The scumbag reborn to choose Bai Yueguang: He regretted it

Qiao Chudong simply packed a few pieces of Yaya's clothes, and the mother and daughter quickly left the He family.

"If you have the guts to run away, don't come back." Mrs. Lin was still cursing.

Huang Xia tried to persuade them with an embarrassed look on her face, and kept saying that she wanted to leave, but she did not move until Qiao Chudong and her daughter left.

When He Xuyang saw that she actually left, he was so angry that he didn't even eat his meal. He slammed his chopsticks, stood up, went back to his room and slammed the door.

Huang Xia couldn't help looking disappointed when she saw that he cared so much about Qiao Chudong, and was at a loss for a moment.

Mrs. Lin hurriedly held her hand and comforted her: "Xuyang was just angry at that money-loser. He actually cares about you more..."

When Qiao Chudong took Yaya back to her parents' home, Qiao Xinguo and his wife were very surprised.

He kept asking her if anything happened.

Qiao Chudong only said that he had decided to go to the city with his sister, so he came back, and he didn't say anything else.

The couple didn't think much about it, but Qiao Zhixia knew that things were not that simple, so she asked her before going to bed at night whether she had quarreled with He Xuyang.

Qiao Chudong did not hide anything and told her what happened at her husband's house.

After hearing this, Qiao Zhixia was so angry that she wanted to run to the He family and raid the mother and son, but was stopped by Qiao Chudong.

"Forget it, he has changed a long time ago. It's my fault for not seeing clearly. It's better to separate for a while."

Qiao Zhixia slowly calmed down. Perhaps it would be best to let her sister slowly see He Xuyang's true face.

"Sister, don't be wronged. He Xuyang is not a good person. Sooner or later, he will do something to you at the instigation of his mother. Don't be wronged. If you want, you can divorce her at any time. I support you."

Qiao Chudong was confused. Qiao Zhixia never spoke of He Xuyang like this before. She always called him brother-in-law affectionately. Why did she seem to dislike him particularly lately?

Two days later, Jingyangchun was particularly lively.

Around the several acres of fields of Qiao Zhixia's family, many villagers gathered to watch the fun, because they found that the seedlings that had only been planted for more than ten days had already matured.

And looking at the lush and green growth, how can it look like the barren low-yield field at all?

This is really a great harvest!

Look at those red and round tomatoes, they are so tempting.

Other vegetables are also jaw-dropping because of their amazing growth.

"Why are the vegetables in her field growing so lush and tender?" Many villagers were dumbfounded.

Qiao Zhixia had tasted these vegetables a long time ago. Although the diluted spiritual spring water would extend the growing period, there was no difference in the taste and size of the vegetables.

The delivery date agreed with Manager Wang is today. In order to ensure freshness, she invited six villagers, including Aunt Gao, to go to the fields at dawn to help harvest tomatoes, and also hired four strong laborers to help carry them to the village entrance.

My cousin Li Qianhua was responsible for weighing and keeping accounts.

The village party secretary and a group of villagers were all confused. They didn't know what she was going to do by bringing so many tomatoes to the main road at the entrance of the village.

The old man of the Qiao family and Qiao Laosan's family looked at Qiao Zhixia and his group as if they were fools.

"She really has only a few hundred dollars to burn. She wants to sell these things for money? It's definitely not enough to pay the workers."

As Old Man Qiao said this, he took two puffs of his tobacco, turned around and walked away with disgust.

Chen Dacui tilted her head and spat, gloating: "If they really can't sell these things, we can all help drag them back to feed the pigs. After all, we are fellow villagers."

"Hahaha, that's why they say daughters are money-losing goods! This girl from the Qiao family is a living example! So we still have to give birth to sons..."

Just as a group of people were laughing, the roar of a car was heard on the road coming closer and closer.

Halfway through his walk, Old Man Qiao stopped and looked back, only to see a Dongfeng truck driving towards him.

The noisy villagers looked at the truck approaching and fell silent at the same time.

After the car stopped, Manager Wang jumped out from the passenger seat.

Qiao Zhixia happened to come from the field at this time. The two shook hands politely, and she personally took Manager Wang to inspect the goods.

Under her leadership, Manager Wang carefully checked each basket of tomatoes and found that cardboard was used to separate the tomatoes from each other to prevent them from being crushed.

"Boss Qiao has great potential to grow bigger and stronger!" Manager Wang said with great satisfaction.

Qiao Zhixia took the account book handed over by Li Qianhua and smiled, "Each basket here is 150 kilograms. Don't worry, the weight of the basket and the cardboard is not included. Do you think we need to weigh it again on the spot?"

