Rebirth in 1980: I pretend to be a pig, eat the tiger and marry the chief

Tang Zheng was looking forward to the gossip when Old Yao took a sip of white wine and began to choke up.

Master Wei sighed, "Old Yao, half of my life has passed, and it's no use talking about this anymore."

After decades, even the sharpest edges will be smoothed by wind and rain. We are all half-buried in the ground now, so who would hold on to the past?

But this is a hurdle for Mr. Yao.

Tang Zheng listened and found out a big secret.

It turned out that Mr. Yao had snatched his wife from Mr. Wei. It couldn't be said to be snatching, one could only say that Mr. Yao had used some tricks.

But Mr. Yao must have loved her sincerely, but he didn't expect that later when he joined the army, his wife would suffer so much and eventually pass away before him.

The two of them didn't get to see each other for the last time, and Mr. Yao felt particularly sorry for his wife.

Sometimes, Mr. Yao would think that if he had not pursued his wife in the beginning, she would still be with Mr. Wei and she would not have to suffer so much.

Finally, Mr. Yao lay in Mr. Wei's arms and cried his heart out. Mr. Wei had to wipe his tears and try to persuade him with kind words.

"Old Yao, the past is not worth mentioning, just let it go...

This is all fate. There is no regret medicine in the world. Besides, I later got married and started a new family. I have never blamed you. If you want to blame someone, blame me for not being as good as you back then..."

Tang Zheng really couldn't digest such a bloody story, so he went to the second floor opposite to find Song Yuan.

Because she was afraid that if she continued to listen, Mr. Yao would silence her and stab her to death with a needle.

As a result, before he even entered the door, he saw Song Yuan and Lao Jin behaving intimately. Song Yuan seemed to be crying, and Lao Jin held him in his arms and comforted him softly.

"Don't be sad. I will definitely find a way to get your elder brother to agree to our marriage. Then we can have a grand wedding..."

Song Yuan choked up: "Then can I let Xiao Zheng be my bridesmaid?"

Lao Jin: "As long as you are happy..."

Tang Zheng: "..."

These two people are so bold to let a pregnant widow be the bridesmaid.

Tang Zheng was really a little overwhelmed, so he turned around and went to find Lu Junyi.

As a result, Lu Junyi was seen being harassed by Mao Ling.

"Hey, Brother Lu, just make some clothes for them!"

Mao Ling pulled Lu Junyi's sleeve and twisted around to act coquettishly towards him.

Tang Zheng couldn't bear to watch it. Mao Ling rubbed him twice more, and the buttons on his chest broke.

Lu Junyi was firm: "No, I have too many clothes to make, and I have to send them to the Magic City after they are finished!"

Mao Ling said, "If you go to Shanghai, take me with you. I just happen to be going home, so we two will have company."

Lu Junyi shook his head: "I may not go, let's talk about it when the time comes... Do you have anything else to do? If not, I have to get busy."

Lu Junyi's order to expel her was already very clear, but Mao Ling still had no intention of leaving.

She showed what she thought was her most beautiful smile and said, "It's okay. If you need any help, I'll do it. I can not only sew clothes, but also iron and fold them!"

“Aren’t you selling furniture?”

Lu Junyi looked up inadvertently and saw Tang Zheng. She hurriedly stepped forward happily: "Sister Tang, you are not busy anymore, take a look at the clothes I made these days!"

Mao Ling felt a little disappointed when she saw Tang Zheng. She stood there motionless without saying a word.

Tang Zheng followed Lu Junyi to the clothes rack. Lu Junyi pulled open the white curtain like he was presenting a treasure, and all kinds of clothes came into view.

On the cuff of each piece of clothing, there is a white cloth sign, Director Wei's, Boss Zhang's, Ms. Li's...

These are the result of the hard work of Tang Zheng and Lu Junyi, and Tang Zheng is very satisfied.

"Your skills have improved a lot recently, work hard."

Lu Junyi was very happy: "When I was in Shanghai, I took some time to learn some skills from the masters there. I benefited a lot. I will definitely continue to work hard in the future and strive to promote our brand to the world!"

