Reborn in 70s as a hot mom

Wang Guihua still doesn't know that Song Shiting has been transferred. She just thinks that the shit can only be covered up, not uncovered, otherwise it will not only smell bad, but also look ugly.

Ruan Qingling looked like she was looking for someone to judge her, so she didn't dare to continue making trouble.

Song Shiting said, "The money has been given to you. What you want to eat is your business."

Wang Guihua's face turned dark, but she could not completely cut off this way of making money. In the end, she could only say: "Your sister is in the hospital, and you don't want to go and see her?"

Song Shiting: "I don't have time right now."

Wang Guihua: "Are you still a human being? You don't care about her life or death, and now you tell me that you don't have time? You don't even want to send her some condolences?"

After all, I still want what he has.

Ruan Qingling snorted: "If you forget the family separation agreement, I can read it to you again in front of others."

Wang Guihua's face turned even darker: "I don't need you to be nagging here."

Ruan Qingling glanced at her with a smile, but her eyes were full of warning: "I advise you, just accept it when it's good. When I think about those thousands of dollars, my heart aches and I can't sleep at night. I just think about it. I want the money back, but if you push me again, I don’t guarantee that I will do something crazy, do you want to give it a try?”

This last sentence is too dangerous!

Wang Guihua was really afraid that Ruan Qingling would cause trouble and tell her about her daughter, so she could only snort.

Song Meiling looked at Song Shiting and said, "Third brother, I just want to eat a bowl of noodle soup and nothing else."

Ruan Qingling: "More than 4000 yuan for noodle soup will kill you. Now you still want a penny from me. Just dream."

She looked angry and stared at Song Meiling fiercely.

Song Meiling was so frightened that she shrank her neck.

Wang Guihua said: "We won't eat it."

Song Meiling: "I just want to eat."

The taste of noodle soup had already reached her stomach. She wanted to eat it, really wanted to eat it.

"Third brother, you are the elder brother and I am the younger sister. What's wrong with you buying me a bowl of noodles? Or are you saying that you don't even want your own younger sister?"

Song Shiting: "What should be given to you has been given to you. Now, go and figure it out yourself."

Song Meiling didn't care and shamelessly ordered a bowl of noodle soup.

Song Shiting ignored her.

Ruan Qingling fed Yaya some noodle soup.

Song Shiting ate very quickly, finishing a bowl of noodles in an instant.

He took Xiaowan, reached out to hold his daughter over, and said to Ruan Qingling: "Eat it."

Ruan Qingling nodded.

This husband is really good!

Ruan Qingling felt that with such a lovely daughter and a caring husband, she could survive in this era.

Thinking of this, I feel inexplicably better.

Although Song Meiling was eating noodle soup, she was in a bad mood.

Seeing that the third brother was so kind to Ruan Qingling, but then left her as a sister aside, the sour water in my heart began to bubble again.

Wang Guihua ordered a bowl of noodle soup for himself and followed Song Meiling to the side.

The noodle soup is really delicious.

They could have gone back, but what happened with Song Meili was too embarrassing.

So they chose to stay in town for two more days as an escape.

But staying two more days costs money.

And I can’t go back to the village to earn work points.

Life is difficult.

For this bowl of noodles, they were sure to get Song Shiting's money.

Wang Guihua suddenly ate noodles quickly.

Thinking that she would leave after eating, Song Shiting would not give her money.

However, Song Meiling wanted another bowl after finishing her meal, so she asked the boss again: "Boss, give me another bowl."

Ruan Qingling had already finished the noodle soup and said to Song Shiting, "I'll feed Yaya. You go buy something first."

This meant that Song Shiting should go to the supply and marketing cooperative to wait for them.

Song Shiting understood what she meant.

Although he had planned to pay for the two bowls of noodle soup if Song Meiling was cheating, Ruan Qingling gave him a way and he walked away.

Song Shiting stood up and headed outside.

Song Meiling immediately asked: "Third brother, where are you going?"

Song Shiting had already strode outside without replying to Song Meiling's words.

Song Meiling pouted and looked at Ruan Qingling.

Ruan Qingling slowly wiped Yaya's mouth with a tissue, and then called the boss: "Boss, pay."

The boss came over happily. Just when the boss was about to open his mouth, Ruan Qingling asked: "How much does it cost for the two bowls of noodle soup we just ordered?"

The boss was a little surprised, and looked at Wang Guihua. It turned out that they might be sharing a table, and said: "Two bowls of noodle soup cost one yuan in total, so add two liang votes."

Ruan Qingling started to dig into her pockets.

Song Meiling said immediately: "Third sister-in-law, please pay for our bowls as well."

Ruan Qingling asked with a look of surprise: "We have already separated. My husband has given you more than 4000 yuan. Do you still want another bowl of noodle soup from me? I am so poor that I can give you two bowls of noodles. That's good money." ,what are you thinking?"

The boss gasped while listening.

More than 4000 yuan!

Now 1000 yuan is already a big number for them, let alone so much money.

Wang Guihua: "You are really unfilial."

Ruan Qingling looked at her and said: "Mother-in-law, do you want me to ask everyone to come over and judge us? You forced my man to work hard and sold his blood to give you more than 4000 yuan, and you also scolded us for being unfilial. Do you want our lives and drink our blood?”

Now when she thinks about the injury on Song Shiting's shoulder, her teeth itch with hatred.

Everyone else was stunned.

Force your son to sell blood?What kind of mother is this?

Under everyone's strange looks, Ruan Qingling turned around and walked out, but Wang Guihua looked disgusted by the others.

Song Meiling was very angry and pouted and said, "Mom, what should we do now?"

What else can we do if this is the case?

I can only give you money!

……

Ruan Qingling carried Yaya to the corner and saw Song Shiting waiting for them in front.

Yaya was excited when she saw her father.

Dancing and dancing, the little one was so happy!

Song Shiting said: "Go to the house first and take a look. After seeing what you need to buy, go over and buy it."

Ruan Qingling nodded.

Song Shiting was looking for a house with a yard.

It looks quite spacious, with one room inside and a yard outside. There is a small booth set up outside the yard, which can be used for cooking.

The main thing is that the public toilet is just around the corner.

There is also a row of bamboo blocking the way, and the environment seems to be acceptable.

Ruan Qingling looked around and said, "It's very good. Is it expensive?"

Song Shiting: "Eight yuan a month."

Ruan Qingling asked again: "How much is your monthly salary now?"

Song Shiting: "85."

His salary is only 85. If he only had salary, his life would be very difficult.

Before Ruan Qingling spoke, Song Shiting said, "You don't have to worry about life."

He was a little worried that Ruan Qingling would dislike being too poor.

Ruan Qingling accepted it calmly. She didn't make any money, so she said: "Let's do this for now. You make a little, and I will find a way to make some more, so that we can live a happy life."

What she said recently was getting better and better.

Especially hearing her say, "Our little days."

Song Shiting felt inexplicably relieved.

He was still worried and hesitant just now, but unexpectedly, Ruan Qingling settled down.

Ruan Qingling asked: "Are you going to work today?"

Song Shiting nodded: "Well, I'm going to go there first. If you see what's missing, remember it first. We'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy it together at noon. I'll come back for lunch."

Ruan Qingling nodded.

The place we rented for eight yuan looked pretty clean.

Much better than the shabby ones in Songjia'ao.

Song Shiting left, and Ruan Qingling opened the door inside and took a look at the room.

Only then did I find a bed in the room...