Reborn 1990Evil Mother-in-Law

"Moreover, why should she only give a share of the money she earns to the eldest brother? Why not give a few points to the second eldest brother? She is so partial to the eldest son. It would be very chilling if the second, third and fourth sons knew about it."

It sounds like Li Hongyan has such a clear plan on whether her parents will divorce and how their property will be divided.

Her man, Zhao Faliang, was frightened when he heard this. He looked at Li Hongyan with wide eyes, as if he had just recognized his wife now.

Li Pingwang, who was worried that he had no money to repay his debts, immediately brightened up when he heard this. He couldn't help but slap his thigh: "That's right. That's right. The money she earns is half of mine. In the past few years, she has earned only a dime." She hasn’t even given me any money, and I guess she has saved a lot, so I’m going to ask her for it.”

Once you have money in hand, you can pay off those debts quickly.

Seeing that her father had finally figured it out, Li Hongyan breathed a sigh of relief and told her father Li Pingwang with a serious look on her face: "Dad, please remember clearly that you are just scaring my mother, and you don't really want to divorce her."

Getting a divorce is like killing the old hen that laid the eggs.

If you don't get divorced, you can have a long-lasting relationship. Only by eating eggs can you live a long life.

Li Pingwang was now angry, and he was more confident in asking his wife Chen Xiaoying for money: "No, I have to ask her for money now. Maybe the person who wants usury will come to my door."

Li Pingwang told Li Hongyan how people from the security brigade arrested two people for loan sharking yesterday.

Li Hongyan was a little scared when she heard this: "My mother is really the same, isn't she afraid of people taking revenge on her?"

Li Pingwang complained a few more times: "She is a womanizer. She just doesn't understand anything, so she behaves like this." As he said that, he stood up.

"Dad, let's go after dinner." Li Hongyan greeted him.

But Li Pingwang hurriedly went to find his wife Chen Xiaoying: "I don't want to eat anymore. I'll eat at a small restaurant."

I used to think that the small restaurant was run by an old lady, and when he went there, he felt uncomfortable sitting there. But now he thinks clearly, he is also the owner of a small restaurant, so why should he be polite?

After sending her father away, Li Hongyan turned around and started eating: "It's already cold, eat quickly."

Zhao Faliang took the chopsticks and looked at Li Hongyan. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Anyway, he doesn't care about her mother's family's affairs.

It doesn't matter.

Today is Monday, and Li Yutong went to school.

The small restaurant opened normally. Early in the morning, starting from six o'clock, their small restaurant was full of people eating. There were no seats, and many of them brought their own rice bowls to eat.

Li Pingwang rode his bicycle in the cold weather, sweating all over, until after ten o'clock, he finally arrived at the small restaurant.

"I'm starving, hurry up and get me a bun to eat." He sat on a stool and asked Chen Xiaoying if she wanted to eat.

"The buns are sold out." Chen Xiaoying frowned, why are they here again today?

Li Pingwang took a look at the large pot outside. There was still some large pot of vegetables left in the bottom of the pot. Because it had been boiled for a long time, the vegetables were a bit soft and rotten.

But Li Pingwang was a villager who grew up through hard work, so he didn't mind it: "Xueyan, scoop me a big bowl of vegetables and a steamed bun."

Zhao Xueyan looked at her mother-in-law Chen Xiaoying, and when she saw that she didn't refuse, she hurriedly filled a big bowl and brought the steamed buns over.

Li Pingwang ate it with big mouthfuls. As he ate, he said, "Yeah, it's delicious. No wonder your business is booming."

Chen Xiaoying ignored him and kept cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks left by the guests on the table. After she was completely done, she was surprised to find that Li Pingwang, who used to ask her to hand the chopsticks to him when eating at home, was actually helping to clean the table. .

"What are you doing?"

"It's okay, there's so much work, I'm just helping out." Li Pingwang said.

Chen Xiaoying doesn't care about him anymore. Who knows what kind of madness he has.

At this time, breakfast time has long passed. The employees hired by the store are cleaning the floor in front of the door, stacking stools together and moving them in. Zhao Xueyan is sweeping the floor inside the store, and the chef Hao Cailing and the hourly workers are washing dishes and tidying up.

Without the diners, the store was so big that it was packed up quickly.

The two hourly workers got off work, and Zhao Xueyan and Hao Cailing continued to clean up the kitchen in the back kitchen.

Li Pingwang then sat on the stool to rest: "It's tiring to do business."

Hearing that he spoke in a wrong tone, as if he regarded this place as his own home, and regarded himself as the big boss here, Chen Xiaoying felt strange: "What...are you doing here today?"

Li Pingwang felt that he might frighten Chen Xiaoying by mentioning divorce all at once, so he simply talked about money first: "I just came to discuss something with you. Let me figure it out, you have opened a restaurant in the past few years. You’ve made a lot of money, have you forgotten something?”

Chen Xiaoying was confused: "Forgot? What did I forget?"

She is now in her 50s, has clear ears and eyesight, and a clear mind.

Not later, when I was in my 60s, I got Alzheimer's disease after feeding sheep and falling several times, and I always forgot about things.

"If you have anything to say, just say it and don't try to hide it from me."

Li Pingwang glanced at the kitchen, and then asked seriously: "Don't you always talk to me about marital property, marital property? My marital property is all yours, and you still ask me for it, then you Why didn’t you say you would give me half of the marital property?”

Chen Xiaoying was stunned and couldn't help but look at Li Pingwang with surprised eyes several times before suddenly asking: "Did Li Hongyan teach you?"

Li Pingwang almost said the name of his daughter Li Hongyan, and said impatiently: "Don't care who told me, just tell me, if this is the truth, you should share half of the marital property with me."

For the first time, Chen Xiaoying felt that Li Pingwang could be so shameless.

"You want to divide the marital property with me?"

Li Pingwang nodded naturally: "That's natural. You asked me for it at that time, have you forgotten?"

She thought that Chen Xiaoying, an old woman, didn't remember the marital property. He looked at the small restaurant: "Speaking of which, I am also the owner of this small restaurant. I think you are too busy here, so why don't you just leave it behind?" The outsider in the kitchen quit, called Hongyan over, and asked her to do it."

"In this way, we have done the work, and the wages are also paid to our own people. It is a good thing to get the best of both worlds."

Li Pingwang never forgets to help his eldest daughter, and he himself thinks this method is particularly good.

Chen Xiaoying suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "Is Li Hongyan my biological daughter?"

Li Pingwang rolled his eyes when she asked: "If it's not your biological child, who else could it be? Why do you ask?"

"Since she is my biological child, people say that when I give birth to a daughter, a daughter usually looks towards her biological mother. Why doesn't Li Hongyan look towards me?" Chen Xiaoying didn't even know how she felt now.

The daughter she gave birth to was simply her enemy in her previous life, and she came specifically to seek revenge on her in this life.