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

Early the next morning, Yang Qingheng took the rice noodles to the next door. After thinking about it, he went back to the room, grabbed a handful of candies and put them in his pocket.

Sister-in-law Sun opened the door and saw her. She quickly greeted her: "Qingheng got up so early. Come in quickly. The porridge has been cooked. You can eat it later. Let's eat a sweet potato first to cushion your stomach."

Then he turned to the kitchen and shouted: "Huzi, bring out a sweet potato for your Aunt Qingheng."

Yang Qingheng raised his eyes and saw a five- or six-year-old boy jumping out like a cat with a tiger-like head, holding a sweet potato bigger than his hand: "Nuo, here you go."

"Well, thank you Huzi." Yang Qingheng said gently, reaching out to take it.

When Huzi saw his own mother entering the kitchen, his expression suddenly changed. He made a face at her and ran inside: "Old witch."

Yang Qingheng was stunned for a moment and almost didn't react. He laughed angrily. Grabbing the sweet potato, he rushed up to him and picked him up by the collar: "You brat, what did you say? Say it again!"

If he doesn't learn well at a young age, let's see if she doesn't teach him a lesson!

"Old witch, old witch! Let me go!" After all, he is a child, and Yang Qingheng's current height is like a giant compared to Huzi. Just a little lesson scared him so much that he screamed, and even the sister-in-law Sun inside was alarmed. .

Yang Qingheng put him down and explained to Sister-in-law Sun: "This kid just called me an old witch. Let me ask him who taught him."

Children don't have this kind of thinking. They just learn it from adults and come to her to learn their tongue.

When Huzi saw his biological mother coming, he hugged her thigh tightly as if he was seeing a savior.

When Sister-in-law Sun heard this, she was afraid that Yang Qingheng would suspect it was her, so she waved her hands in a panic: "This, this, I have never taught her this."

The more she explained, the more confused she became. She spanked Huzi twice: "You brat, where did you learn these rude words? I hope I don't beat you to death today!"

"You, you, you! Turn your elbows outward!"

Huzi couldn't believe that his own mother didn't help his own son, but instead helped Yang Qingheng, an old witch. He screamed angrily, but after being beaten twice, he turned off.

He kept his hands behind his back and said nothing.

Sister-in-law Sun didn't agree with him and gave him a slap on the head: "You're still pretending, please tell me quickly."

Under the coercion of his mother, Huzi revealed the reason with a humiliated face: "Sister Jiaoyan said it. She said that Yang Qingheng next door stole brother Hengjue and also liked to abuse children."

Sister-in-law Sun's face was livid, and she hit Hu Zi hard twice: "Damn boy, you believe whatever they say." Fortunately, she was here today, otherwise Yang Qingheng would have misunderstood!

Thinking of Li Jiaoyan, her teeth itched with anger. This woman even took advantage of a child. She was really nothing. It was in vain that she thought she was a good girl before and helped bring her and Song Hengjue together.

It's really knowing people and knowing the face but not knowing the heart.

It was Li Jiaoyan again. Yang Qingheng pursed her lips and had no choice but to stop Sister-in-law Sun: "Forget it, what do children know? If you hit her again, you will break her."

Sister-in-law Sun paused, sniffed, and suddenly shouted: "My stewed potatoes!" She strode into the kitchen.

Seeing Sister-in-law Sun running away, Yang Qingheng sneered and patted Huzi's cheek: "You brat, you are so awesome!"

She is indeed an old witch!

Huzi's eyes were wider than a copper bell, and he couldn't understand why the woman who was so pleasant one second changed her face the next second.

"You...it's wrong to bully children." He rubbed his neck and was strong on the outside.

Yang Qingheng sneered and flashed his fist at him, which startled Huzi. He quickly squatted down and held his head, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Hey, we're reconciled." Yang Qingheng made people cry. She felt weak and kicked Huzi's butt with her toes. She opened her palms and found a few colorful fruit candies lying in her palms.

Huzi pursed his lips, originally angry with her, but the child couldn't resist the charm of the fruit candies, so he stretched out his hand eagerly.

Although he is soft-spoken, he actually feels kind of friendly to Yang Qingheng for some reason.

But his mouth was like glue, and he couldn't say an apology. He blushed and ran away.

Yang Qingheng smiled and strode into the main room. Sister-in-law Sun just came out with a bowl: "The food is ready. Come over and eat it quickly."

Yang Qingheng responded, took the bowl and sat down casually.

Breakfast is a small plate of eggs and a plate of vegetables. It seems very simple, but in this era where you can't be sure whether you can have a little bit of meat all week long, it is considered the highest etiquette.

Yang Qingheng silently remembered it in his heart.

"My cooking skills are not as good as yours, Heng Jue, but I can still eat. You are not in good health yet. Eat more." Sister-in-law Sun was kind and gave Yang Qingheng a chopstick full of eggs.

