Reborn in 1970, the chief’s wife wants a divorce

After entering the house, Zhou Fugui complained about Zhou Bingqiang: "Boss, didn't I tell you not to say anything? Did you tell the second child about the third child's life experience?"

"Dad, I didn't mean it. I accidentally let it slip. The second child knows that you picked up the third child on the roadside." Zhou Bingqiang touched his nose and said.

Zhou Bingqiang didn't spill the beans at all, but deliberately told Zhou Bingxing after losing a fight with Zhou Bingchen.

Otherwise, why would Zhou Bingxing help him every time he fights?

Zhou Fugui breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the boss had sense and didn't tell everything.

"Listen here, you two, Zhou Bingchen is your biological brother, don't let it slip in the future." Zhou Fugui instructed.

"Dad, the third child was picked up on the roadside. You and mom raised the third child. Now that the third child is successful, he should be grateful to you for the rest of his life. If we don't tell him, how can he repay his kindness?" Zhou Bingxing had a long face. , a little unhappy.

"You'll die if you say it, do you still say it?" Zhou Fugui slapped Zhou Bingxing angrily and muttered: "Repay kindness, repay kindness, what kind of kindness can I ask others to repay when you lose your life?"

"Dad, if you don't tell the third child the truth, will your gold bars be distributed to the third child in the future?" Zhou Bingxing was still thinking about Zhou Fugui's gold bars.

"Those things are not mine, they were asked by others to help me keep them. Brother, can you be of some use? If you want money, go earn it yourself. Don't always stare at the three melons and two dates in your pocket." Zhou Fugui His face sank.

"Dad, I also want to make money, but it's a pity that your job has been given to Zhou Meimei. I am exhausted from working in the production team all year round. Apart from rations, I can't make a few dollars a year!" Zhou Bingxing said, The old scores started to come up again.

"I will give my job to whomever I like. You have no shortage of food and clothing at home, so why do you need so much money?" Zhou Fugui was angry.

"Dad, I just think you are too unfair. I don't care. When you divide the gold bars, I have to be more generous than Zhou Meimei." Zhou Bingxing worked hard to fight for his own interests.

"I said those things are not mine, didn't you hear? I have been thinking about dividing them all day long. If you are not afraid of death, just take them and spend them." Zhou Fugui became irritable again.

Zhou Bingxing curled his lips and stopped talking, but he was very unconvinced.

Who would be so stupid as to leave gold bars to others for safekeeping?

If it’s not your own, who else could it be?

"Dad, do we really have gold bars at home? I thought the second brother was talking nonsense!" Zhou Bingqiang's face looked a little ugly.

Zhou Bingqiang is the eldest son.

After Zhou Bingqiang turns eighteen, Zhou Fugui will consult Zhou Bingqiang about any major family issues.

But now, Zhou Bingxing knew that Zhou Fugui had gold bars, but Zhou Bingqiang didn't know.

Zhou Bingqiang's heart was filled with a sense of loss.

"I just got it back the day before yesterday. There are only about ten sticks in total. Someone else really asked me to keep it, so don't let it slip." Zhou Fugui felt guilty.

The jar containing gold bars belonged to Zhou Dazhu's wife, Tian Shanhua.

However, Tian Shanhua did not ask Zhou Fugui to keep the jar, but Zhou Fugui spent more than ten years slowly searching for it, and it was only recently found by him.

The day before yesterday, Zhou Fugui found an opportunity and secretly took the jar back.

It was late at night, so Zhou Fugui buried the jar in the backyard without looking carefully at what was in it.

Now, Zhou Fugui only hoped that Tian Shanhua would not find out that the jar was missing in a short time.

Otherwise, Zhou Fugui would not be able to withstand Tian Shanhua's anger.

Zhou Fugui also had no choice but to touch Tian Shanhua's capital.

In recent days, Zhou Fugui has been filled with a sense of urgency, feeling that danger is gradually approaching him.

Zhou Fugui had felt this way before.

Zhou Fugui relied on this feeling to escape death several times.

Zhou Fugui wanted to escape with the gold bars. Change your life somewhere else.

Zhou Fugui didn't expect that he would bury a jar and be seen by Zhou Bingxing.

In order to prevent Zhou Bingchen from getting the gold bars, Zhou Bingxing actually started a family separation today.

"Dad, how about... let's split up the family as my second brother said!" Zhou Bingqiang's eyes lit up when he heard Zhou Fugui personally admitted that he had more than a dozen gold bars, and he agreed to split up the family.

Zhou Bingqiang was also very moved by such a large amount of wealth.

"Boss, do you think it's good to separate the families?" Zhou Fugui glanced at Zhou Bingqiang and felt a little disappointed.

Zhou Fugui originally thought that his eldest son was the most like him.

After Zhou Fugui settled down, he sent a letter to his eldest son and asked him to find an opportunity to live with him.

Now it seems that the eldest son is also short-sighted.

Such a son is destined to be a drag, and Zhou Fugui would not find a drag by his side.

"Dad, you decide! I don't have any objection no matter what." Zhou Bingqiang changed his tune when he heard that Zhou Fugui's tone was wrong.

"Okay, let's separate the families." Zhou Fugui finally made up his mind.

Since his sons all wanted to separate the family, Zhou Fugui didn't bother to suppress them.

Anyway, when the opportunity comes, Zhou Fugui will fly away.

How his sons will live in the future is not within the scope of Zhou Fugui's consideration.

Let’s talk about Zhou Bingchen.

After Zhou Bingchen went out, he went directly to the brigade headquarters to find Zhou Dazhu.

"Bingchen, sit down, sit down, this time, you haven't been back for more than a year, right?" Zhou Dazhu was very enthusiastic. He gave up his seat and made tea.

"Captain, there's no need to make tea. I just had a bowl of frangipani at home and I'm still full! I can't drink it even if you make it. Don't waste your good tea." Zhou Bingchen declined hastily.

Thanks to the dream, Zhou Bingchen felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Zhou Dazhu making tea.

In the dream, Zhou Bingchen drank a cup of tea at Zhou Dazhu's house and was "drugged".

Zhou Bingchen didn't dare to take a sip of the tea made by Zhou Dazhu.

"Bingchen, you are really discerning. My tea is indeed good tea. The tea from the mountains is very fragrant! Try it." Zhou Dazhu enthusiastically placed the brewed tea in front of Zhou Bingchen.

"Thank you, I'll drink it later." Zhou Bingchen had no choice but to say thanks.

"Bingchen, you're not at home to talk to your dad. Do you have anything to do with me?" Zhou Dazhu asked.

"Captain, I do have something to do. I have been approved to join the army. This time, I am going to take Pearl and my two children to the army. I need a certificate from the brigade." Zhou Bingchen said sincerely.

Before inviting Zhou Dazhu to his home, Zhou Bingchen planned to take care of his own affairs first.

"Oh my, joining the army is a great joy! Bingchen, have you been promoted recently?" Zhou Dazhu said with a smile.

"Ashamed! I have been in the army for more than ten years and I am still a junior company commander." Zhou Bingchen would definitely not tell the truth.

It’s good to say that you are the company commander!

The monthly allowance is 28 yuan, and Zhou Bingchen sends 20 yuan to his family every month. Even if others want to speak, they can't find a reason.

"Being able to take your wife and children with you in the army is a sign of your ability." Zhou Dazhu praised him.

Zhou Bingchen smiled and said nothing.

Talking too much can lead to mistakes. In front of unfamiliar people, speaking less is the right thing to do.