Tang Zheng was a little surprised, then he patted Lu Junyi on the shoulder in a serious tone: "Lu Junyi, I didn't expect you to have such an idea. I really underestimated you. As long as you work hard, your dream will definitely come true!"

Seeing Tang Zheng and Lu Junyi chatting enthusiastically, Mao Ling's eyes fell on the clothes that Lu Junyi had made, and something flashed in her eyes.

After leaving Lu Junyi, Tang Zheng bought some fruit and then returned to the office.

Mr. Yao and Mr. Wei drank a little too much and were now fast asleep.

If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Yao was a Chinese medicine practitioner, Tang Zheng would definitely not have let them drink so much for the sake of the two old men's health.

When the two old men woke up, Tang Zheng was sitting at his desk drawing a design.

The mess on the table had already been cleaned up, and on it were the fruits that Tang Zheng had washed.

Elder Yao checked the time, then said to Elder Wei, "I'll go downstairs and take a look. Do you want to come with me or stay here?"

Old Master Wei glanced at Tang Zheng and said, "I'll go with you. I don't have a place to stay these few days, so I'll stay with you at night."

Old Yao snorted: "Didn't you just recognize your granddaughter? Do you still need an old man like me?"

Tang Zheng smiled awkwardly: "Grandpa, you reminded me that I don't seem to have a house that truly belongs to me in Huayang."

After hearing this, Mr. Wei quickly searched his bag and said, "How much does it cost to buy a house? Grandpa will pay for it for you."

Old Yao was a little panicked. Old Wei bought a house for his granddaughter, so he couldn't be stingy with his money, right?

Tang Zheng quickly said: "No, no, I have no plans to buy a house for the time being."

Mr. Wei wondered: "So you live in the office now?"

Mr. Yao: "She lives in the military area."

There was a flash of understanding in Mr. Wei's eyes, and he said casually: "The young man is not bad."

Mr. Yao was slow to respond: "What's good about that? He's dead, and he's still drunk. He's talking nonsense."

Old Master Wei was surprised and was about to speak when Tang Zheng quickly said, "Um, Grandpa, you guys go and do your work..."

At this moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and Ms. Wei and Wei Boen walked in.

Wei Boen still had wounds on his face and gauze wrapped around his head.

When Wei Boen saw Old Man Wei, he quickly said, "Grandpa, why didn't you tell me you were coming so I could pick you up!"

Ms. Wei also smiled and said, "Dad, let's go back home. The house over there in Bowen is much bigger!"

Ms. Wei and Wei Boen came at this time because they were afraid that Tang Zheng would say bad things about mother and son to Mr. Wei, sow discord between them, and make the old man angry.

Old Master Wei glanced at Wei Bowen and finally understood why the child he had watched grow up was no longer close to him.

"I'm fine, just do your own things and don't worry about me."

Ms. Wei laughed dryly: "How can this be possible? Dad, you are already old and your health is not very convenient. If you are out alone, Bowen and I will definitely be worried!"

"There's nothing to worry about. I'm old, not stupid."

Ms. Wei wanted to say something, but Wei Boen's eyes fell on Tang Zheng: "Little sister, please persuade grandpa to live with me for his health."

Something flashed in Ms. Wei's eyes, and then she smiled and said to Tang Zheng: "I think it would be better if you move in with us. It would be so much more lively for us all to be together."

Tang Zheng pretended not to hear and sat at his desk drawing.

Ms. Wei hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward with a smile: "Well, girl, you are young, so I won't bother with you about what happened before, and you shouldn't take it to heart..."

Tang Zheng frowned and slammed the pen in his hand on the table: "You are right. Tell me, what did I do wrong?"

Ms. Wei looked embarrassed, and then said: "That... that was just a misunderstanding..."

As she spoke, she took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills from her pocket and said, "Take a look at this. Consider it my apology to you, okay?"

If Tang Zheng had taken a penny from her before, she would have been furious. But now she took the initiative to give Tang Zheng money. It was because she wanted to show Mr. Wei that Tang Zheng was just a greedy person.

Tang Zheng picked up the stack of banknotes. Ms. Wei pretended to glance at Mr. Wei casually. Although she couldn't see any expression on Mr. Wei's face, she felt that Mr. Wei was still dissatisfied with Tang Zheng.