Eighty Little Spicy Daughter-in-law: My boss has a gold mine

The two worked together for more than two hours, but no more than three o'clock. People in the village got up very early even during the slack season, and Feng Jinshun had to rush back to Mawei Village.

Every time I come, I only have these two hours.

He wondered, if Liu Yonglu didn't put his things at home, where could he put them?

The vegetable cellar, the yard, and the walls of the house have been searched for everything that needs to be turned over and knocked on.

This time it is doomed to disappointment.

The two returned the things to their original places, then climbed over the wall and left.

The next day Wu Guangxu and Liu Yueya got up early in the morning. It was time for the couple to go to work and open a shop, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Dawei found Zhang Guixiang and asked if her old house was for sale.

Zhang Guixiang looked him up and down, "I don't sell that house, I just keep it as a warehouse or something, you can see if there are other houses for sale!"

Lu Dawei hurriedly stopped her, "Well... Yueya Niang, you can look at a higher price, three hundred and fifty percent? To tell you the truth, I'm superstitious. My second child is getting married. They said choose a seat Living in a house facing north to south will be more prosperous, so I..."

Zhang Guixiang smiled, "Coincidentally, that's what the fortune teller told me. You see, my wife and I have gotten better and better after moving to this small house, so I can't sell this house!"

Zhang Guixiang sent him away directly. My daughter had already told her that someone was coming to buy a house, and no matter how much money she had, she couldn't sell it!

"Hey, Yue Ya Niang, five hundred lines?"

"No, let's go!" Zhang Guixiang turned around and entered the factory yard after speaking.

The higher it is, the more ghostly it is!

The couple didn't sell the house when they had no money, and now they don't need money, let alone sell it.

Lu Dawei looked at Zhang Guixiang and gritted his teeth. The two of them are wasting money with this small broken house, and they won't sell it for five hundred!

A dilapidated thatched cottage can be knocked down by a gust of wind, so that homestead is worth a little money, if it weren't for these girls who knew what to order and not sell it?

No way, it seems that he and his brother-in-law can only continue to look for it over the wall!

The brother-in-law will not give up until he finds the piece of dog's head gold.

In the evening, when the village primary school was over, Wu Guangyang walked home with his schoolbag on his back.

Jia Cuihua stood at the school gate with a scarf on, looking forward to it. These days, her face has improved a bit, and the one that was scratched by Li Cailian before has blossomed.

As soon as she saw Wu Guangyang coming out, she rushed to meet him, smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum, "Xiaoyang, I am mother..."

Wu Guangyang looked up at her lazily, "I don't have a mother!"

After finishing speaking and continuing to walk, Jia Cuihua grabbed him, "Xiaoyang, you heard what mother said, mother really wanted to make you and your father live better, so she wanted to go out and earn some money. What about being a mother?" Does anyone miss his son..."

"Are you lying to a three-year-old child?" Wu Guangyang rolled her eyes and knocked her hand off.

He is ten years old, so how easy is it to lie?

"Xiaoyang, look, these are new clothes that mother bought for you, can you go home with mother? From now on, you will live with mother!"

Jia Cuihua took it for granted that her son would definitely love her, as long as she gave her son more benefits and let him feel maternal love.

As long as he is willing to live with her and is unwilling to go home, she will have a chance to return to the Wu family.

Wu Guangyang looked into her eyes with anticipation and excitement, but he didn't have the kindness of parents looking at their children.

That was the look in his eyes that he longed for the most. This mother doesn't love him at all, she only loves herself!

Although he is only ten years old, he is very good at winking. After running around the village for so many years, he has seen a lot of people's warmth and warmth. He can tell who really likes him and who hates him at a glance!

"Okay, what about the money you made? It doesn't need much, just give me a hundred!"

Wu Guangyang squinted at her, didn't he miss him? 100 yuan to see if she can give it!

Jia Cui's face suddenly became ugly, but she immediately laughed again, "Xiaoyang, mother's money is at home. If you go home with mother, mother will definitely give it to you! If mother doesn't give you a son, who will you give it to?" !"

As Jia Cuihua spoke, she grabbed Wu Guangyang's arm and wanted to take him away.

Wu Guangyang suddenly shouted, "Someone is going to steal the child, help!"

At this time, it was the time when the village primary school was over, and the children walked out in twos and threes, and gathered around when they heard the shout.

Although there are no parents to pick it up, but the children in the countryside are tough, a few older children immediately surrounded Jia Cuihua, "What are you doing?!"

Jia Cuihua looked at the half-grown children standing in front of her and swallowed, "It's all a misunderstanding, I'm his mother..."

Before she finished speaking, a child shouted, "My brother said that all the bad guys in the city say that!"

"Yes! If you were his mother, why would he call for help? You are a liar, beat her, beat her!"

Several older children rushed up full of justice, and Jia Cuihua was terrified, "I'm really his mother, his name is Wu Guangyang..."

"She lied, Wu Guangyang has no mother!"

Many people in the village called Wu Guangyang a wild child, and said he was a child without a mother, so this woman must be a liar!

Wu Guangyang watched those older children pounce on him, he turned his head to the side, and ran home with his schoolbag on his back with red eyes.

Jia Cuihua was beaten up by this group of children, all of whom were village children, some of whom were quite aggressive.

She was so frightened that Jia Cuihua shouted "Help" desperately, and it was not until the school teacher came out that she was rescued.

Her face hurts badly, and her body hurts too. The beatings by these children are not serious.

"I, I'm really Wu Guangyang's mother... Hey... It hurts so much! How do you educate children in your school?! Tomorrow I will send my son to study in the town!"

The teachers who rescued her were quite sympathetic when they saw her like this, but what they said was too shocking!

"I'm Wu Guangyang's class teacher. I haven't heard that he has a mother. Come with us to find the village chief and ask him how he handles this matter! Where's Wu Guangyang?" The class teacher looked around but didn't see Wu Guangyang's shadow.

Several older children directly took Jia Cuihua to the village chief.

Dong Zhicheng was about to have dinner when he saw a group of people entering the courtyard.

Seeing Jia Cuihua gave me a headache, "Aren't you divorced? Why are you making trouble again?"

As soon as Jia Cuihua saw Dong Zhicheng as if seeing her relatives, she opened her throat and howled, "The village chief... I just want to see my son... woo...they beat me like this, calling me a liar..."

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't play the trick of crying, making trouble and hanging yourself! You can see your son if you want, but you have to get the permission of the Wu family, and Xiaoyang can be his own master now, you can choose whether to see him or not!" Dong Zhicheng Looking at her with a frown, he continued, "Do you want to see your son now? What were you doing?"

"I, I..." Jia Cuihua couldn't utter hypocrisy in front of the village chief, mainly because this old guy is not so easy to fool.