Reborn in 1985, divorced, fished and raised a baby, and made a lot of money

When Zhang Xiufang learned that she had a new granddaughter, she struggled to go and see her.

The nanny had no choice but to accompany her to visit Wu Cuicui.

When Wu Cuicui saw Zhang Xiufang coming, although she didn't like her, she was kind and filial and couldn't bear to chase away her elder, especially since the elder had difficulty walking.

"Cuicui, the child is back, but where is Jianming? Why hasn't he come back?" Zhang Xiufang asked hurriedly. At home, every time she asked Yang Zhigang, he would lose his temper and ignore her.

Wu Cuicui's expression was cold. "He hasn't come back yet. I asked someone to send the child here."

Zhang Xiufang was anxious and took out her wallet. "Cuicui, please give the money to Jianguo and send it to Jianming. He must be having a hard time over there and can't support the child, so he sent the child back."

When Wu Cuicui heard this, she could no longer control her mocking tone, "Second Aunt, you think too much. Second Uncle asked the aunt who brought the child here at the airport, and she said that Jianming has been promoted to professor over there. He broke up with his girlfriend and started dating someone else, and couldn't accommodate this child, so he asked someone to send him back."

"He lives in a big house, but he doesn't raise his own child. Even the one thousand yuan he spent to bring the child back was paid by his second uncle. I want to see what kind of good end this irresponsible person will have in the future."

Zhang Xiufang was stunned. "No, it's impossible. My son can't be like this. You must be lying to me."

Wu Cuicui shook her head. "You know whether I lied to you or not. What kind of person is your own son? Do you need me to remind you?"

"You're talking nonsense. My son wouldn't do that. He even said he would take me abroad to see a doctor and enjoy life." Zhang Xiufang shook her head. "You lied to me, you lied to me..."

Wu Cuicui sneered, "Okay, just think of it as me lying to you. Just wait. I want to see when your son will take you to America. Do you really think America is a good place? You are just marrying my second uncle. My second uncle is a kind and upright man. Because you are sick, he even makes money to take care of you."

"But you are so good. You never remember my second uncle's kindness, and you never treat him well. If you were in another family, someone like you would probably die in two or three years. Who else can get such good treatment like you? Second Aunt, you should act with conscience. People without conscience will not have a good ending."

"You... Wu Cuicui, you bastard, what right do you have to say that to me?" Zhang Xiufang pointed at Wu Cuicui and cursed, "You are so flattering to my family, isn't it because we are rich? Don't make yourself sound so good, in fact, you are just greedy for money, you are nothing."

If it were in the past, Wu Cuicui would have been so angry that her face turned red and she would have been eager to argue because of Zhang Xiufang's words, but now, since Yang Jianguo distributed dividends last year, she has been very stubborn.

"In your eyes, money is the most important thing, so it is your fault that you have raised Yang Jianming to be conscienceless. If I don't argue with you, will I just watch your precious son come back to pick you up?"

Zhang Xiufang wanted to argue again, but was stopped by Sister Feng. "Xiufang, stop arguing. If you continue arguing, you might faint and you will be the one who suffers. I heard that strokes are getting more serious each time. If you don't want to be bedridden in the future, you should be honest and go back to rest, or go out for exercise."

Zhang Xiufang, who was originally very angry, trembled with fear after hearing this.

If she could only lie down, she would be doomed.

Zhang Xiufang left angrily with a vicious look in her eyes. She was not at all grateful to Wu Cuicui for helping her take care of her two granddaughters.

In Zhang Xiufang’s heart, her son is so outstanding and she will have plenty of grandsons in the future, so what’s the point of a granddaughter?

Seeing Zhang Xiufang leave, Wu Cuicui could no longer control herself and began to cry.

When Han Xiaorui brought Pingping and Anan over to play, she saw Wu Cuicui quietly wiping her tears.

"Sister Cuicui, what's wrong with you?" Han Xiaorui asked. In the past, Wu Cuicui was always smiling, but now every time she saw her, she was either frowning or crying softly.

Don't be depressed!

When Wu Cuicui saw Han Xiaorui coming over, she shed more tears, "Xiaorui, Zhang Xiufang almost pissed me off today..."

She couldn't tell these things to anyone else except Han Xiaorui.

Her husband Yang Jianguo is busy outside making money and is also very tired when he comes home at night.

Even if he told Yang Jianguo about these things at home, it would be useless. Zhang Xiufang was a patient, and Yang Jianguo couldn't provoke her again.

As for my second uncle, well, he is an even more pitiful man.

It is very pitiful to have that wife. If she complains again, even if the second uncle scolds Zhang Xiufang, Zhang Xiufang will still throw a tantrum and make unreasonable demands, so the second uncle will still suffer.

I can’t even tell my parents, after all, I’m old and in poor health.

As for her younger sister Wu Lingling, she had a hot temper and jumping up and cursing wouldn't solve the problem.

Han Xiaorui saw that Wu Cuicui could still talk about these things, which proved that she was not depressed and could still cry and express herself.

By the time Wu Cuicui finished speaking, Han Xiaorui finally understood, "So that's how it is, Sister Cuicui, you just treat her as a dog, barking randomly. You said you value Uncle Yang's money, do you? Of course not! My brother Jianguo gets a lot of dividends from the ornamental fish farm."

Wu Cuicui nodded, "That's right. Zhang Xiufang said the same thing to Jianguo and me before. We are both decent people. How could we stand this? Although we were not poor at that time, we were certainly not as poor as Second Uncle. Second Uncle also helped us openly and secretly. This is all true."

"So when Zhang Xiufang said that to me, I couldn't refute it. But it's not the case now. I'm raising two children for them. All the money was spent on the children by my second uncle. I didn't take it. Even if there is any surplus, I will record it all."

Han Xiaorui smiled and said, "Let's just sit and walk straight, and cry until we feel comfortable. Then we shouldn't think about these things."

While Han Xiaorui was chatting with Wu Cuicui, Pingping and Anan were watching the baby next to the crib. Sometimes, when the mother and Aunt Cuicui were not around, they would poke the baby girl's face with their fingers.

Ever since they last saw the little baby, they have been clamoring to come and see it.

After talking with Han Xiaorui, Wu Lingling felt much better and was no longer upset.

At this time, Wu Lingling came, carrying two large bags, "Sister, Sister Xiaorui, you are all here? Come, try on the clothes and shoes I bought for the children."

Seeing this, Wu Cuicui said, "The child has more clothes than he can wear. Don't buy any more for him in the future."

Wu Lingling disagreed, "As the child grows older, of course he needs to buy clothes. Hey, sister, I haven't seen you for just a week, where did you get the child?"

In one bag, there were clothes prepared for Pingping and Anan, including beautiful skirts and shoes, pants and the like.

In another bag, there are things prepared for Yang Minmin and Yang Shunshun.

Wu Lingling didn't expect that there was a baby at home.

Wu Cuicui rolled her eyes, "This was born in the United States by Yang Jianming..."

Wu Lingling was shocked. She came over to see that the child was indeed different from normal Asian children. He was a mixed-race child. "Sister, I have a bad feeling."