Knowing that Hu Zi was pretentious, he didn't ask him to come to dinner. He warmed the porridge in the porridge, planning to wait until Yang Qingheng left before bringing it into the room for him.

Yang Qingheng took a bite and gave a thumbs up: "Sister-in-law, you are so humble. With such cooking skills, it is no wonder that a chef can raise tiger cubs so strong."

When Sister-in-law Sun received the compliment, the smile on her face grew bigger and bigger, her guard against her dropped a lot, and she began to talk about interesting things about Huzi, and occasionally talk about things in the village.

"Sister-in-law, you just said you were going to town. Why are you going to town?" Yang Qingheng was curious.

Sister-in-law Sun sighed: "I'm not that brat. Every kid in the class has a new schoolbag from the supply and marketing cooperative, so he forced me to buy him one."

She got angry when she mentioned this. The cloth bag she used to put vegetables in could also hold books, but this guy just didn't want to use it, and insisted on buying something he didn't think was useful.

Yang Qingheng's eyes flashed slightly, and she suddenly smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, I learned needlework from someone when I was in the city. I also know how to make a schoolbag. I happened to buy some fabric these days. Let me make one for Huzi."

Sister-in-law Sun was suspicious: "You?" She secretly murmured in her heart. I heard that this person who has never touched Yangchun water can't even cook, but can also do handicrafts?

I didn’t have high hopes, but I was polite and said, “That’s a good feeling. If you have time, do it for me. I’ll pay you for the craftsmanship, so I don’t have to go all the way to town.”

The Erniu family.

Song Hengjue went in and looked around but saw no one. He raised his legs and walked out. He saw Song Erniu coming in with a basket on his back, full of half-dried pigweed.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise: "When did you change to this job?"

It stands to reason that the work of feeding pigs in the village is all done by young girls and children. Although the work points are not much, it is more relaxed than before.

Erniu is a tall man and goes to build dams every day. He usually doesn't look down on these few work points.

Erniu rolled his eyes, threw down the backpack with a bang, and said with resentment: "Isn't it that troublesome girl in your family? I asked her to cut pig grass, and half of the people who cut it disappeared. If the captain hadn't touched the farm tools last night, there wouldn't have been any I found that this backpack was lost, so I had to search for it on the mountain for a long time."

Song Hengjue was speechless.

This woman...is really useless.

"Since you're here, you can go back by yourself," Erniu waved his hand with a look of disgust on his face, "I'll go inside to cook. I'll leave early and come back early."

Song Hengjue picked up the basket with one hand and strode towards the pig pen. He slammed the basket on the ground with his backhand and a large bundle of pigweed poured out.

Several pigs rushed over, grunting and grabbing the pig grass to eat.

Just as Song Hengjue was about to carry the pigweed back, he noticed the dark stain on the pigweed, and his eyes suddenly stopped.

He rushed forward with a long stride, pushed the pig heads away, and carefully looked at the pile of pig grass. He was stunned for a few seconds, and the emotions in his eyes were obscure and difficult to distinguish.

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Yang Qingheng took the last injection, stood up and stretched, when there was a knock on the door outside.

"Huzi?" She raised her eyebrows when she saw the little kid outside.

Huzi was picking his fingers behind his back, his eyes wandering: "My mother told you to go see a movie." Before he could finish his words, he ran away like a ghost.

The brat is quite pretentious at such a young age.

Yang Qingheng is funny.

Yesterday, she heard that a movie was going to be shown in the village. She originally didn't want to participate in such an activity. It wasn't that she hated group activities, but mainly because she had seen so many movies in the future, and it was boring for her to watch them back. She might as well sleep at home.

But remembering that I had something else to do, I hesitated for a while and then carried my things to the next door.

Sister-in-law Sun had just driven the hen back into the cage. When she saw her come in, she greeted her cordially: "You're here. Don't be in a hurry. There's hawthorn water in it. You go and drink some. I asked Huzi's father to take a seat for us." , I’ll definitely be able to sit in front later.”

"Well, thank you sister-in-law," Yang Qingheng nodded, but did not go inside. Instead, he raised the things in his hands, "Sister-in-law, didn't you say yesterday that you were going to make a schoolbag for Huzi? I have already made it. Take a look. Is this possible?"

Sister-in-law Sun thought she was just saying kind words, but she didn't expect that she actually did it. She quickly wiped the water stains on her hands and took it with both hands.

At this sight, his eyes almost dropped to the ground in shock.

He patted his thigh and said hello several times.

"Qingheng, I really didn't expect that your hands are so skillful. I think it's better than what they buy at the supply and marketing cooperative!" She shouted excitedly.

The schoolbag made by Yang Qingheng is dark blue and resistant to stains. Two giant pandas are embroidered on the strap, and the surface of the schoolbag is also embroidered with lifelike bamboo leaves and bamboo.

