number surnamed Wen in their hands, and they might know where the man surnamed Wen lives. They just deliberately didn't tell us that this group of shameless people are old enough to be the grandfather of Wen's surname. Old man, don't be ashamed to lick the hook of a white-faced little doll, all of them will die!"

The old lady Sun, who was so painful that she was so angry, cursed viciously on the bed: "Drink, why don't you drink to death, you plague-stricken old man, if you don't listen to the doctor, you still dare to drink, and you will amputate sooner or later!"

Every night for old man Zhao, his hands and feet were extremely itchy, and beside him was the old woman tossing and turning on the bed, cursing this and that, except for her daughter who was more violent, whoever she was caught scolding.

This non-stop 'buzzing' like a fly in the ear is nothing more than torture to old man Zhao.

He drank a large glass of spicy wine before going to bed today, and his body suddenly felt euphoric. He hadn't felt such a comfortable feeling for a long time. The last time he felt this way was at the furry boy surnamed Wen three months ago.

So despite the old woman howling and cursing, he just pretended to be dead and drunk, and tried hard to fall asleep.

In fact, the old man Zhao has always thought that Master Wen is still very capable, but he has been strict with his wife for decades, afraid of his wife, and afraid of his daughter. Now his daughter swears that Master Wen definitely used it at the time and saw immediate results, and the side effects will definitely be very serious in the future. The big medicine for tigers and wolves, he has such severe rheumatism now, and the old woman has more severe migraines now, this is a proof.

So old man Zhao has now accepted his fate.

"Hululu, Hululu~"

Knowing that her mother was having migraines that were becoming more and more uncontrollable these days, and she couldn't sleep well all night, she was abusive, so the woman simply slept in her son's bedroom. This small bedroom faces the east and is the farthest away. Then she ordered another Soundproof cotton thick door curtain.

Although the mother's scolding could still be vaguely heard, but the content inside could not be heard clearly, but it could be used as a lullaby to speed up falling asleep.

After she moved to the son's bedroom, the man once thought about moving to the master bedroom to sleep, so that he wouldn't have to be separated from his father-in-law and mother-in-law by a wall, and they all had the same corridor leading to the long balcony to the south, but the woman flatly refused up.

There is no other reason, she just looks down on him, dislikes that he has been married for seven or eight years, and still has a broken body from the countryside, and dislikes him for being dirty and unhygienic.

In fact, it has been a year since a woman has married a man. She doesn't know if the man is hungry, but she is not hungry at all.

Xiao Liu, who just graduated last year, barked one after another, like a dog and a little tiger, and her director, Lao Liang, although he was old, was knowledgable and fun, and often drove her to the earthquake. , If it wasn't for her son, and this man's witty washing, cooking and cleaning the house at home, and the monthly salary of 680 yuan was handed in exactly, she would have kicked him out a long time ago!
This salary is far from enough in Mingzhu, but it still has a little advantage compared to those salesmen who earn 500 yuan a month and workers who earn [-] to [-] yuan a month.

Although this does not change the fact that he is a wimp.

In the other study room, the man clearly listened to the mother-in-law's curse, and couldn't help showing a happy smile in his heart.

At the beginning, he was so annoying that he wanted to take the opportunity to sleep in the master bedroom, and hoped that the woman would take pity on him and let him have a married life.

But now, he was relieved, instead, he couldn't sleep if he didn't hear the old woman's wailing all night.

He was a son-in-law from out of town. Although the child had his surname, he was six years old, and his parents hadn't even seen the child.

His monthly salary was taken away by his wife, leaving only 30 yuan in pocket money.

Fortunately, the department he stayed in had a little power. Although it was impossible for those who asked for work to give money to ordinary clerks like them, the section chief also knew that he had to let his subordinates get a little oily when he took the money. Some people treat guests to a toothbrush festival and drink a little wine.

And knowing that he is addicted to cigarettes and his wife is very good at managing money, no one will fight with him for the cigarettes left on the table when the banquet is over.

Before he entered this house, washing, cooking and cleaning the house were all done by the father-in-law. After entering this house, it was all pushed into his hands.

When the child is born, I wake up early in the morning to cook, hurry to work after cooking, come back to cook at noon, and cook after returning from get off work in the afternoon.

After serving the old man, the old woman and the tigress, he had to wash the dishes, wash the clothes, and clean the house. Before he could take a break from all the busy work, he had to take care of the children. Went to bed exhausted.

I have to get up several times at night to make milk powder for my child.

Women and old men and old women have always disliked him for his incompetence. After staying in the department for so many years, he is still the most ordinary clerk.

They don't even think about it. The pocket money of 30 yuan a month is not enough to buy someone a cup of coffee. They ride bicycles to and from get off work every day in a hurry. Charge yourself.

Since I got married, my parents and younger siblings haven't been to Mingzhu, and I haven't been back once. I have phone numbers at work and at home, but I dare not give them. I only dare to contact them by letter.

He was afraid that his parents and younger siblings would call and ask for money, but he would turn a blind eye to them writing letters to complain. At most, he would write letters every Chinese New Year to report that he was safe.

At this time, when he heard the voice outside the door, he was so excited and delighted that he couldn't help but want to laugh out loud, but he held back and covered his mouth with the quilt so as not to let the laughter come out.

Then, in a dizzy state, his head was hot, his whole body was paralyzed, half of his face was full of fear, and half of his face was a frozen smile.

He had a stroke!

In the midst of fear and struggle, he suddenly thought of one thing.

Before the [-]th, that is, three months from now, the young man named Master Wen looked at him and said three words.

'Three months. '

At this moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave!
(End of this chapter)