Comeback 1992

And Liu Jiuyuan also lost his wife for 20 years.

20 years!

Han Songlin also felt that it was almost the same, no matter why Zhao Li didn't leave Liu Jiuyuan these years; 20 years later, it will be an era of prosperous rule of law, and everything will be based on the law.

For ordinary people like them, the law can give them justice.

At this time, no one was paying attention to Liu Jiuyuan. Han Songlin paid attention to Liu Jiuyuan, and after arguing with Zhao Li, Chen Yingping pulled him away.

What about them, Han Songlin didn't want to pay attention to them; if he won money, Han Songlin put it in his pocket without saying anything.

Instead, they spread their wealth directly.

The children each gave 100 or [-], and a group of children surrounded Han Songlin, jumping for joy; the old man naturally also gave, and each gave hundreds or thousands, saying that they were asked to buy some candy or something.

Anyway, Han Songlin didn't have any money left.

Today's supper is relatively early, starting after five o'clock.

After all, many people want to go back.

When leaving, Han Songlin greeted Uncle Zhang.

"Cousin Zhang, let's go first!"

"Well, yes, come and play when you have time!"

"Sure, I'll see you in a while!"

Zhang Menglan handed Han Songlin a red bag, which was customary, containing melon seeds, peanuts and candies.

"I'll come to your factory tomorrow to find you. Let's talk about drinking?"

Han Songlin hesitated: "Tomorrow? I may not go to the factory, or you can call me in the city first, this is my home number!"

With that said, Han Songlin handed a business card to Zhang Menglan.

Han Songlin specially made some business cards for him. On the business cards, there are Han Songlin's office phone number and residential phone number.

As for mobile phones?

He really hasn't.

Looking at the number on the business card, Zhang Menglan smiled and said, "You are such a big boss, don't you even have a mobile phone?"

"I think that thing is a bit heavy, so I don't want to use it!"

These words are really pretentious!

(PS: I heard the stories in the village when I was a child, and I edited it a little bit!)

Chapter 118 Tomorrow Is With You

"Today, tonight, are you living in the countryside?" Han Songlin asked curiously. People who are used to living in the city can hardly say that they can live in the current countryside.It is inconvenient to take a shower, and it is also inconvenient to go to the toilet!

What is the current toilet in the countryside?

Squat on the dung in the latrine!

The manure here is mixed with human excrement, pig manure, and some weed leaves.

It's okay in winter, because the water evaporation is not serious, so the taste is not too big.

In summer, the taste is really indescribable.

There is a feeling of nausea when I think of it.

"Clean up the house later, let's go live in the city!"

"Oh, then we won't wait for you!"

Zhang Menglan smiled lightly, and looked away from Liu Yuyan: "You go, don't make your wife wait!"

Are you in a hurry?

Han Songlin subconsciously looked at Liu Yuyan, who was looking at him from time to time!

"Okay, then I'll go first!"

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Many people are waiting for Han Songlin to join them!

It takes more than ten minutes from Zhang's house to the highway. It's very lively when everyone walks together.

He noticed that Chen Yingping was beaming along the way, pushing a bicycle, and the woman he bought followed him step by step.

Han Songlin took over Han Yufei from Liu Yuyan, and the little guy didn't make any noise today.

In the afternoon, I put it on the bed and had a good sleep.

At this time, he was staring at the world with wide eyes.

"What's that girl's name?" Personally speaking, Han Songlin is quite sympathetic; this sympathy comes more from Han Songqing's teaching.

What impressed him deeply was that when he was a child, his family could not be said to be poor, but the economic conditions were not good either.

But every time Han Songqing saw a beggar on the street, he would give him fifty cents every time he went to the street.

Han Songqing said that seeing them pitiful, it would be nice to be able to help.

Until Han Ze was in high school, when Han Ze saw a beggar, if he allowed it in his pocket, he would give him one or two yuan.

When I went to Han Ze to study at university, I saw those beggars earning tens of thousands a month on the Internet, and I felt really lost at that time.

From then on, Han Ze never gave a penny to the beggar again.

Even seeing beggars with hands and feet begging on the street, they would show contemptuous expressions.

Liu Yuyan turned her head to look at the woman. In the village, few people get close to this woman.

In this world, most people are still very serious people.

So, some things don't need to be so straightforward.

"It seems to be called Zhao Li."

Han Songlin: "You don't know him?"

"I don't know each other, I haven't spoken to him!"

Han Songlin looked deeply, and he could imagine that few people would talk to him; for Zhao Li, is this a kind of social death?

Han Songqing was on the side, and also looked back at Chen Yingping; now this matter, he didn't know what to say.

