Reborn as a rough guy in the 1970s, Jiaojiao is blessed with good fortune

"Cui Lingzhi!" Xiuxiu couldn't bear to hear her extremely fallacious words, so she interrupted her. In a tone she had never heard before, she solemnly and solemnly called out the full name of her former friend: "Cui Lingzhi! You have changed. …”

Cui Lingzhi swung the wine glass, smiled disdainfully, tilted his head and stared at her, teasing: "Has it become scary to you? Are you afraid that I will steal your man?"

Xiuxiu said with a deep look: "You have become... makes me feel sorry!"

Cui Lingzhi was stunned for a moment, not expecting that she would use the word regret.

Looking at Ganoderma's shrewd facial features that have now become sharp and angular, and thinking of her round, pure and simple face in the past, Xiu Xiu suddenly sighed as if she was from another world.

They have embarked on completely different life paths and been baptized by completely different environments and people. Everyone is growing, but the direction of growth is so different.

Xiu Xiu felt that she was not qualified to judge Cui Lingzhi's growth direction, Zheng Miao, but could not tolerate her being so mean and contemptuous towards her. Xiu Xiu sighed regretfully and said:

"I have always envied you for so many years that you have a good family support, that you can go to the best university in the country, that you can go abroad to learn newer cultures, that you can do great things in this land, and that you can become a role model for women. But what you just said Their words all reveal their ignorance and arrogance about life and the times!"

Cui Lingzhi disdained Xiuxiu's deliberately respectful words and smiled scornfully. Ever since Zhang Jiancheng wanted to expand the company's influence in Zhixi City and had frequent contacts with her father, she had become more and more contemptuous of Feng Xiuxiu. She felt that Feng Xiuxiu He is not worthy of Lu Qinglin, let alone Zhang Jiancheng, whose career is at its peak.

Of course she is arrogant in front of Feng Xiuxiu, because Feng Xiuxiu has been far behind the times and will always stay in the backward world of villages and towns, while she, Cui Lingzhi, is synonymous with high-knowledge and high-energy women in the new era.

Facing Cui Lingzhi's cold gaze, Xiuxiu didn't feel sad, only regretful. She suppressed her tone and said in a deep voice:

"What kind of housewife or yellow-faced woman wants her man to reach the top? You should have read as many books as I have experienced. You should know that marriage needs to be managed, but the life between husband and wife is not a business. Husband Or wives are mutual lovers, not commodities!”

Cui Lingzhi clicked her tongue: "Xiuxiu! You have lived on men for too long! You have stayed in villages and towns for too long. Don't educate me with your shallow knowledge. The money I have spent over the years has Numbers are beyond what you can imagine at this level!”

"What kind of marriage, what kind of lover..." Cui Lingzhi clicked his tongue and faced Xiuxiu, curled his lips, shook his head and sneered: "This world is too big, it's really not something you can imagine at your level..."

Xiuxiu subconsciously raised her voice. She didn't expect Cui Lingzhi to say such a word. She slowed down, lowered her voice again, and asked calmly: "Tell me, what is my level...?"

"The bottom floor!" Cui Lingzhi shook his wine glass and without hesitation said the words he had been saving in his heart for a long time:

"You are not at the bottom, but you are still at the bottom. But Zhang Jiancheng is no longer at the bottom. Can't you see that he is trying to climb up? You may not understand the word resonance, but it is difficult for you and him to be on the same frequency again. Resonating!"

Xiuxiu felt angry all over!

Is what Cui Lingzhi said wrong? If Xiuxiu had not been reborn, she would never have had such a strong heart to correctly examine Cui Lingzhi's definition of her.

Xiuxiu may even immediately have self-doubt, thinking that she is not worthy of Zhang Jiancheng and that she has hindered Zhang Jiancheng's upward development.

But in this life, Xiu Xiu will not belittle herself. She even sympathizes with Cui Lingzhi, who has lost her pure original intention in the changing times and has become ferocious.

She understood Cui Lingzhi. After all, when she met Lingzhi, she was a real seventeen-year-old girl, but Xiuxiu herself was eighteen years old for the second time. Cui Lingzhi experienced this great tide of the times, and Xiu Xiu was the second time. Seen it.

Times can either cleanse or plunder people's hearts.

Xiuxiu was favored by God and was the one who was washed away, but Cui Lingzhi seemed to be the one who was robbed.

