Seven Zero Materials: I am the Poisonous Wife of the Villain with Mud Legs

"Mom, take it easy..."

Mother Ye felt sorry for her man and couldn't help persuading Mrs. Ye.

As a result, Mrs. Ye suddenly jumped up:

"You bitch, do you have your say? A bunch of bitches."

While Mrs. Ye was cursing, she "criticized strange flowers" to Ye's mother, which was like a spanking.

Mother Ye hugged her head and shrunk into a quail. Ye Nanliu wanted to protect Mother Ye, but was slapped down by Mrs. Ye's slap. Besides, she was tired and hungry, so she didn't get up for a long time.

Mrs. Ye sent all the grievances about Ye Nansong's failure to enter the university to the Erfang family, and she beat and scolded at the same time.

"Speaking of which, Nan Huai has been gone for a month, why hasn't she sent money to her family?"

Old man Ye ignored Mrs. Ye's beating and scolding of the Erfang family, and asked a question silently.

As a result, this sentence became the fuse of Mrs. Ye's madness:

"That's right, Ye Nanhuai has been away for a month, why didn't you send money to the family, did you, a bitch, ask you?"

Poor mother Ye couldn't say anything except holding her head and crying.

When Nanhuai left, he only had 20 wild vegetable dumplings on his body, and they didn't know how long the journey would take. They were not worried about Ye Nanhuai's safety, they only cared that he didn't send money to his family!

Thinking of this, Mother Ye cried even more fiercely.

"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry. Nansong's failure to pass the college entrance examination is the result of your family's death, and all the good luck in the family was wiped out by you!"

Old man Ye finally lost his temper.

Seeing Old Ye's anger, Mother Ye and Nan Liu also covered their mouths and dared not cry.

Old man Ye gave the Erfang family a blank look, and ordered in a cold voice:

"Starting tomorrow, the second daughter-in-law and Nanliu will go to pluck the leaves of the tree. You two will get back at least 7 cents a day. If you can't get it back, don't eat; second, you can start hunting in the mountains tomorrow, no matter how you say hunting It’s still more profitable than pulling leaves.”

Father Ye nodded silently.

This means that Mother Ye and Nanliu have done the work of the previous three people. When they get home, they have to take care of the old man Ye and Dafang's family, and Ye's father has to go hunting in the mountains to earn money to support Dafang and his family.

The life of other families is getting better and better, but the life of the second wife of the Ye family is getting more and more difficult.

Mother Leng couldn't help but want to give more money every time she saw Mother Ye's ragged clothes, black, thin, dry and listless appearance when they came to the tofu factory to sell leaves.

But since Leng Nuan knew that Father Ye gave Ye Nansong and his wife the new cotton quilt she gave to them both, Leng Nuan never gave anything to Father Ye and Mother Ye again.

Poor people must have something to hate. When Ye Nanhuai left, he was carrying worn-out patch after patch of patches. Father Rolling Ye could see it, but gave Ye Nansong new cotton quilts?She couldn't swallow this breath.

Leng Nuan told Leng's mother that when Ye's father and Ye's mother came to sell the leaves, they could give them a bite to eat, and they could not give anything else.

Unless they separated from Lao Ye's family, Leng Nuan really made up his mind to ignore them before the separation.

……

Song Zhenzhen couldn't bear people's complaints, so she simply hid in the educated youth spot these days and didn't go out.

All the technical work in the greenhouse is done by educated youths.

She sat on the bed angrily, seeing that the score dropped by two more points, Song Zhenzhen grinned angrily, completely inconsistent with her usual beautiful image.

Suddenly, Zhao Chenjin, Song Zhenzhen's dogleg, ran back to the educated youth spot panting:

"Educated Song, good news, good news, great news!"

Song Zhenzhen put away the anger on her face and raised her head and asked:

"What good news, it makes you excited."

"In a few days, the provincial art troupe will come to our township to show condolences, and there will be a military-civilian fish and water festival. The township will let us educated youths prepare a festival too!"

As soon as Zhao Chenjin finished speaking, the system immediately sent a notification tone:

"This is a great opportunity. If the host can stand out at this gala, the host will have a chance to be selected into the Provincial Art Troupe and get 30 points."

After hearing the prompt from the system, Song Zhenzhen stood up excitedly:

"It's really good news!"

"Great, really great."

Song Zhenzhen clapped her hands and wandered around the room for a few steps.

"Educated Song Song, you are the most talented among our educated youths, we listen to your performances."

Song Zhenzhen was excited and proud, and her brain was constantly running.

What are you doing?

These days the most sung in rural areas are model operas, which later became modern Peking opera.

If they sang some old-fashioned model plays such as "The Story of the Red Lantern", "Taking the Tiger Mountain Out of Wisdom", and "Wisdom Fighting", there would be nothing new at all.

Song Zhenzhen is choosing the program carefully based on her experience in her previous life.

But before the program thought of it, she thought of a bad idea that could make Leng Nuan embarrassing.

During this military-civilian gala, she might as well pull Leng Nuan that dead village girl to perform on stage.

Don't look at her tofu factory business is booming, but a village girl like her who hasn't even been to the county town a few times has no talent at all, no bullshit.

At that time, if she brought Leng Nuan to the stage, wouldn't she be ashamed and thrown at home.

And the system prompts that if Leng Nuan can be humiliated in front of everyone, then the system will also get a reward of 10 points.

Song Zhenzhen thought about it, so she went to the commune to find Secretary Li and expressed her thoughts.

Secretary Li also knows that Leng Nuan has made a great contribution to the village in the past month or so, but Leng Nuan grew up in Xigou Village. He doesn't know what happened to her, let alone performing on stage. She used to be a model opera Can't sing.

His original plan was for Song Zhiqing to perform on stage on behalf of the masses, but now Song Zhiqing pushed out Leng Nuan obviously because he didn't want to help.

Forget it, anyway, warmth and coldness also contribute, even if you lose face, it's no big deal.

Secretary Li went all out, and immediately sent someone to tell Leng Nuan the news, and let Leng Nuan make his own decision.

When Chen Qiming received the news, he ran to the Leng's house. For more than a month, his visit to the Leng's house has almost become a routine.

He witnessed the transformation of Leng Nuan with his own eyes, and the more he came into contact with Leng Nuan, the more he felt that Leng Nuan was different.

She is thoughtful and hardworking, is grateful and understands the general situation, and speaks generously and behaves elegantly when talking about business with the salesperson.

Compared with the stupid and fat as a pig before, it's like a different person.

Before he knew it, Chen Qiming had already been deeply attracted by Leng Nuan.

She was in the cabbage field when Chen Qiming found Nuan Nuan.

The clean white shirt and dark blue trousers outline her perfect curves, with a straw hat on top of her head and two slightly curled braids underneath. This image is simple and fresh.

In fact, this is not the underwear that Leng Nuan likes. I think that as the highest authority in the family, Leng Nuan has always attached great importance to her clothes, but in the hard and simple 70s, she has to do as the Romans do, but the wave There is still time to wave.

She is going to the vegetable field today, so she naturally dresses plainly.

Chen Qiming stood on the ground for a long time without recovering, until Leng Nuan inadvertently looked up and saw him, and he didn't react until he called him several times.

Chen Qiming blushed, and then remembered the business:

"Comrade Leng Nuan, the Provincial Art Troupe will come to our village to perform in a few days. Secretary Li asked you to come on stage to perform a show on behalf of our village during the Military and Civilian Fish and Water Gala!"