The little drama queen who was a prosperous husband in the 1980s through the book

Wen Huaizhi walked tiredly to the window. He pushed open the window and placed his hands on the window sill.

"Your partner?"

Wen Ling glanced at Xiaotian in the back room. Xiaotian was sleeping soundly, and soft snores came from the bedroom.A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Wenling's mouth.

"It's very beautiful. You are such a solid piece of ice, and finally someone has warmed you up."

Wen Huaizhi looked at the entire Changzheng Factory from a distance. It was late at night and the factory area was asleep.

He withdrew his gaze, then turned around, dismissing his sister's suspicion in an understatement.

"It's not a target. She's an employee of the guest house. I hired her temporarily to look after your children."

Wen Ling's face turned red and he explained, "I don't have anything to do to delay you. I didn't know you would have a meeting tonight."

Wen Ling noticed something strange about Wen Huaizhi. After the girl left just now, Wen Huaizhi had been standing at the window.Until now, his eyes were still looking downstairs.

She glanced out the window and raised the corner of her mouth, "Hey, I finally know why you don't go home, and you said the Changzheng Factory is interesting!"

Wenling turned around in a circle with his hands behind his back and said innocently, "You have taken a liking to this employee at the guest house."

Wen Ling carefully recalled Bai Xue's figure just now, and couldn't help but nod, "It's really good, she is a great beauty. My brother's taste is very good. I can return to my grandfather!"

Wen Huaizhi snorted and looked out the window casually.

"Sister, your imagination has been rich since you were a child."

Wen Huaizhi lowered his head and looked down at the Changzheng Factory.

My house in the Changzheng Factory should be vacated next week, and I won't be living in a guest house by then.

As for why I don’t go back to my grandpa’s house, it’s very simple.My grandpa's home is in the military compound on the outskirts of Jiangzhou City. It takes an hour to commute to get off work one way. It's not worth the time it takes to commute.

Downstairs, beside the moon arch, Bai Xue's figure appeared.

Bai Xue walked, stamped her feet, and put her hands in her hair, as if she was upset about something.

Wen Huaizhi pressed down on the corners of his eyes.

Just as she was about to walk out of the guest house, Bai Xue suddenly turned around and looked up at the window of Room 518.

Wen Huaizhi stepped back and immediately stood by the window.

"Hahaha!" Wenling covered his mouth with his hands, trembling with laughter.

Because the first batch of shoes had quality issues, Bai Xue had no plans to use the original method to make the second batch.Now, what needs to be solved urgently is to reconstitute the glue that can really be used on cloth shoes.

The next day.

Bai Xue got up early. She went to the guest house to order a meal and then went straight to the Cultural Palace.She must see Yao Qiang today.

She searched the alleys around the Palace of Culture, inside and out.

Finally, near noon.

Bai Xue blocked Yao Qiang in front of a storytelling hall.At this time, Yao Qiang was leaning against the corner, smoking, and discussing with a few boys how to extort money.

"Damn it! You guys rush in later and start with the plum blossom cake seller. He must have made a lot of money in the morning." Yao Qiang began to arrange his troops, the cigarette ashes shaking as his mouth squirmed.

"Brother Qiang," the younger brother next to him said, "Someone is looking for you."

Yao Qiang lit his cigarette, squinted his eyes, and glanced at Bai Xue.

His mouth was frozen, and his eyes were panicked.

He put one hand in his pocket, looked around the alley, and walked back.

"Don't go."

Snow White blocked up.

Several younger brothers were stunned and surrounded Bai Xue and Yao Qiang one by one.They felt that their boss was too abnormal. His eyes were wandering and he did not dare to look at the woman in front of him.

"not……"

puff!

The younger brother next to him laughed out loud.

Everyone looked at each other with a strange light in their eyes.

"Brother Qiang, we won't disturb you. Let's go first."

"Yes! Let's go first and you can chat slowly!"

The younger brothers retreated wisely.

Seeing that everyone was gone, Yao Qiang had no intention of running away.He crossed his arms and held a cigarette butt, looking very casual.

"What are you doing? Are you here to fight?"

Yao Qiang looks tough, but in fact, his words are full of hypocrisy, a typical example of someone who is tough on the outside but candid on the inside.

"Yao Qiang, do you plan to make a living by robbing small vendors for the rest of your life?"

At this time, by chance, someone passed by them.

The man was a woman in her 40s. When she saw Yao Qiang, it was like seeing the god of plague.The woman took the child and quickly walked out of the alley to another road.

"You want to be walked around forever?"

Yao Qiang sneered and shook his legs nonchalantly.

"That's because they're afraid of me!"

"Yes, they are afraid of you, afraid of being fucked by you, afraid of being robbed by you." Bai Xue said every word carefully and loudly, "Is this honorable? Is it worth showing off?"

Yao Qiang was a little impatient and threw away the cigarette butt.

"It doesn't matter to me what they think of me. Anyway, I lost the battle when I was born, and I will never be able to turn around."

The Xingmu in the Pingshu Hall next to him made a "bang" sound.

Bai Xue listened carefully, and it told the story of Zhu Yuanzhang's battle with Chen Youliang.

Bai Xue took a deep breath and pointed to the Pingshu Hall.

"You should know the story of Zhu Yuanzhang."

"I know, my ears are broken." Yao Qiang crossed his legs, nonchalantly.

"Is Zhu Yuanzhang worse off than you? No matter how poor you are, do you go begging for food? No matter how poor your family is, do you need to become a monk to earn a living?"

Yao Qiang smiled unexpectedly and looked at Bai Xue provocatively.

"What? Can I still have the throne?"

Bai Xue looked at him coldly and said very seriously, "You can have dignity. You can not be pointed at or avoided by others."

These words were like a sharp blade, gently piercing Yao Qiang's heart.

He has never had any great ambitions. As long as he has enough to eat and drink to avoid starving to death, it doesn't matter even if he goes to jail.

However, he only lacked dignity.

He has not experienced what it feels like to have dignity, but he knows that it must be a different world.

Yao Qiang felt hot and almost burst into tears.

However, the coldness in his eyes is still obvious.

"Forget it, my father is a murderer, and I am the son of a murderer. Even if he has skills, he will be useless a long time ago, so don't bother with him. He is now a complete drunkard. ."

When Yao Qiang said the most important thing, he felt his vocal cords shaking.

He turned around to leave.

"Try it!" Bai Xue stopped him again, with a pleading light in his eyes.

"Hopeless."

Yao Qiang shook his head, rejected Bai Xue, and walked deeper into the alley.

Bai Xue stopped chasing him, but raised her voice, "Yao Qiang! Just try and maybe it will work. If you don't try, you will never have a chance of success!"