Even experienced embroiderers outside may not be able to match this embroidery skill.

After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Do you think it's okay if I give you two dollars?"

After saying that, she was still a little embarrassed. The schoolbag in the supply and marketing cooperative cost two yuan, but the workmanship was far inferior to Yang Qingheng's. But she felt it was not worth spending an extra yuan or two just to buy a schoolbag.

Yang Qingheng laughed out loud and shook his head: "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? I gave this schoolbag to Huzi for free. We are all neighbors, and you are still so polite."

"How embarrassing is this?" Sister-in-law Sun's face turned hot.

Yang Qingheng was helpless: "Look what you said, this is for Huzi, not for you. What are you embarrassed about?"

He waved to Huzi: "Smelly fart, come here and see if you like it."

Huzi's eyes were shining as he watched from the side, but thinking that he had scolded Yang Qingheng yesterday, he was too embarrassed to get involved now.

When he heard Yang Qingheng calling him, he pouted and came over with his hands behind his back. He took it pretending not to care, glanced at it, and said harshly: "It's okay."

In fact, the scream in the heart can pierce the roof.

It’s actually a panda! It’s actually a national treasure! If he could carry this schoolbag, he would be the most handsome boy in the school. He would be so envious of those stinkers who show off their schoolbags in front of him every day!

He was so excited that he forgot that Yang Qingheng also called him a bastard.

Yang Qingheng did not expose him. Seeing that Sister-in-law Sun still looked embarrassed, she suggested to her: "Sister-in-law, if you are really embarrassed, just do me a favor."

"Say it." Sister-in-law Sun naturally agreed.

Yang Qingheng put her fist on her lips and coughed dryly. She took out a cloth bag from the bag. She glanced at Huzi and found that he had already returned to the room with his schoolbag in his arms. Then he whispered to Sister-in-law Sun: "Sister-in-law, you can watch the movie later." When you go to school, carry this bag on your back, and if anyone asks, just say you bought it on the black market for five yuan a piece."

Sister-in-law Sun immediately understood what she was going to do, and she patted her chest and promised: "Don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by sister-in-law!"

After a pause, he gave her a warning: "If you really want to sell bags, the price is still not appropriate enough. Five yuan is enough to buy a set of ready-made clothes. The canvas bags in the supply and marketing cooperative only cost three yuan each." .”

Yang Qingheng shook his head: "If it's appropriate, sister-in-law, just do as I say."

Seeing her insistence, Sister-in-law Sun stopped interfering. She looked at the wall clock in the main room and took Yang Qingheng out.

The movie had just opened when the two of them arrived. Normally, whenever she was watching a movie, Sister-in-law Sun would be fixated on it, fearing that she would miss a scene. However, today she was entrusted by Yang Qingheng, and her mind was filled with how she would help Yang Qingheng sell the movie later. Within a few minutes of sitting down, I slipped out of the gap in the crowd.

Soon I joined the chat with a group of old ladies behind me. The bag was so eye-catching that it attracted a lot of attention as soon as it appeared. As soon as everyone saw Sister-in-law Sun coming, they rushed to inquire about it.

"Damn it, Huzi, where did you buy this little bag? It's so cool."

"That's it, let me feel it and see what the material is..."

Sister-in-law Sun opened their hands and said, "You can only look at them, but you are not allowed to touch them." If you look closely, you can see a bit of pride in her expression.

Recalling what Yang Qingheng said just now, she glanced around and said mysteriously: "This small bag was bought on the black market. I heard it was made by an old embroiderer. I managed to grab one."

"how much is it?"

"Five yuan each." Sister-in-law Sun gestured.

Everyone was shocked and hesitated: "So expensive?"

This price can buy a set of ready-made clothes. It is not cost-effective to buy a small bag that cannot be eaten or worn.

The older ones immediately shut up, but the little girl was at the age where she loves beauty, so they all chased Sister-in-law Sun to inquire.

Sister-in-law Sun rolled her eyes at the speaker: "You get what you pay for, I said it was made by the old embroiderer. Look at the stitches, the color and the style..."

She followed Yang Qingheng's words and boasted so much that she made a group of little girls feel itchy. Some even offered to buy it for six yuan.

Of course Sister-in-law Sun did not agree. This was Yang Qingheng's bag. What right did she have to help others sell it? She only vaguely said that she would think about it.

The girl was disappointed for a while. In order to persuade Sister-in-law Sun, she almost lost her temper.

Yang Qingheng was no longer interested in watching movies, and kept looking back, feeling amazed.

Who can tell the difference between Sister-in-law Sun and Ji Guan? It would be a waste of words to prevent her from selling insurance.

"...What the hell, why haven't I seen that bitch Song Hengjue recently? Otherwise, I'll punch him to death."

There was a curse coming from behind, Yang Qingheng's ears twitched and he sat up straight.