As an old classmate, friend and brother who grew up together, Han Songqing naturally hopes that Chen Yingping can live well.

But it's a good life, it's not like this!

Just considering that Han Yingping is not young now, so I won't talk about it.

"It's called Zhao Li, from Mentougou Village! There is an old woman in the house. This Zhao Li is suffering too. If there is a divorce, Liu Jiuyuan will go to her old woman and beat and scold her!"

Han Songlin was very surprised, and panicked in his heart: "Is there no one to care about?"

"How dare you take care of that! Liu Jiuyuan is a gambler, a rotten person, don't worry about it, who knows what he can do."

Han Songlin understands a little bit!

Just like fine porcelain, it will definitely not collide with the broken bowl in the corner.

If the broken bowl is broken, it will be broken, so what can be done; but porcelain, if it is touched with a gap, it is not worthwhile.

In addition, there is another very important point. It is difficult for an honest official to decide on housework. Although the affairs of other people's families are discussed in rural areas, they will not intervene.

Noisy, noisy, too normal in the current rural areas.

"Liu Jiuyuan won't make trouble with this matter, will he?"

Han Songqing stopped talking and said: "He is making trouble? He dares to make trouble. If you lose, you have to admit it. Otherwise, ask him to pay back the money, and he has to pay it back!"

Repaying debts is a matter of course!

As long as no one is killed, who cares?

In China, economic disputes are not even dealt with by the police.

So if you need to call the police because of economic disputes, don't say it is because of economic disputes, otherwise the police will not be called at all.

Speaking of conflicts and robbing things, these are all okay.

Han Songlin looked at Han Songqing in surprise, was he so young when he was young?

"Well, Songlin, is there room for you in the car?" Chen Yingping asked, licking his face.

Han Songlin: "It shouldn't be a problem if you squeeze it!"

Deng Yingxiu and Han Birong went back to the city after having lunch, otherwise, they would have been able to sit in their car.

"Then thank you!"

Han Songlin smiled: "It's okay, if you have anything to do, let me know later, if you can help, I will definitely help!"

If Chen Yingping is troubled by Liu Jiuyuan in the future, Han Songlin will not say to sit idly by.

In the music pool, although Han Songlin didn't have the so-called power to overwhelm the sky with one hand, he could still do something if he wanted to.

That is, to see what price to pay!

Glancing at Chen Yingping and Zhao Li, Han Songlin wanted to tell him how to control this woman, but he didn't speak.

This should be exchanged with sincerity for true feelings. If some indecent means are used to achieve the goal, unless it is kept from being known for a lifetime, after being known, the consequences will be unpredictable!

He sent Mrs. Mo to Chen Yingping's house, and then sent Han Ze and Grandma Han Ze to go home.

Han Songlin suddenly remembered something, Han Songqing wanted to borrow some money.

The money and so on have already been withdrawn and put in the house.

So, send Liu Yuyan and the others home first, and take the money by the way.

"Auntie, the third brother said that he wants to sell a house in the city. If you pay him, I won't wait for him!"

Grandma Han Ze opened the cloth bag and took a look. It was full of bundles of cash.

She was so frightened that she quickly closed it, fearing that someone would see it.

Han Songlin smiled lightly, the old man looked so cute like a child.

Han Ze also wanted to see it, but was patted by his grandma.

"Why don't you just wait for them to come back!"

"It's okay, you guys go up there quickly and put the money away! By the way, you tell the third brother that he will settle the house issue first before going to work in the past two days."

"Oh, yes!"

Now Han Songqing and the others still rent a house, which is not as comfortable as living in their own home!

A place of peace of mind is home!

Can a rentable house make people feel at ease?

For most people, that might not be the case.

Watching the grandparents and grandsons go upstairs, Han Songlin waited for a while, guessing that they had already entered the house before he left.

When she got home, Liu Yuyan had already boiled hot water to wash Zhang Suyun's feet.

Now that the weather is getting colder, Zhang Suyun likes to go back to the house after dinner at night, lying under the covers and watching TV.

Anyway, there is a TV in the bedroom, so I don't bother to compete with Liu Yuyan and the others to watch it.

There are many people in the family, and there is a little trouble, that is, the TV programs I like to watch are different.

"Mom, do you want to eat something at night?"

Zhang Suyun: "Don't eat, I have sandwich biscuits in the house!"

Sandwich biscuits?

The 90s is a very common cream sandwich biscuit, which can be said to be the memory of the post-[-]s and [-]s and grandma.

Han Ting and Han Yingzi like to ask Zhang Suyun for biscuits. The taste is really good.

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