Rebirth 1983

Chapter 81
"There's no need to give them all the land."

Chen Song hugged the sobbing little girl, followed Wang Yao into the yard, sat on a chair in the yard, patted the little girl's back lightly, and watched Wang Yao sitting on the small stool wiping tears.

"I just wanted An Xin to live a stable life. As for my mother-in-law and sister-in-law... yes, they are no longer my mother-in-law. As for how they both come to harass me, I can pretend that I don't know. Because I need these few acres of land, and I need them to raise my little girl." Wang Yao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but her eyes didn't waver at all. At this moment, there was a slight smile on her face: "No need now, I have ten thousand yuan in my hand, which can barely be regarded as ten thousand yuan, even if it doesn't come down in the future. Land, this money is enough for me to raise Xiao Yaoyao."

"Don't worry, you won't only have this 1 yuan in the future, you will have several 100, [-], and [-] million. At that time, you can do whatever you want, buy a lot of things for Yaoyao, and you don't have to worry about her anymore, and you can live a good life." Chen Song said in a deep voice, looking into Wang Yao's eyes with burning eyes, and the firm words reached Wang Yao's ears, making her eyes shine brightly.

"That's what you said, I want to become a rich woman in the future, hehe."

The pain on Wang Yao's face disappeared, replaced by longing and joy.

"Yes, you are a rich woman, and Xiao Yaoyao is the second generation of rich women. Look at the little guy." Chen Song let go of the little girl, only to realize that she was sobbing without knowing when, and was coaxed to sleep by Chen Song inadvertently.

She was sleeping soundly at the moment, and there was still a small bubble in her nostril, which became bigger and smaller as she kept breathing.

Chen Song and Wang Yao, who were watching the little girl sleeping, looked at each other and laughed softly.

Wang Yao took the little girl from Chen Song's arms, carried her to the bed in the house, and covered her with a small quilt.

"Do you want to eat here again today? You haven't been back to the village for several days." Wang Yao walked out of the house and tentatively asked Chen Song about his arrangements for tonight.

"Forget it today. I have to go back to see my dad later. I went to the provincial capital without telling him. I'm afraid he might be worried, so I'll go back to make him feel at ease." Looking at Wang Yao's face, Chen Song finally rejected her.

Hearing Chen Song's words, Wang Yao's face darkened, but she didn't say anything. After all, it's only natural for people to visit their parents, and there's nothing wrong with it.

The two chatted for a while, talking about Da Niu's father's illness, and some future business plans, and they wanted Wang Yao to be the financial manager. At that time, they would first find an old financial manager and let Wang Yao study with her. After she finished her studies, she would be in charge of this area.

After speaking, Chen Song left Wang Yao's house.

Wang Yao looked at the back of Chen Song leaving, sighed softly, put her palm on her heart, feeling a little dull.

……

Chen Aiguo.

Scutellaria Qin was frying vegetables in the kitchen, with an unswerving expression on her face, and she kept muttering non-stop.

Outside the door, Chen Aiguo was smoking a dry cigarette, and the thick smoke enveloped him, and his complexion was not very good-looking. Hearing his wife's chanting inside the house, his complexion became even more gloomy.

"Your third son is really powerful. A few days ago, you took someone else's father to the provincial capital to see a doctor without saying a word, and left without telling your own parents. Well, now that you're back, you went to find the widow as soon as you came back. You also got involved in the widow's shitty things. It's really embarrassing to our old parents."

Scutellaria Qin said, and glanced at Chen Aiguo outside the door, hating iron for being weak: "Smoking, you know smoking, and you were smoked to death that day, and your third son didn't even come to see you."

Seeing that Chen Aiguo still didn't speak, Huang Qin spoke more cheerfully.

"We didn't know when we went to the provincial capital, and we didn't know when we came back. The news still came from Aunt Shitou. As parents, we were the last to know." Huang Qin sneered, "My son really gave me skills. Do you know that people in the village are talking about our family behind their backs?"

The more Huang Qin talked, the more angry she was, she put down the iron pan in her hand, dropped the spatula, turned and walked to the door, looked at Chen Aiguo outside the door, and smoked the dry tobacco in Chen Aiguo's hand.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck you! People in the village say that our family picks up broken shoes. When did our old Chen family have such a reputation."

"enough!"

Chen Aiguo's face was gloomy, and he roared in a low voice.

"Why are you yelling, what's the use of yelling at me, why don't you yell at your third son!" Huang Qin was also not afraid, and immediately pissed off his own man without saving any face.

Chen Aiguo was beaten by his own mother-in-law, and his aura suddenly dropped a bit. He is usually very fearful of internal affairs, and now he can't rise up.

"If you want me to say, when the family was separated, the two acres of dry land should be given to him, and the pig shed should not be given to him."

Chen Aiguo calmed down and was about to talk to his wife when the familiar voice of his third son came in.

"Dad, Mom, I'm here."

Chen Song took vigorous steps and entered the door with some beautiful gift boxes and big bags in his hands.

"You still have the face to come back!"

Before Huang Qin could speak, Chen Aiguo walked over angrily, and cursed in a low voice.

He casually picked up a mulberry branch next to him and hit Chen Song.

Chen Song had sharp eyes and quick hands, and avoided it sideways, but he was not so lucky with the pile of things in his hand. A mulberry branch from Chen Aiguo was caught by Chen Aiguo, and the packaging of the two gift boxes split instantly.

"Dad, what are you doing, why are you hitting me?"

Chen Song stared dumbfounded at Chen Aiguo who was angry, his face was full of innocence, and he ignored the gift box on the ground.

"You still dare to ask why, don't you know what you did?"

Chen Aiguo picked up the mulberry branch and continued to smoke, but Chen Song's consciousness was quicker. Before the mulberry branch in Chen Aiguo's hand fell, Chen Song had already dodged to the other side.

"Dad, you are serious. Even if the country sentenced the prisoner to know what crime he committed, you should tell me what I did wrong. You want to beat me like this?"

Chen Song saw that Chen Aiguo didn't seem to be lying, but really wanted to beat him, so he immediately had a headache.

"Tell you to hide, tell you to hide, you still dare to hide, but you didn't listen to a word your father said to you, I'm so mad, you still hide!"

Chen Aiguo didn't want to explain why he beat him at all, he just kept pulling out mulberry branches, yelling and cursing, but Chen Song was like a loach, he couldn't hit him no matter what, he was immediately annoyed, his face flushed with anger.

Chen Song had no choice but to hide while explaining. When Chen Aiguo was exhausted, Chen Song slowly approached.

"Dad, why are you so angry?"

Chen Aiguo panted heavily, pointed at Chen Song with his finger, and stared at Chen Song with his eyes, but he could only gasp for breath and couldn't speak.

"It's not you, you bastard, messing around!" Huang Qin watched the father and son fight and didn't intervene, but now she made a sound.

"Fucking, why am I messing around, mom, you can't talk nonsense."

Chen Song said dissatisfied.

"You little bastard, how many times have I told you, don't get too close to Widow Wang? If you don't listen, forget it. You're meddling in other people's family affairs. What kind of a good person are you? Do you know what the village says about you now, that you pick up broken shoes? Where are you going to put my old face!"

Chen Aiguo gasped for breath, and stared at Chen Song with hatred.

(End of this chapter)