"No need. Honesty is the basis of business. If Boss Qiao wants to go far, he will not take advantage of the scale."

"Okay, then wait for Manager Wang to bring it back to the factory and then weigh it yourself. If you have any questions then, you can come to me." Qiao Zhixia said as he handed the other party the address of his store in the city in the form of a business card.

"Okay, I hope we will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future." Manager Wang said, and handed a black handbag to Qiao Zhixia.

"Here's the payment for the goods, a total of 4,500 yuan. Boss Qiao, please count it in front of me!"

"Okay, if you don't mind, Manager Wang, come to my yard and have some tea?"

"Row……"

Before leaving, Qiao Zhixia asked Li Qianhua to supervise several villagers to load the goods into the truck.

As soon as they left, the villagers who were watching the fun behind them all went wild.

"How much money did that person say he gave?"

"I think it's four thousand five?"

"Oh my god! She sold these tomatoes for 4,500 yuan? It's the best she can sell them for per pound. How much does she sell them for per pound?"

"She definitely costs more than 20 cents per pound, at least one dollar..."

The villagers gathered together and started talking about it. Some were envious, some were jealous, and most of them found it incredible.

Chen Dacui's eyes turned red with jealousy, and she started to slander him, "Could the man who bought the tomatoes be having an affair with Qiao Zhixia? Otherwise, why would he spend such a high price to buy her tomatoes?"

"Chen Dazui, stop talking so much and don't act like you've seen it with your own eyes. If you spread this to the Qiao family, be careful that they will use money to hit you to death."

Some people have long been fed up with Chen Dacui's foul mouth, and now that they see Qiao Zhixia making money, they immediately start to take sides.

"Bah! What's your business if the Qiao family is rich? You're just going to protect them? Look, she got several thousand dollars in a short time, but she only paid fifteen dollars a person to move the goods and harvest the fruits for her. She's so petty! If I don't pay her two hundred dollars a day, I won't work for her!"

Chen Dacui began to incite the villagers' emotions because she didn't want Qiao Zhixia to make money so easily.

At this time, the old man of the Qiao family reacted and hurriedly pulled Qiao Lao San to Qiao Xin's country.

"That's more than 4,000 yuan. It's all our Qiao family's money. We need to make that loser spit out the money..."

At the entrance of the village, the people who were moving goods seemed to think that Qiao Zhixia's wages were too low and unreasonable after listening to Chen Dacui's instigation.

So someone took the lead and went to find Li Qianhua, the person in charge, to ask for a rent increase to 50 yuan, otherwise they would not move.

Li Qianhua laughed angrily after hearing this, "Do you know how much factory workers in the city earn in a day?"

"What's it to us how much they earn?"

"They earn an average of three yuan a day, and even the technical backbones will not make more than eight yuan a day. But you only move goods here for less than three hours and you earn fifteen yuan. Do you think you are being cheated?"

There was a moment of silence at the scene, and the people who were preparing to strike looked at each other. After this analysis, it seemed that they really made a lot of money!

"Hey, are you guys willing to do it? If not, let us do it. We don't want fifteen, eight or ten will be fine." Several young men under the car shouted loudly to the people in the car.

Li Qianhua also took the opportunity to say: "If you feel that you are at a disadvantage, then don't do it. We are not short of people."

"…We are doing it. Whoever said we are not doing it, move quickly!"

Several people instantly felt the unemployment crisis, glared at Chen Dacui who was causing trouble, and quickly went back to work.

After Qiao Zhixia finished counting the money and confirmed that it was correct, she shook hands with Manager Wang and said goodbye.

Less than two minutes after Manager Wang left, the old man from the Qiao family came with his son and grandson to ask for money.

"Qiao Zhixia, quickly take out my Qiao family's money."

Qiao Zhixia glared at them coldly, "What do you mean by your Qiao family's money? You are already old, I advise you to have some shame."

Old man Qiao pretended not to hear anything, put on the attitude of the head of the family, and sat down in the main seat.

"You just received 4,000 yuan, and that money belongs to my Qiao family. Why are you, a money-loser, in charge of my family's money?"

"Why? Old man, have you forgotten that we separated a long time ago?"

"Even after the family split up, I am still your father, so he should use money to show filial piety to me. You are his daughter, and he has no money to show filial piety to him, so you, as his daughter, should use the money." The old man spoke with confidence, without any guilt at all.

Qiao Zhixia didn't even bother to glance at Lao Deng, and turned to Li Aizhen and said, "Mom, go call Secretary Chen over, and remember to bring the agreement that was signed when the family was divided..."