Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Chu Youfu's face suddenly changed.

President Huang narrowed his eyes.

After exchanging glances with Chu Zizhou, he went to see the captain of Liuxiatun. As a result, Liu Da Niu, who was scolded again by the captain, did not dare to say a word.

But the eyes that looked at Chu Xiaocao were filled with resentment.

It was indeed a curse, why didn't he die outside?

She thought bitterly in her heart.

Chu Xiaocao had almost nothing, so Song Yunuan asked her to ask for nothing. The factory gave her work clothes, and she could also advance her salary to buy things. President Huang said that there were old luggage that the educated youth did not want in the warehouse of the commune, and she could pick out a set. Go, there are washbasins available for use.

So, the excited Chu Xiaocao left Liuxiatun with a letter of introduction, proof of introduction and some daily necessities.

She looked at Song Yunuan and several others with tears in her eyes, stumbling over her words of thanks.

President Huang told her not to be like this, but to work hard when she went to the electronics factory, be an honest person, and not cause trouble.

Song Yunuan told her to get along well with Aunt Wu, she was a very upright person, and if she had any difficulties, don't hesitate to ask her for help...

Then, he also told her that she should study. As long as she studies, she will be like her.

Chu Xiaocao excitedly agreed one by one.

Before leaving, I said hello to Mrs. Liu.

Mrs. Liu did not dare to say anything else. She only said thank you to President Huang for arranging the work.

Just as President Huang was about to speak, Song Yunuan waved to him with a smile.

So, he continued with these words.

But he looked at Song Yunuan with admiration.

The little girl is not very old, and she is not only vigorous and resolute in doing things, but also very safe.

Speaking of which, I got to know Director Zheng through her help today.

No matter how he said it, he remembered this favor.

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A week later, Song Yunuan wrote a fairy tale.

Before I was going to send it out, I read it to Song Mingsheng.

Ah Sheng didn't even blink when he heard this.

This week, Erdaohe Village has been really lively.

The rice seedlings were transplanted. How could Song Yunuan do this? In fact, many people don't understand it, but it is still the same. They are all farming, so they should be similar.

The villagers learn quickly and can get started with basic training.

Song Yunuan is responsible for cooking.

In fact, every morning, Xia Guilan makes steamed buns or vegetable buns and heats them up at noon.

Asheng knew how to light a fire and use a wind box to blow air into the stove. The firewood was very bright and red, and it made Asheng's little face blush.

Someone is responsible for lighting the fire, just like having a gas stove, Song Yunuan will be able to cook.

Of course, she would also watch over her brother not to be caught by the flames.

The hens at home are good at laying eggs, and the shepherd’s purse and egg drop soup is very delicious.

Xia Guilan would come back early in the evening, but Song Yunuan was reluctant to let her mother cook after a tiring day.

So, I basically took over two meals a day.

Song Yunuan's cooking skills are pretty good. Anyway, no matter what she cooks, her grandparents say it's delicious.

During this period, Song Nian paid a visit.

She excitedly told Song Yunuan that the desks and bookcases she painted had been adopted.

Of course, drawings and paintings are definitely different.

Then, a large order came from the electronics factory.

Not only office supplies, Zheng Dong also bought himself some furniture.

In the past two months, the factory has been very busy.

He was really grateful to his eldest niece.

It was simply his blessing.

He knew that his family was busy now, but he couldn't take leave to come back to do farm work. However, the factory still gave him a day off to help, and Director Duan also approved a note for him to advance one month's salary.

So, Song Nian bought a basket of eggs and twenty pounds of noodles. Mrs. Song also said that she had eggs at home, but she went out to buy eggs and said that he had a lump on his head.

Song Nian didn't like to listen to it in the past, but now his family likes to listen to everything.

He also told Song Yunuan that Director He has now become the deputy bureau of the County Public Security Bureau.

This is a promotion.

Seeing that he was not showing off at all, he greeted him with a smile.

Speaking of this, Song Nian was actually a little frightened. He didn't know when his connections had spread out.

But are these their abilities?

No, that's Xiao Nuan's ability! ! !

Song Nian saw it clearly.

But Song Yunuan also thinks that Director Duan is a wonderful person. He is very good at getting things done, but he doesn't do anything like catching rabbits and not spreading eagles. Regardless of whether Zheng Dong comes to order or not, he has been promoted to his uncle and aunt first.

Just like President Huang, he is very powerful.

Then there is Boss Ding.

I heard that there was indeed trouble at home.

In the middle of the night, a woman with a soft voice sang. There were not only singing but also crying. Someone also saw Boss Ding who was unconscious but kneeling in front of the grave of Boss Ding's wife.

There are three big words written on the dirt in front of me: I am guilty!

Boss Ding has only one son, Dingshan.

He once asked with red eyes if his mother was really killed by him.

When the boy grows up and clenches his fists, he is also very scary.

In the end, he was beaten up by Boss Ding, but in the middle of the night, Boss Ding appeared in front of his deceased wife's grave again.

Boss Ding himself didn’t know what was going on.

His mind was trembling, but he refused to report the crime.

Chu Zizhou didn't want to worry about it. Anyway, there was definitely something wrong with that man.

Just yesterday, Boss Ding was found soaking in the river.

Climbing up dripping wet,

My mind is a little unclear.

Song Yunuan felt that there was God's will in the dark.

Maybe the real soul took revenge.

There is nothing impossible, she is wearing a book.

In fact, these were all done jointly by Song Liang and Song He.

Everything depends on people, as long as you put your mind to it, nothing can't be done.

Boss Ding, who had a guilty conscience, was targeted by the Song brothers, and it was not easy to escape.

Of course Song Yunuan didn't know this.

She took her younger brother to the county town to mail the manuscript. Asheng carefully touched the envelope and thought it was amazing that there was such a nice story inside.

Song Yunuan had the addresses given to her by Director Wang of the provincial bookstore. One was Children's Publishing House and the other was Baihua Publishing House.

Song Yunuan was too lazy to make another copy, so she sent a letter directly to the Children's Publishing House.

She looked at the phone number Mr. Lin gave her and said she could call him if anything happened.

This office is staffed around the clock.

You can't make phone calls easily, and besides, she has nothing to do now.

The only thing I want to do is go to the master of fakery.

She wants to cooperate with him.

Of course, it’s not about making fakes to get money, it’s about opening a blue and white porcelain studio in Beidu.

After thinking about it, it was not easy to operate, so I gave up the idea for the time being.

She took the first-grade and second-grade textbooks and prepared them for Chu Xiaocao to study, and she happened to go to see her.

Chu Xiaocao adapted very well, and no one bothered her. She used to have a sallow complexion, but now she felt like her cheeks had gained weight.

At this time, Zheng Dong was about to go out with large and small bags.

When he saw Song Yunuan coming, especially when he saw Asheng, his eyes lit up. He had heard that Mr. Ji had a granddaughter who was the same age as Asheng.

So, he asked Song Yunuan, "Are you okay?"

Song Yunuan is going to Ji's hometown, but she's not in a hurry.

So, he asked: "There is nothing urgent at the moment. Also, where are you going?"

Zheng Dong: "My grandfather's old habit has happened again. I want you and Asheng to accompany me to a place."