Rebirth in the 70s: Crazy criticizing spoiled husband for being clingy

Wu Shengnian was about to open his mouth to relax the atmosphere.

Another person appeared at the door and saw Xiang Qing: "Mom."

Everyone looked up and saw Liang Wenci.

Xiang Qing's lips trembled, and she looked at Liang Wenci, whose face was filled with admiration, and then at Wen Mubai, who had a cold expression on his face. His well-maintained face was sad and fragile.

"Wen Ci, let's go. I'm not your mother." After a long while, she said this: "You have your own mother."

This is the son she has raised for more than 20 years. Once, Su Yonghe was cold to her, so she put everything on her son.

But in the end, it was a joke.

The love between mother and son for more than twenty years was not fake, but she knew better that the one who was hurt the most in this incident was her biological son.

She raised other people's sons like jewels, but her own son was beaten, scolded and abused.

Although she still has mother-son feelings for Su Wenci, she can't go back to the past, and she doesn't want to go back to the past.

Although Xiang Qing is weak-tempered, she is not stupid: "From the moment it was published in the newspaper, you are no longer my son. You will still call me Aunt Xiang from now on."

Liang Wenci's eyes flashed with hurt, he glanced at Wen Mubai, and responded in a low voice: "Okay, Auntie Xiang."

He stood at the door and glanced at the four happy people in the room. He felt sad. After a while, he said, "Grandpa wants to see you."

Before Xiang Qing could say anything, Wen Mubai said directly: "I won't go."

Who does the old man think he is? What a big deal. If he wants to see him, they have to go?

"Liang Yuan, grandpa really has something important to do with you." Liang Wenci felt like he was bearing the humiliation and bearing the burden.

"Not interested." Wen Mubai said directly: "I have said many times that it has nothing to do with me. Everything in the Su family and Old Man Su have nothing to do with me."

"Don't send me any money from now on. I don't want to get involved in your mess at all."

He had told him so many times that he didn't care about their trivial matters at all, and these people didn't even seem to hear him.

I'm so annoyed!

Thinking of this, something appeared on his face: "Is there anything else? Just leave."

This was said to Liang Wenci, and why not to Xiang Qing and Wu Shengnian.

Tang Banxia poked him and reminded in a low voice: "Be gentle."

Even if you have to drive away guests, you can't do it so blatantly~

"Mubai, we are sorry for you." Xiang Qing choked and cried: "It's right that you don't want to see us. I don't blame you."

While crying, she took out a deposit receipt from her handbag: "This is our Xiangjia's stuff, you and Wanwan each have half of it."

Although the Xiang family is not a big family, it still has some wealth.

In Xiang Qing's generation, she and her twin brother were the only two children. After her brother Xiang Yuan died, they all became hers.

Before coming, she divided the Xiang family's money into two parts, "This is what you should take, you don't want..." She refused.

Before he finished speaking, Wen Mubai took the deposit certificate: "I accept it."

If you don’t take it, you won’t get it.

Xiang Qing swallowed her words of persuasion and said instead: "Remember to open the box that Aunt Tuowu brought to you before."

Wen Mubai nodded: "Is there anything else you want to explain?"

With tears in her eyes, Xiang Qing smiled fragilely at him: "That's all."

She suppressed the sourness in her heart: "When you and Xiao Tang come to Shanghai from now on, you must remember to come see your mother. I will introduce you to Uncle Zhou and Wanwan."

Regardless of whether the child recognizes her or not, she always recognizes the child.

From now on, she will not be able to run out of money and supplies every month.

"Say more." Wen Mubai didn't give her any face at all.

Xiang Qing was not angry either, and looked at Tang Banxia: "Xiao Tang, treat him well, he is a kind child."

Tang Banxia: ....

This mother's filter must be eight feet thick.

"I will."

Xiang Qing left. From the beginning to the end, she never glanced at Liang Wenci outside the door.

After she left, Wen Mubai slammed the door shut and took out the deposit certificate: "The Xiang family is quite rich."

Tang Banxia took a look, but no, the deposit certificate contained fifteen thousand yuan, which was a huge sum of money in this era.

"What should I do with the deposit certificate?" Wen Mubai asked.

"Keep it." Tang Banxia thought for a while and said, "But it has to be in your name."

Only when the money is in your own name can you feel at ease.

"Then I'll do it tomorrow." Wen Mubai nodded, put it away, and pulled out the rattan box that Xiang Qing sent from the corner.

A thick layer of dust fell on it. He went outside to sweep away the dust and opened it. It was full of clothes.

If you unfold a man's clothes and look at them, you will see that the stitching is fine and the materials are exquisite. You can tell that a lot of care has been put into them.

If I guessed correctly, this should have been done by Xiang Qing himself.

Tang Banxia, ​​an outsider, was a little moved, but Wen Mubai, the person involved, had a cold face. He took out all his clothes and shook them, and sure enough, a piece of paper fell out.

It was a house deed, located on the Shanghai side.

Just say that Xiang Qing specifically mentioned that it shouldn't just be clothes.

Wen Mubai took a look at it, and then handed it to Tang Banxia: "Daughter-in-law, please keep it."

Shanghai stock market? He won't go?

Of course, if Banxia goes, he will definitely follow.

"Give it to me?" Tang Banxia teased him. This place will be the Bund, which will be famous in the future. There are tens of thousands of dollars per square meter.

"Give it to you." Wen Mubai nodded: "What's mine is yours."

He doesn't need much money. If it's not enough, he's looking for a wife.

"So good!" Tang Banxia patted his head and rewarded him with a kiss: "I'll make delicious food for you tonight."

The dissatisfaction in Wen Mubai's heart was immediately soothed: "I'll do it. What do you want to eat?"

His wife is pregnant now and can't smell the fumes. How could he be willing to make her uncomfortable?

"Hmm~ I want to eat dumplings, stuffed with oil residue and sauerkraut." The more Tang Banxia said, he felt like his saliva was about to flow out.

It’s just that they don’t have pork suet at home, which makes me very sad just thinking about it.

"I'll think of a solution." Wen Mubai's chest thumped loudly.

Isn't it just oil residue? It's hard to say.

In the afternoon, he went up the mountain with the animal attracting powder and hunted three pheasants, two rabbits, and a spore.

Then he took these and went to Gouzi's, exchanged them for twenty kilograms of pork suet, and emptied his inventory.

After coming back, she worked non-stop to press oil and mix stuffing to make dumplings. Finally, Tang Banxia got to eat the dumplings filled with oil residue and pickled cabbage that she had longed for.

Tang Banxia, ​​who enjoyed her meal happily, rewarded Wen Mubai in the evening. Although she was physically unable, she had the skills...

After a quarrel, Wen Mubai and Tang Banxia's relationship became better than before.

On weekdays, when they look at each other, their eyes are drawn, and they feel a bit like a young couple in love.

Tang Minxun, Su Nan and others looked at it, wishing they could hide far away and escape!

The days moved forward leisurely, and Tang Banxia lived comfortably and contentedly.

She was pregnant this year, so she did not participate in the autumn harvest, but everyone else in the family did, including An Yancheng and her eldest nephew Tang Jinghui, who had little presence.

Tang Banxia didn't stay at home either. Although she didn't participate in the autumn harvest, she often made some mung bean soup, winter melon and lily soup and other heat-clearing and refreshing soups and sent them to them...

If you go back and forth every day, consider it as exercise.

After the autumn harvest, Tang Jinghui shed a layer of skin, and finally understood why his mother didn't want him to go to the countryside.

It’s so painful, woo woo~

"Is Brother Tang here?"