Thinking of this, Xiu Xiu lost her resentment and anger, and instead, like an elder, she softened her tone and taught Cui Lingzhi:

"Lingzhi! You went to university in 79 and went to Shenzhen City for further study in 82. You have only been working for four years. During this period, you also went abroad for inspections. With so many years of knowledge and experience at the forefront of the times, you have tempered this Want some perspective?"

Xiuxiu took a step forward, leaned against Ganoderma lucidum, twirled a corner of her fine curly hair, and said, "No matter how big the world is, all you can see is just an area in your eyes. Can it be bigger than the human heart?"

"Even if I am the bottom class in your words, do you know how many people at the bottom like me are in our country now? Even if you handle hundreds of millions of figures, do those numbers accumulate in one day?"

Cui Lingzhi's eyes changed slightly, she took off Xiu Xiu's hand and took a step back.

Xiuxiu said: "Those numbers are accumulated by countless low-level people like you, me, and countless hard-working people like Zhang Jiancheng, who stayed away from home at night! What we have accumulated is the times. The continuation of the world, not an arrogant person like you who is ordinary but claims to be a member of the upper class!"

Cui Lingzhi clutched the wine glass tightly, her eyes panicked.

Xiuxiu's words became serious: "If you are separated from the grassroots, what's the use of handling more numbers? Those numbers will eventually turn into bubbles. When the wind comes, everything will disappear. What can be left?"

She pressed forward step by step, warning Cui Lingzhi, and seemed to be urging herself, her tone was a little passionate:

"Is it the sensuality or turmoil of the upper class, or is it the subservience or silence of the lower class? Is it your self-righteous arrogance, or is it the beliefs, feelings, ideals and memories of others hidden deep in their hearts?"

Cui Lingzhi had been away for many years, and this was the first time she was asked like this. Her hand slipped, and the wine glass fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

At this time, they heard sighs from inside the door. The two women turned back indifferently, only to see Cui Lingzhi's parents, Zhang Jiancheng and a group of guests standing at the door looking at them.

Cui Lingzhi's eyes turned red.

Xiuxiu also felt embarrassed. She didn't know how long everyone had been listening and what they heard, but she had no way out.

She softened her tone, looked at everyone, then faced Lingzhi again, and said, "It seems that you haven't brought Uncle Cui and Aunt Yu Ying back to your hometown for a long time. The villages and towns now are no longer what they were when you left them... Your father , your brother..."

Xiuxiu looked at Uncle Cui's majestic demeanor again, and recalled the days when she accompanied Cui Lingzhi through the sacrifice of her eldest brother. She trembled her lips and spread her hands and said:

"The current hometown has become better because they left. Those of us who stayed are giving back to you with both hands. Please don't use words like bottom to describe us. We will always stand behind you. You Be in awe!”

Cui Lingzhi looked at Xiuxiu with red eyes, maybe still contemptuous, maybe still arrogant, but she lost the courage to speak.

Xiu Xiu pointed at Zhang Jiancheng who was standing behind the elder: "No matter if that man is my husband or not, he can go and be with whomever he likes. I won't stop him. I don't live by men. ***Emotions, Live by ideals and love!”

After saying that, Xiuxiu bowed guiltily to Lingzhi's parents, then turned down the steps and walked out of the courtyard.

As she strode down the steps, everything in the past suddenly came into her mind. Now she finally understood the underlying reason why she chose Zhang Jiancheng to stay in Xiaoxi Village and build Beipo Town.

In her hometown in this life, she has made countless good connections. After witnessing the indifference of human nature in the vast era of her previous life, she chose a kind of sentiment that sees the big from the small, a path of memory that can directly touch the heart.

She is not afraid of threats from Cui Lingzhi, nor is she afraid of threats from anyone. She just feels that her life is very interesting.

If there is no ideal in the human heart, if there is no passion in human nature, and if life despises the process, what is the meaning of rebirth!

"Mom!" Zhang Changan's voice came from behind.

Xiuxiu turned her head and stretched out her hand to her son who was already half her height.

Inside the house, Yu Ying stared at her daughter with a worried look on her face. When she saw the mother and son walking out hand in hand in the yard, she quickly turned to Zhang Jiancheng and told Zhang Jiancheng: "Go and have a look, don't let anything happen!"

Zhang Jiancheng also bowed to the two elders and strode out. Before he left the yard, he caught up with Xiuxiu and held her hand.

Xiuxiu turned to look at him, but did not refuse. She stopped after leaving the courtyard, and her tone was solemn and solemn: "Zhang Jiancheng! Answer me seriously..."

She raised the hand he held and asked with bright eyes, "Are you faced with a multiple-choice question about family or career?"