The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

In the lives of ordinary people, a small yellow croaker can guarantee nearly two years of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

In her newspaper, the editor's monthly salary is 100 yuan, which is more than a small yellow croaker.

A small yellow croaker can be exchanged for about 80 yuan.

Not to mention that the chief writer of the newspaper has three small yellow croakers a month.

Everyone's destiny is different. If she insists on letting them enjoy a life that is not hers, but cannot take it into consideration at all times, it will harm them.

If they have the ability and luck, they can one day earn a better life with their own hands.

"It's all up to you." Shen Yuqing had no objection.

He smiled, "My Hui Yi is not married yet, but she already looks like a mistress! You have thought of every aspect, so I can be free to relax!"

Shen Yuqing was very happy.

He mentioned the mistress several times, and Song Huiyi was also happy.

When he was happy, he held her face and placed a kiss on her forehead.

He values ​​her.

In the evening, the Li family's mother and son got into the officer's car and returned to Nancheng with them.

Li Da slept on Mother Li's shoulder.

Mother Li's eyes were calm.

She stared at the retreating scenery outside for a moment, watched the car move away from the busy city, exited the city gate, and walked onto the country road, and finally shed two lines of tears.

It was extremely dark outside, but she felt that the future was bright.

Wiping away the tears on her face, she glanced at her sleeping son and smiled with relief.

With his son by his side, it’s a new beginning in a new place.

Even if I live in poverty in the future, no matter how poor I am, it will still be better than that place! Finally, she no longer had to suffer that kind of torture, and the pain was over.

Back in Nancheng, Song Huiyi asked them to rest at the inn for one night.

Early the next morning, she took them to Jiang's mansion and introduced Mrs. Li to Mrs. Jiang.

It was just a female worker's position, so Mrs. Jiang readily accepted it.

She asked her supervisor to take her to the factory to have a look.

Before leaving, Song Huiyi gave her two heavy money bags.

"This purse contains two small yellow croakers, and the other contains 80 yuan. This is a new chapter in your life, and I hope you live a good life." Song Huiyi said.

Mother Li has never seen so much money in her life.

She was a little frightened and quickly shied away: "I can't! This is impossible, Miss Song!"

She said, "You have helped me so much, I absolutely do not want this money! Take it back quickly!"

"Take it."

Song Huiyi said, "You have nothing now. Even if you have a job, your salary will not be paid until next month. Where will you live with your children, and what will you eat this month?"

These two small yellow croakers are enough for you to buy a small house big enough for you, mother and son, and to add some items to your home. The remaining 80 yuan can be used for daily emergencies. "

She gave the money to Li's mother.

Mother Li hesitated and accepted it.

She burst into tears and kept saying thank you.

The steward took them away.

Mrs. Jiang invited her to sit in the room.

She asked: "Where did that person come from just now?"

Song Huiyi told her the whole story, and then told her what happened to the Luo family's father and daughter.

"You went to Hangzhou and saw so many things." After hearing this, Mrs. Jiang shook her head with regret, "They are all poor people."

"Yes."

Song Huiyi said, "I only saw a few things in two days, which shows that there are too many things. I really hope that one day men and women will have equal status and women will not have to suffer so much!"

“Some people just have it ingrained in their bones!”

Mrs. Jiang said angrily, "I also suffered a lot of criticism when I got divorced, saying that I would not live well without a man. Now I not only live well, but I live better than before!"

This is prejudice.

Song Huiyi saw Mrs. Jiang's change.

She said: "When I made friends with you at that time, I knew that you were strong and tolerant. You were not as weak as I imagined. This is how women should be."

"We are not other people's add-ons." Mrs. Jiang said.

Song Huiyi agreed very much.

She gave the gift she brought back from Hangzhou to Mrs. Jiang: "I came too early. Yaoyao and Banban must not have gotten up yet. Please pass it to them."

"Isn't that right?" Mrs. Jiang thanked her and joked, "When winter comes, they can't get up until the sun rises."

Song Huiyi also laughed.

She didn't sit for long before leaving.

She returned to Song Mansion.

As soon as we entered the hall, we heard the servant say that they were all having breakfast in the dining room.

It's rare that both father and brothers are at home at this time.

She entered the restaurant.

"Nanny is back." Song Peiwen saw her first.

He asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

"Eat." Song Huiyi sat down, "Seeing that my father and brother are eating so well, I'm a little hungry again, so I might as well eat some more."

Manager Zhang took a new pair of bowls and chopsticks and brought her a glass of milk.

"Young girl is a bad student. She had breakfast at other people's houses. Now she is even more homeless than my eldest brother and I!" Song Heping said with a smile.

"Second brother, please don't make fun of me." Song Huiyi couldn't help laughing.

She said, "That's because you and your eldest brother don't want to get married and have children. Otherwise, why would it be my turn to take the lead?"

"Shen Yuqing has calmed down. Now the biggest losers in Nancheng are the eldest brother and the second brother."

Song Yuecheng said proudly, "I am the most innocent person in our Song family!"

Song Mingli's expression did not change: "I keep myself clean, don't get involved with me."

"Brother dares to say it without blushing." Song Yuecheng puffed out his cheeks and gave him a thumbs up.

Song Huiyi laughed.

Song Peiwen asked her: "You're not going out today, are you?"

"Not going out."

She took a bite of the pancake, chewed it carefully, and then continued, "Shen Yuqing went out before dawn. The New Year is about to end, and he followed the governor to the suburbs to train troops. He should not come back until the year before."

Song Peiwen hummed.

She added, "I don't know if Shen Linyang and Shen Ruye will take those lines of defense?"

"Shen Yuqing knows how to manipulate people's thoughts." Song Mingli said in a deep voice, "If he said so, they will definitely follow the path he set."

"Where's Yan Hai?"

"In the backyard."

Speaking of Yan Hai, Song Heping couldn't help but praise, "He is indeed a smart man. I talked to him about some scattered small gang management issues the day before yesterday, and he gave me an idea, which is very useful."

Originally, I was going to send him away when his injuries recovered, but after thinking about it, I decided to take advantage of the chaos to send him away on the day when Shen Ruye and Shen Linyang took action.

Everyone was busy that day and it wouldn't attract anyone's attention.

Seven days after Yan Hai moved into Song Mansion, they set off for Guangcheng.

The structure of that house is cleverly designed.

With the help of the Qing Gang and Shen Yuqing's skilled mechanics, as well as Yan Hai's help, it still took them more than half a month to crack the trap.

The Qing Gang got the evidence collected by Yan Li.

He lived in Song Mansion and was not well received at first.

Being unpopular is not to embarrass him, but that except Song Huiyi, everyone else doesn't pay much attention to him.

He knew that he didn't go out much when he stayed indoors.

The Qinggang and Hongmen have had a long-standing feud, which is normal.

Later, when he went to Guangcheng and had to interact with him, they changed their view of him.

Yan Hai is indeed different from other people in Hongmen.

After returning from Guangcheng, they would chat with Yan Hai when they had nothing to do, and would also ask him to come to the main building for dinner.

"It's a pity that he is from Hongmen, and we can't keep him since we met so late," Song Mingli said.