Hot wife from 70s made a lot of money after divorce

"Okay, don't talk so much and hurry up." Song Hengjue couldn't bear the weird looks from the people around him and got into the car.

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"The foundation of the new welfare home has been laid, and the construction team will start building walls tomorrow. Qingheng, do you want to go and take a look?"

After the meeting, Sun Rong followed closely behind Yang Qingheng and mentioned it casually.

Yang Qingheng paused and then remembered that she had been busy looking for investors during this period and hadn't been to the welfare home for a long time. She nodded: "Go to the nearby supermarket to purchase a batch of daily necessities and stationery, and then ask the driver to drive the car." Go to the company door."

In order to facilitate management, the new welfare home was located two hundred meters away from the old welfare home. She passed by and took a look, just in time to see those little ghosts.

Lotus Sun settled the matter, responded, and went out quickly.

The two of them had just arrived at the entrance of the orphanage and before they even got out of the car, a little ghost heard it. He looked at them against the big iron gate and shouted excitedly inside: "Mother Yang and Mother Sun are here to see us."

Suddenly the crowd surged, and little carrot heads of different heights rushed towards this side, calling either Mama Yang or Mama Sun.

It was messy and crisp, and Yang Qingheng inexplicably thought of the part where Calabash Boy calls grandpa. His head hurt, but his heart felt inexplicably happy.

The mood ruined by Song Hengjue was instantly cured.

Dean Chang quickly noticed the movement and opened the door together with the guard to let them in.

"Aunt Chang, how is the orphanage lately? Is there nothing wrong?" Yang Qingheng naturally put his arm on Dean Chang's arm.

"Okay, okay, but the place is still too crowded. There are still three children squeezed into one bed, but there will be no room for another one." Dean Chang sighed.

Rong Sun was pestered by a group of little gangsters to share stationery, which made Yang Qingheng's head hurt. She led Director Chang inside: "Aunt Chang, don't worry, the foundation of the new welfare home is already being laid. If everything goes well, it can be put into operation early next year." Use it, and then let each child have a bed."

Dean Chang repeatedly said yes.

"By the way, didn't we say that volunteers were coming a few days ago?" Yang Qingheng asked cautiously.

After all, it is an orphanage. With so many children and only a few teachers, there are always areas where management is not adequate.

Back then, she had heard about many children being molested and abducted, and she was always a little frightened, fearing that some people with malicious intentions would get involved.

Therefore, teachers who work here have always been required to undergo strict inspections, and even have to see them in person.

Dean Chang patted his head and led her to the backyard: "Qingheng, don't worry, I have personally checked the volunteers, and generally I won't let them have alone contact with the children."

Just as they were talking, the two of them entered the backyard and were both cleaning up fallen leaves and garbage.

"Qingheng?" One person raised his head.

Yang Qingheng was surprised that it was Yao Ying, and subconsciously said: "Mom? Why are you here?"

After saying that, he was stunned for a moment. He had already divorced Song Hengjue. It was obviously inappropriate to call him that, so he silently closed his mouth.

"I was bored at home, so I came here to do volunteer work and look after the dolls." Yao Ying chuckled.

"Sure enough, kindness is hereditary. Qingheng and Sister Yao are both kind people." Dean Chang chuckled and praised. She had met Grandma Yang Qingheng, and now she heard her call her mom, so she naturally thought that Yao Ying was Yang Qingheng’s biological mother.

At this time, both of them were silent for a moment.

Yang Qingheng waved her hand, it was difficult to explain such a thing, it was too complicated, so she simply said: "Aunt Chang is really good at talking."

Seeing Yao Ying hesitate to speak several times, she slightly raised her lips and showed a friendly smile: "I haven't visited the orphanage for a long time, Mom, let's go shopping together."

"Okay." Yao Ying quickly put down the small hoe in his hand, gathered it aside, and followed.

Finally arriving at a quiet place, she couldn't help but grabbed Yang Qingheng's hand and looked at her up and down, her eyes filled with relief: "Well, it looks like her face is much rosier than before."

"Mom, you look better than before." Yang Qingheng was funny. It seemed that Song Hengjue took good care of her after she left.

Yao Ying laughed loudly: "Looking at so many dolls, I was in a good mood and even ate two more bowls of rice."

Speaking of dolls, one cannot help but think of Song Hengjue at home and sigh helplessly.

It's hard not to hate iron, but if that damn boy had been more courageous back then, my children would be able to do so now.

Yang Qingheng's eyes flashed, and she patted Yao Ying's hand: "I saw Song Hengjue a few days ago, and I was wondering if I would see you, but I saw you today. What a coincidence."

Yao Ying was surprised, thinking that the relationship between the two had eased, and her face lit up with joy: "It was a coincidence, where did we see you?"

I was already thinking about how I could come to Yang Qingheng's house without leaving any trace, and it would be best to have a meal together.

Maybe she can still hug Yang Qingheng and Tang Bainian when they have children in the future.

She can't wait for the child of that bastard Song Hengjue. Qing Heng can be regarded as half of her goddaughter. Rounding off, Qing Heng's child can also be regarded as her grandson.

The more Yao Ying thought about it, the bigger the smile on her face became, but she suddenly stiffened when she heard Yang Qingheng's next words.

"During the banquet, I was talking about cooperation with Gu Ban, and Song Hengjue brought the eldest daughter of the Qiao family here. It's really fate that Miss Qiao also wants to cooperate with Gu Ban," Yang Qingheng said.

What he said was not subtle, even Yao Ying, a very nervous person, could hear it.

"Damn boy, I'll teach him a lesson when I get back!" She gritted her teeth, furious.

After hearing Zhou Shuwen say that Yang Qingheng was sent to the detention center by Song Hengjue, she almost broke that brat's legs. Now that brat actually dared to provoke Yang Qingheng.

She must never dare to see Qingheng again!

Yang Qingheng smiled gratefully: "Thank you, Mom, you must help me. You also know that I recently expanded a new welfare home, and the company's funds cannot be turned over for a while, so I am counting on an investment to help me slow down. "

Yao Ying's eyes darkened when she heard that the money was related to the welfare home.

This shameless thing has brought people to the orphanage! He was able to do something to such a young child, so unconscionable!

At this moment, he forgot all about the appointment with Yang Qingheng to have dinner and hold his grandson, and headed outside angrily.

"Qingheng, just wait, I will let this damn boy take care of things for you!"

"Thank you." Yang Qingheng smiled gratefully.

Yao Ying went out, and she turned around and called Sun Rong: "Ask the driver to take her home safely and don't let anything happen."

The old lady is very popular. There are not many cars on the road in this era, but it is not completely absent.

It took no effort at all. Yang Qingheng clapped his hands and was in a good mood.

Sun Rong couldn't help but laugh: "According to Aunt Yao's temperament, Song Hengjue will inevitably be beaten today."

The two of them played here with the children all afternoon, and then went back together after dinner.

After getting out of the car, Yang Qingheng waved her hand and told the driver: "Send Sister Sun home, and be careful on the road."

Then he told Lotus Sun: "Call me when you get home."

Then she headed inside, but before she stepped into the yard, a person suddenly jumped out from the side and grabbed her arm tightly.