Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

Chen Changbo stood up and hunched over, with one hand on his hips and the other tremblingly pointing at Yang Shuting.

"You speak without conscience!

What does your daughter's entry into the fence have to do with my daughter? It wasn't her fault. "

"Oh, I know, you have been complaining in your heart. You didn't say it before, but you kept it in your heart.

Now that you tell the truth, it turns out that this is what you have been thinking! "

"Then are you also complaining about me?"

"I blame me for suggesting that Zhao Jiarou go to the pig pen to become an educated youth, and blame me for not being able to fish out your good daughter!"

"You also blame me for not being able to get her back to the city!"

"None of the things your daughter did was done by herself."

"Which one of these things was forced on her by someone else?! You can't blame anyone else if you go to hell!"

"I'm still counting on her, I'm counting on an old lady, Yang Shuting. If I leave my words here, Zhao Jiarou will not be able to return to the city!"

Which factory would want to pass labor reform?

I have said this many times, but this person has never taken it to heart and is still dreaming.

"Why?"

Yang Shuting stood up suddenly: "Why did all four of your children come out?

Living a good life that everyone envies, eating well and drinking spicy food every day.

Even Hu Lebaji, a niece who has no biological father, mother, or brother, found a good family and entered the factory! "

"But my daughter was raised like a baby, but she has to stay in the miserable countryside all her life!"

She didn't accept it, she couldn't accept it.

"You also said that you, the stepdad, did a good job!

Hey, if this were your daughter Chen Qingyi, would you leave her alone? I'm afraid I've already thought of a solution! "

She finally understood that dog meat cannot stick to a sheep, and the stepfather is the stepfather.

She finally realized how hard it was in the countryside, and she would never let her daughter be trapped there for the rest of her life.

Since your stepfather can't be relied upon, let others help.

Zhao Xiangmei, mother and daughter, two vixens, hooked up with two powerful men...

Yang Shuting's eyes kept flashing, and she had a preliminary plan in her mind.

Chen Changbo smiled coldly, "Just keep it in your heart, my daughter will never become like your daughter!"

What's it like?

No one said it out loud, but they all knew it in their hearts, and the hand they held was so full of hatred.

Hearing this, Yang Shuting hated Chen Qingyi even more.

Chen Qingyi's happiness and smooth sailing only accentuated her daughter's misfortune, which was bumpy every step of the way.

The couple kept arguing for nearly an hour, getting louder and louder.

Next door, Aunt Feng was lying on the wall listening contentedly and smiling happily.

After coming out of the hospital, Chen Qingyi went to the family home and wandered around, being pulled by Aunt Feng and muttering for a while.

"Really?"

"Really, how can it be false? Yang Shuting is so angry that she swears to God that she will challenge your father.

She said she would definitely get her daughter back to the city on her own! "Aunt Feng couldn't figure out where Yang Shuting's confidence lies.

"She asked your dad to wait and see!"

Chen Qingyi clicked her tongue, knowing that she would only have two children in this life.

Things are rare and precious, so maternal love returns to Zhao Jiarou?

Zhao Jiarou had a miscarriage before and was so weak that Yang Shuting was not so anxious.

I hummed in my heart...

I grabbed a lot of fruit candies and gave them to Aunt Feng, and after getting a lot of information, I wandered home satisfied.

Early the next day, I took Zhao Jianshe through the entry procedures.

I quietly sent a thick blanket to the director of the human resources department, and the position was finally confirmed.

Procurement is a big deal.

Then he kept delivering food to Chu Xun, including dumplings stuffed with radish and meat made by Mrs. Chen.

I just got home in the afternoon and haven’t had time to drink a sip of water.

I was notified to go to the post office to pick up the package, and I rushed there without stopping.

"Hello, comrade, I'm here to pick up my package. Here is the list."

The staff member at the counter who was sorting out the receipts took it accurately with his hand without raising his head: "Is it from Chen Qingyi?"

"Are you Chen Qingyi?" He suddenly looked up at her.

Chen Qingyi's mouth twitched. Is it unacceptable that her name is Chen Qingyi?

He nodded firmly: "I am Chen Qingyi, and the address is correct. It is guaranteed to be genuine."

The staff was a little embarrassed, secretly blaming themselves for not being thoughtful, and coughed lightly:

"Your package is over there, the biggest one in the corner."

Chen Qingyi turned around and saw, "Good guy, this is a Big Mac, just a little smaller than a sack."

The staff member saw that she remained silent and smiled: "Can you handle it?"

"Yes, don't worry, I'm strong." She could take the next two home, Chen Qingyi even bent her arms.

Showed the staff invisible muscles.

The staff member smiled again: "Okay, then you can sign here."

After Chen Qingyi finished signing, she quickly walked to the corner, rubbed her hands, and left the post office with a strong lift.

The staff who kept peeking at her to see the excitement said: "...!!"

"This is so powerful. Brother Wang carried it on his shoulders. He said it weighed about seventy or eighty pounds!"

"It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. They are so beautiful that they can fall over in the wind. Sister Lin looks like this. I didn't expect..."

He is a figure like Yang Paifeng.

With the post office as the center, it began to spread, and the legend of the powerful woman slowly spread in the county.

Chen Qingyi didn't even look at the mail, so she tied it to the rear frame of the car with a rope.

She got on her bicycle and went home. When they got home, Mrs. Chen and others were also surprised.

Mrs. Chen ran over to help support the car, "Xiaoyi, who mailed this?"

It's also too big.

Old Chen helped to unload it and almost lost his waist. Chen Qingyi said nothing and wouldn't let him do it again.

Not to mention her age, even when she was young, her father had never done heavy work.

Chen Qingfeng was carried into the house.

"Is there something going on here? She's quite honest, she's from Beijing, oh...

It’s the Chu family, Xiaoyi, it’s from the Chu Xun family’s mail! "

Chen Qingyi nodded and guessed it at the post office. This year, the Chu family always mailed things to her.

She also often sends them emails, and even calls them to say hello when nothing happens.

But she was very curious as to what was inside. It was too big.

After using scissors to open it, the corners of his mouth were greatly raised. This is a gift for the old couple knowing that grandma is here!

This is an attitude, and this attitude undoubtedly makes Chen Qingyi feel good.

Four cans of malted milk, four cans of fish, six cans of fruit, two large barrels of biscuits, and a large pack of White Rabbit toffees.

A small bag of chocolates, two cardigans and thin sweaters, and two pairs of calfskin shoes.

A pair of white ones, a pair of black ones, with a little heel, very beautiful.

In addition, there are two woolen skirts, one woolen coat, three roast ducks, and six packs of Beijing snacks.

Two bottles of Maotai wine, two bottles of Xifeng wine, two cigarettes, and a piece of cloth.

The cloth should be for Old Mrs. Chen, the color is dark, and the other tobacco and alcohol belong to Old Mrs. Chen.

In addition to these, there are actually two black bags! !

It's not the kind of military green cloth bag, it's the kind of leather bag. It's simple in style, but you can tell at a glance that it's handmade.

Seeing that it was carefully prepared, Chen Qingyi touched it curiously.

It looks better than the ones bought in county department stores.

But it's not these things that make the package so heavy. It's because of more than a dozen books.

Chen Qingyi was a little confused. Why should she mail a letter to her? There were rumors that she would take the college entrance examination in advance?

It’s impossible, it’s several years away.

She is a little butterfly, but her wings are not that powerful.

He scratched his head and ignored it. Let's make a call directly after picking up Chu Xun from the hospital tomorrow morning.