Seventy is so sweet, she married the toughest guy and was pampered

At this moment, he saw Fatty Wang standing in the distance and waving wildly towards him.

Fat Brother gradually established the best supply and demand relationship with Li Meng. In the past, the quality of seafood was uneven, and few people bought it. Since Li Meng gave away first-class products many times, everyone did not buy it every Saturday morning. Line up to buy.

He became a middleman and could make a lot of money by doing this.

Seeing Fat Brother taking the pole from Li Meng's shoulder with a smile on his face, Ling Shuoye's eyes were obviously disgusted.

Fatty Wang obviously also noticed the limping man behind Li Meng.

Ling Shuoye's eyes were sharp and sharp, like a sword unsheathed, with absolute lethality.

but……

Fatty Wang looked up and down and saw that Ling Shuoye was a "disabled person". She then grabbed Li Meng who was wiping his sweat and said, "Sister, I said you didn't bring a man with you every time you came here. It turns out that your man did." Don’t take action.”

Li Meng couldn't help but laugh, and wanted to explain that her cheap husband was injured while fighting a flood, and this was the period of recovery.

But before he said it, Fatty Wang was moved and said, "You should have told me earlier. I'm not a shady merchant. I'll give you more."

Li Meng saw that it would be profitable, but also thought that he would not cheat, so he nodded.

The fat brother then took over the pole that was pressing on Ling Shuoye's shoulders, and found that the weight of the opponent's bamboo basket should not be underestimated. Looking at the bulging muscles on his shoulders and chest, it felt strange.

Do disabled people still have such a large amount of exercise?

In Fat Brother's puzzled eyes, Li Meng urged him to weigh himself.

Everything is done in a harmonious atmosphere, there is no asking for prices or haggling.

When giving money, Fat Brother gave me three yuan more.

"When you go out to eat, go to the state-owned restaurant to buy food. The large plate of chicken tastes good. One and a half yuan is enough. Remember to drink soda. The lemon flavor is delicious."

"Good good."

Li Meng and Fat Brother say goodbye.

Coming out, someone continued to say hello.

"Xiaomeng, take your children and husband back."

Li Meng smiled and nodded.

Everyone peeked at Ling Shuoye from time to time, wondering how a girl like Li Meng, who had a good image, good temperament, first-class eloquence and a quick mind, was lost in the hands of a lame and crippled person.

She did go to the state-owned restaurant and ordered japonica rice, a large plate of chicken and lemon-flavored soda.

"Eat, we can't go into town without an empty stomach."

Ling Shuoye looked at her curiously, "What did that fat man say to you just now? Did he say that I was disabled?"

"how is this possible?"

But Li Meng quickly smiled and pointed at him, "You are self-aware."

"Cripple his head!"

Ling Shuoye was furious.

The two children have begun to taste delicious food, their quality of life has improved, and their bad habit of gobbling up food has been corrected. Now they chew slowly and gracefully.

Li Meng was naturally relieved to see the changes in his child.

"Mom, eat this, the chicken legs are delicious."

The considerate little cotton-padded jacket has already sent chicken legs over.

As for Ling Beibei, he eats more vegetables and less meat. He is obviously practicing filial piety.

After the four of them ate, Li Meng stood up and said, "Go and sign up now."

"Wow," Ling Beibei jumped up in surprise and clapped happily, "We will also go to a noble school in the future."

"Yes," Li Meng gently touched the child's head, "Isn't this what I promised you before?"

Although she is a woman, she also understands the principle of keeping your word.

Ling Nuannuan was sad and moved, "Mom, you will have to work hard at home from now on."

Li Meng smiled like a fox, "At home? After you leave, I won't need to wash and wash at home. As long as you can take care of yourself, I will be satisfied."

Ling Nuannuan almost cried.

Several people moved to Gaoxin Primary School.

Knowing that he was here to register, the receptionist hurriedly contacted the office.

The director of the Admissions Office hurriedly came out to greet them, "Oh, I'm a little lost. Where are the children?" He looked down at the two little guys cowering behind their parents, "Come inside quickly, let's talk in detail."

Entering the office, it is clean and tidy.

There were countless prizes in the display cabinet, and the director introduced them excitedly: "This is our first prize in the city's singing competition, this is the Mathematical Olympiad... this is the tug-of-war competition, and this... this is oral arithmetic..."

He introduced it with a eloquent tongue, full of pride and ambition.

Li Meng listened carefully and remained silent.

Ling Shuoye, on the other hand, didn't really like the plump, balding director. He would intentionally or unintentionally get close to Li Meng when he was talking. His subconscious micro-expressions and movements had offended Ling Shuoye.

Seeing that Ling Shuoye was listless and taciturn since he came in, the director thought that this disabled man was a freeloader, so he simply refused to talk to him and regarded him as a tool.

The long introduction, pleasantries, and flattery finally came to an end, and then the director said with saliva, "You must have asked about the tuition and fees here. This is the case in aristocratic colleges. One child costs almost 20 yuan."

"We all know," Ling Shuoye stood up and took the money out of his pocket. "Let's issue a certificate. We have all the documents ready."

A look of awe suddenly appeared on the other side, "It turns out that the eldest brother has the final say in the family."

Ling Shuoye hated this sanctimonious guy from the bottom of his heart, so he was ready to leave early.

Director Dou held the vaccine booklet and birth certificate and waited to read them.

Seeing the other party's hesitation, Li Meng was a little anxious.

"There is still a lack of information. Is this considered elementary school?"

At that time, there were not even kindergartens, only preschools.

When asked, Ling Shuoye replied angrily - "Isn't this proof of preschool? Didn't you see it?"

Director Dou moved his glasses that slid down to his nose, "Who can prove that they attended preschool?"

"Can you write?"

In fact, Li Meng already felt that the atmosphere was tense and hurriedly handed the pencil on the table to Ling Beibei.

"Beibei, write your name and show it to the teacher."

Before Ling Beibei could write, Director Dou's face darkened and he snatched the pencil away, "Isn't this nonsense? Whether you have gone to school or not is a matter of education. It's not even time for the exam. .”

Ling Shuoye asked: "What can we do to prove it?"

"Go to the school and issue a certificate to show us. What have you done in the past two years? These are all problems. If we accept you, what will we say when the superiors investigate in the future?"

Director Dou asked harshly.

Li Meng took a deep breath and prepared himself.

Isn't this the case where Venerable Ananda asked for "personnel affairs" for Sun Wukong on the way to seek Buddhist scriptures? Li Meng, who is well aware of the unspoken rules of society, prepared a big red envelope of five yuan in advance.