Rebirth in the college entrance examination: making a fortune with rough man

Chapter 14: Chapter 14
The man shrugged indifferently and agreed.

After finishing the matter, Cui Xue turned around 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 itches so badly that I always want to scratch it, but it hurts like hell 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 also happy to tease her.

Now his face is rotten into shit, the dog is not willing to take a 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 groggy, 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 have only appeared in her regretful dreams.

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

Wang Xinfeng opened the door 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 reached out to touch the kang, and felt relieved when it was still hot: "Thank you, warm it under the blanket first, don't lift the blanket 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 cook pancakes for you tonight, we also have leeks at home, and pancakes with leeks."

"it is good."

"That Zhizhi will get up again, go to the kitchen, move around, and when Xiaoman and Yezi come back, they can eat."

It gets dark early in winter, and no one can be seen around six o'clock.

Mulberry and Sangye 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.

"Understood, hasn't Da Zhuang come back yet?"

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

Yuzhi smiled helplessly, feeling her deep love for her son from Wang Xinfeng, she answered and was ready to get up.

Wang Xinfeng hurried into the kitchen, and the Erhe flour had already been kneaded, whether it was noodles or pancakes.

After Yuzhi put on her clothes, she went to the kitchen 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 also 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."

Yu Zhi 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, 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, and he didn't want to touch Lao Sang's house in the slightest, so he wanted to cook by himself, but almost burned the stove down.

Later, I felt guilty and didn't dare to 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 doing?"

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.

She waved her hand without even thinking about it: "No, your hands are not for these things. Mom is responsible for 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 her family members not being allowed to touch her things before, she might have wrapped up her clothes and house, so she wouldn't be allowed to do any work.

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

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

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

Wang Xinfeng swept snow for the two children with a broom, and greeted all eighteen generations of Sang Dazhuang's ancestors, especially his dead 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."

If Sang Dazhuang didn't believe it, his mother would say that he was 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 have sprayed the whole body to pieces. What kind of bullshit 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 Yuzhi and the two children into the stove: "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 bake them." , in case you don’t have to wear it tomorrow.”

"Understood, grandma." The three grandparents were busy in various ways.

Yu Zhi 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 were half-new and old without a single patch, while the four of them, Sang Dazhuang, mended layer after layer, and the thumbs of the shoes were exposed, and they were so torn that they could hardly hang on their feet.

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

Sang Dazhuang stood at the door, his boss hunched over, 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, she frowned slightly.

I wanted to say something, but felt timid.

In the past two days, Yuzhi's attitude towards him has changed drastically, but he is afraid, afraid that he will be ruined 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.

For dinner, leek pancakes are served with hot and sour soup, appetizing and warming.

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

After the meal, the Mulberry brothers and sisters cleaned up the dishes and did their homework at the mouth of the stove, where a fire was burning, 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 putting shoe soles in the mouth of the stove. Judging by the size, they were made for elm branches.

Yu Zhi was silent, and called Shang Sang Da Zhuang 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 Yuzhi slightly disappointed.

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

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

Wang Xinfeng hurriedly wiped it with his hands, but 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.

Indifferently, he pushed Sang Ye away from him: "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, children's family is actually a problem."

Mulberry Ye pursed her mouth, and walked back to the house.

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

I don't know if people are happy or not, just 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."

"That's fine, grandma will bring you a quilt again. If you are cold, come to the grandma's room. Don't resist, you know?"

"understood."

"Okay, go to bed early and 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, so she didn't think much, 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 save them later 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 just 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.

What's more, she has always known that men are restless and won't honestly plan 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, 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, he was forced to be an honest farmer in the field. He went there less often, but he never gave up. Whenever he had time, he would sneak out.

He has a lot of money.

"Bring it."

Sang Dazhuang was taken aback, what are you taking?
Yuzhi stared: "Why, you still want to hide money from your own house, 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 belonged to 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, which is called, not taking advantage of their family.

It's ridiculous to think about it now, she thinks she is so noble that she 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.

Being 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 it is hard to say.

Sang Dazhuang did the work of three people by himself. Her share was done for her, and she also did an extra share. 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 weak, and couldn't do anything else, so she found a job writing articles for a newspaper, and lived a leisurely life isolated from the world 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, with dissatisfaction 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.

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

But at that time, she just felt that she gave it, didn't 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.

And Sang Dazhuang's mother and son were also sad because of her refusal and the separation between them.

Everything they did for Yuzhi was from the bottom of their hearts, 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 hot water bottle, 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 got candy. He pulled 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 big black face looked at Yuzhi helplessly, his lips trembled, and he wanted to explain, but found that he couldn't utter a word, feeling guilty.

Yuzhi snorted, took the box and opened it.

Damn, the rolls are all brand new big black ten, one thousand rolls, twenty rolls, twenty thousand.

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

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

He 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, so he kept putting in his strength.

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

Opening the bottom of the box, there are still a lot of receipts, including the money tickets for buying 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's not good for others to know."

Yuzhi thought about it, too. He should have gotten these from the black market, and it was 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)