On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space Chapter 431

  Chapter 431 Peng Fang's Abacus

  Jiang Yu doesn't care whether Yunmo is good or not.

  The youngest daughter passed away, her husband cheated on her, and her own daughter has a heart of snakes and scorpions. She has long since given up her heart. The only thing she cares about and counts on now is her son Yun Cong.

  Hearing Jiang Yu's exact answer, Huang Zhaoqian on the other end of the phone smiled and said: "It turns out that Yunmo really got this score in the test, then she is quite good, and I will make it clear to everyone when I go back."

  Jiang Yu's thoughts turned, and he couldn't help asking Huang Zhiqiu, "Who is Xiaoyao's adoptive mother?"

   "It's my aunt."

   "I heard from Xiao Yao that your aunt has never been married?"

   "Yeah, the family advised my aunt to find a man to start a family early, but she just refused, and has been wasting until now. At such an age, it is difficult to get married again."

  A woman who refuses to marry must either be heartbroken by a man, or she has a man in her heart.

  Jiang Yu thought to himself, and continued to ask: "Then do you know who Yunmo's biological father is?"

"I don't know, my aunt didn't tell anyone, even my grandma and the others. Over the years, my grandma regretted it and said that my aunt should not be allowed to go to work in the city. Instead of earning money, she would be greatly affected. Come back with a belly..."

  Balabara.

  With the idea of ​​flattering Jiang Yu, the "future mother-in-law", Huang Zhao kept talking about Huang Zhiqiu's situation upside down.

  Jiang Yu is not a fool, Huang Zhao's intention to please is so obvious, either for money or for people.

  She asked straight to the point, "You and Xiaoyao are about the same age, and you grew up together, so you should have a good relationship, right?"

   "That is necessary. Huang Yao was cute and clinging to me when I was a child. When the farming season was busy, the adults in the family all went to work in the fields. I was the one who watched her and carried her around to play."

   "Do you like our Xiaoyao?"

  Huang Zhao didn't expect Jiang Yu to be so straightforward, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

  The answer is yes, for fear that Jiang Yu will dislike him and want to eat swan meat.

  The answer is no, and I am afraid of missing a great opportunity.

   During Huang Zhao's entanglement and silence for just a few seconds, Jiang Yu already understood something.

  In the past, she would definitely scold the other party for wishful thinking, but now, she only has disgust and hatred for Yun Yao.

  Because she hated her adopted daughter back then, she could casually ration her to Ling Chuan, a poor infiltrator, but now she can also ration her own daughter to a rural mud leg because of her hatred and revenge!

  Thinking, Jiang Yu inquired about Huang Zhao's personal situation with a smile on her face. The more she listened, the more satisfied she was with Huang Zhao, a poor rural man.

  Jiang Yu directly invited Huang Zhao to come to Jiangshi, and promised to arrange work and residence for him.

   Until he hung up the phone, Huang Zhao couldn't believe that he had encountered such a wonderful thing.

  He wished he could go home immediately, pack his luggage, and buy a ticket to Jiang City.

  At home, Peng Fang and her youngest son are having lunch.

   Seeing the eldest son Huang Zhao running back excitedly, Peng Fang was a little surprised. The eldest son usually doesn't see anyone until dinner time.

   "Why are you so early today? I haven't even cooked your rice, why don't I cook you a bowl of noodles?"

  How could Huang Zhao care about eating at this meeting, "Mom, let me tell you a very happy event!"

  Seeing how happy the elder son was, he couldn't find Bei, Peng Fang said casually, "Did you pick up the money?"

   "It's better than picking up money! I called Huang Yao in the town just now. Guess what?"

  Peng Fang became interested when he heard this.

   "Have you contacted Huang Yao?"

   "No, but I have contacted her biological mother, your future biological mother!"

  Peng Fang looked at the eldest son with some indescribable words, "You are really shameless than me."

   "Mom, let me tell you..."

  After Huang Zhao told Jiang Yu to call him to Jiang City and told him about arranging work and accommodation for him, Peng Fang was also pleasantly surprised.

   "Oh my god, there is such a good thing!? You have to go, did she tell you what kind of job she will arrange for you? How much is your monthly salary?"

   "That's not to say, but it's definitely not bad. They are doing big business. Just give me a small manager to take care of it. Isn't it much better than a leather shoe factory?"

"That's right!" Peng Fang was so happy that she didn't even eat, "Oh, it's really a blessing from the ancestors, our family is about to turn around. When we are in the first year of junior high school, we must go to the temple to burn a few more sticks of incense for the Bodhisattva It is."

  Huang Wen is still reasonable, "Brother, then you won't work in a leather shoe factory next year? What will parents do?"

  Huang Wen's reminder was like a basin of cold water, which half cooled the excitement of the mother and son.

  Peng Fang still expects her eldest son to take her and her husband to work in a leather shoe factory next year, but the eldest son will not go to the leather shoe factory. What will she and her husband do?

  Peng Fang quickly thought of an idea, "Xiao Zhao, why don't you call tomorrow and ask Huang Yao's own mother, can you arrange a job for me and your father?"

  Huang Zhao hesitated, "We go to so many people at once, what if we make people unhappy?"

   "Brother, I think it's better for you to go over and have a look first. After you settle down, do you still worry about finding a job for your parents?"

  Peng Fang slapped her thighs happily, "Yes, Xiaowen is more thoughtful. Oh, I have read this book a lot, and my brain is easy to use!"

  Huang Zhao also felt that this idea was good, and immediately began to plan to go to Jiang City.

   Today is the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year will be the day after tomorrow.

  Originally, Huang Zhao planned to go out with his parents after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, but now the situation has changed, and he can't wait to leave on the first day of the new year.

  Peng Fang obviously also thought of this question, "Xiao Zhao, when are you going to go there? Let me tell you, it's time to do this before it's too late, so you don't regret it later."

   As he spoke, Peng Fang took out the almanac at home and asked his youngest son to show it.

   "Look through the almanac to see which day is a good day to travel far."

  Huang Wen flipped through it for a while, "Either the second or sixth grade is fine."

  Huang Zhao immediately said: "Then I will leave on the second day of junior high school, and buy the ticket for the nearest train directly at the train station."

   "I think it will work."

  In the afternoon, Huang Jianguo returned home with a large bag of sugar and melon seeds, and gave his wife the 200 yuan he had withdrawn from the town.

   Seeing Peng Fang directly lock the money in the cabinet, Huang Jianguo couldn't help being surprised, "Didn't you say that the money will be returned to the niece? Why lock it up?"

  Peng Fang told her husband in detail about the eldest son going to Jiangshi.

   "Climbing up the cash cow of Huang Yao and Yun's family, can we still open our mouths to that dead girl?"

  Huang Jianguo is not as optimistic as his wife thought, "He is rich and powerful, what kind of son-in-law can he find, who can look up to our Xiao Zhao?"

"Anyway, Huang Yao's own mother said that as long as Xiao Zhao goes there, she will arrange a job and a place to live. Even if she can't be the son-in-law of the Yun family, if she can curry favor with the Yun family, a little soup leaked out from her fingers will still be enough for our family to enjoy. It's gone."

Too.

  (end of this chapter)

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