Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island

I squatted at the train station for three days and worked as a porter for three days, earning three yuan.

I slept in a bridge cave at night and drank cold pancakes from the well during the day, and finally waited for Sun Lili on the third day.

From a pauper to a wealthy woman overnight, Sun Lili did the same as most materialistic women. She first went to the store to spend money, then permed her hair and dressed up beautifully.

"Sun Lili, where are you running? Where is my design draft?"

Suddenly a big hand clamped her arm, and Sun Lili's first reaction was to run away.

"What are you doing? Who are you trying to scare to death?" Sun Lili rolled her eyes at him angrily when she realized it was her man.

"Why are your claws so dirty? Stay away from me and don't dirty my clothes." Sun Lili took two steps back in disgust and dusted herself off.

"You bitch, where did you get the money? Did you sell the design? To whom? Where's the money?"

Yu Fuhe didn't care about her newly bought clothes or new hairstyle. He pulled her newly permed hair to one side, then slapped her in the face, which made Sun Lili dizzy.

"You, you hit me?" Sun Lili covered her face and scratched Yu Fuhe's face with her long nails like crazy.

"Comrade Wenjun, thank you for your hard work!"

Now Qiu Jianhua has completely let go of the burden in his heart and completely convinced the two of them. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. He laments to himself that being in a high position will only make people laugh.

After squeezing into the crowd and taking a look, Yu Fuhe was pressed down on his crotch by his wife, and his face was about to turn into a bloody gourd.

Finally, comrades from the station police station came and took the couple away, and order was restored around them.

"Manager Qiu, Director Lu can't come here often. You are still in charge of the Eighth Factory, so you should pay more attention. I will come back in a month to deliver new products to the Eighth Factory."

When the two parents-in-law disagreed, they went full-on martial arts. This was Rongcheng, a big city. People on the street looked at them in surprise, and no one stepped forward to stop the fight.

"Oh, let's stand over there and watch the fun."

Song Wenjun was going home today. She upgraded the Feiyue brand TV set in Factory No. [-] to one that can be controlled remotely and has eight more channels. The workers were impressed and enthusiastic. After all, the economic benefits were good and their pockets were bulging.

"Manager Qiu, it seems to be Yu Fuhe." The secretary next to him said in surprise.

"I fought with you!"

"Comrade Song, look at this..."

Song Wenjun found a step. Anyway, there was still some time before the train departed. It would be good to watch the fight and relax appropriately.

"Mom, Zhiqiang has been made sick by you. You only have a son and you make him mad to death. Who are you looking for to take care of you until you die?"

Seeing many people gathered in front of him, Qiu Jianhua said to himself, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Qiu Jianhua didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that she did not regard Yu Fuhe as a fellow villager.

He took the initiative to admit to Song Wenjun that he had indeed seen Yu Fuhe holding her lost design draft, and persuaded her to report the crime, but Song Wenjun said no.

<divclass="contentadv">She must have cared about Fuhe's face for not reporting such a big thing. After all, they are all from the same place.

That guy almost killed himself, so he didn't care and just watched the fun.

A week after leaving, the foundation of the family's house was laid, and building materials were piled everywhere.

Zhao Yuqin was so angry that her head ached. She knew that her mother-in-law was nothing, and she didn't want to be like her. Their quarrel would only cause trouble for Lu Zhiqiang.

But Wang Cui'e went too far. In front of the villagers, she poured water on her own son, making him sick and unable to get up from the bed.

"I am his mother, I have to bear the pain of beating him and scolding him."

"Wenjun asked Zhiqiang to take charge of building the house, but he didn't let you take care of it. You can't read a single Chinese character. Can you understand the drawings? Zhiqiang said that you were not willing to listen, so he poured dirty water on him. You are still his biological mother. ?"