Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Xiaolaba chuckled and stared at the money the boss gave to his mother and said, "I am my sister, boss, you are wrong!

The boss laughed even louder: "Oh, it's your sister. Sorry, the old lady has poor eyesight!"

This was the money she had picked up in a day, enough for a day's food. Fengli took the money and stuffed it into the small ring cloth bag in front of her, thanked her, held one in each hand, and put it in the bike pocket.

Her daughter giggled under her armpits and shouted, "Oh, the little bird is flying. Is it flying onto the car?"

After putting them both on the bike, Fengli also got on the bike, but Xiao Laba stood up and hugged her from behind.

"Mom, with that much money, can you buy a lollipop for Little Trumpet?"

Fengli opened her little hand and said, "Sit still!"

The daughter came up and hugged her again: "Mom, buy me a lollipop!"

"If you want to buy a lollipop, listen to mommy tell you a story first! Sit tight!"

After hearing her mother telling a story and offering her a lollipop, she clapped her hands and sat down: "Okay, I'll buy a lollipop after listening to my mother's story!"

Fengli rode slowly on his bike while saying, "There is a vicious little tiger in the forest. He often bullies children and asks them for food. If there is nothing to eat, he bites them."

Little Trumpet Pianpian stared with big eyes and said: "That little tiger is so mean."

"Yeah!" Fengli responded, and then continued: "So many children are afraid of him. When they see him, they stay away from him. But a little fox thought of a way to make him unable to bite anyone again."

Little Trumpet rushed to say: "This little fox is very smart, can he think of a solution?"

Fengli ignored her and continued telling her story.

"It gave the tiger candy every day! At first, it gave the tiger a lollipop, and the tiger ate it and it was sweet and delicious. The next day, the tiger asked the fox for two more. He was still not satisfied with it, so on the third day, he asked the fox to give him ten lollipops. After that, he asked for more and more candy every day, and he even stopped eating. He ate candy in his mouth when he went out, ate candy in his mouth when he went to school, ate candy in his mouth when he came home, and even ate candy in his mouth when he went to sleep."

"As a result, after a period of time, his teeth began to ache. Today this tooth hurts, tomorrow that tooth hurts!"

She turned her head and glanced at the two children who were so scared that they put their hands on their cheeks...

There was a large cardboard box on top of a trash can on the side of the road. Fengli immediately pulled the car over and applied the brakes.

"You two stay in the car and don't move!"

She ran over and quickly took down the cardboard boxes, folded them and put them in the car.

Then he turned back and ran back...

The little trumpet shouted loudly: "Mom, what are you going to do now?"

"Sit still, there are a few oil barrels and bottles in the bucket, mom picked them up!"

Just as Fengli picked up the bottle, she heard a man's voice that was particularly loud.

"Hey, isn't this my old classmate Fengli? Why are you picking up trash?"

Feng Li looked up and saw Wang Chang, her classmate from elementary school to high school, standing under the opposite road sign with a cigarette in his mouth. On the road sign was clearly written Dike Wangwu.

When she met her old classmate Feng Li, she smiled shyly: "Wang Chang, I have no skills, so I have to rely on picking up trash. You, why are you at home? Aren't you all making a fortune out there?"

"Oh, I'm doing wholesale business outside. My family has built a new house, so I'm busy moving in. Come over the day after tomorrow for a drink!" Wang Chang looked at Feng Li, who was in a state of dejection, and seemed to have some thoughts in his mind. After all, they have been classmates for more than ten years, so there is at least some friendship.

Fengli dared not do that. Her family had a hard time feeding themselves. Besides, in this era, if you went to a wedding, you would have to give at least 40 or 50 yuan in red envelopes. She made less than or yuan a day, so she didn't have dozens of yuan to spend on a wedding. So she quickly declined.

"Moving into a new house is worth celebrating! Congratulations, you are really capable! I won't go to the wedding. Here, I would like to wish you a happy family, a prosperous career, and a lot of wealth! You know my current situation, I will, I will..." She didn't say anything else.

Wang Chang did not force it. He looked at the two children on the tricycle. One of them looked at him with frightened eyes and huddled in a corner of the tricycle. The other stood up and stared at him seriously, as if guarding against something.

Wang Chang pointed at them and asked with a smile: "Are these your children? They are very cute, a girl and a boy, a perfect match."

The little loudspeaker put its hands on the waist and began to broadcast: "Grandpa, your eyesight is not good. I am Balabala the Fairy, the authentic and super cute girl!" Because Wang Chang was away from home, he followed the current trend and bleached his hair white.

Children often hear their grandparents teach them that all old people have white hair, so they mistakenly believe that anyone with white hair can be called a grandfather.

Feng Li secretly groaned inwardly after hearing her daughter's screams, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the child just talked nonsense, I hope you don't mind! Call Uncle Wang on the trumpet!"

Wang Chang's face instantly turned unhappy after hearing what Xiao Laba said, but Feng Li's apology made him feel much better.

Little Trumpet was very good at reading people's expressions. He immediately chuckled and asked, "Uncle Wang, why do you have white hair on your head?"

Her bright smile was like the rising sun that cleared away the haze.

"You are such a funny girl. Uncle, this is called fashion. It's trendy! Do you understand?"

"What is trend and what is fashionable?" the little trumpet continued to ask.

"Uh..." Wang Chang was stunned for a moment. Because he only knew how to follow the trend and be fashionable, but he didn't understand what the trend was. What is fashionable? It is a product of the times and a trend! He was stunned for a moment and couldn't answer, which was normal.

Fortunately, Xiaolaba asked himself and answered himself: "Is it true that when water flows in a certain direction, it wets a lot of hair? Uncle Wang, is that right?"

Wang Chang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Almost, almost!"

"Well, little Trumpet, isn't that very clever!"

Wang Chang looked at the bald little trumpet and laughed again: "Haha, not bad, not bad, the little trumpet is really smart, very smart!"

Xiaola touched his head. He didn't know what "extremely smart" meant, so he laughed and said to himself: "The little monk has a bald head and a bright mind!" This is the lyrics that her grandmother often taught her to sing. She hoped that when she grows up, she would not be like her mother, who was blind and heartless, and was fooled by a piece of fruit candy and would marry a man if he gave her a piece of candy.

Unexpectedly, she sang happily when the trumpet praised her. Although the kid didn't know what she meant and didn't target anyone, Wang Chang felt uncomfortable after hearing it. He felt that the bald girl was targeting and mocking him.

Fengli has low self-esteem, especially when meeting classmates. It is too difficult for her to join the group now. She just wants to leave early for fear of being an eyesore. She dare not look at Wang Chang's expression at this time, and refuses again: "Wang Chang, I have something to do at home. Let's talk again when we are free! Xiao Laba, Pian Pian and Uncle say goodbye!"

The two little guys said happily: "Goodbye, uncle!"

Fengli rode the tricycle quickly forward and returned home in a short while. Fengli thought that she should not go to the scrap collection station this month. If she ran into a few classmates again, she would have to find a few cracks in the ground. She used to be a lark who could sing and dance well in school. How many people envied and admired her? How embarrassing it is now.