"It's okay, we don't lack this house."

"If they come to cause trouble in the future, we will take this house back, and we won't let them live in it even if we destroy it." When Joey said this, his tone was very serious, and everyone around him heard it.

The captain and the village chief looked at each other, then turned their attention to Song Mingcheng and his son. What should we do now?

Song Mingcheng and Liu Cuihua turned back in the eyes of everyone. When they got home, Liu Cuihua said angrily: "It's all your dad's fault. If it weren't for your dad giving the house to Song Mingguo, would we be like this?"

Whether it was a job or a house, that bastard left everything to Song Mingguo. It was because of this that Liu Cuihua didn't like Song Mingguo. He was obviously his son who grew up, but she didn't give anything to Mingcheng just because he and Mingcheng were not related by blood. Keep.

So what if I don’t give it? What belongs to them is not yet in their possession.

It's just that Song Mingguo is no longer easy to bully. No matter what they do, Song Mingguo doesn't care, which makes it difficult for them.

Song Mingcheng walked to the stool and sat down, and said in a deep voice: "Let's forget about this matter, Mom. Let's not go to Song Mingguo anymore."

This time was just their test of Song Mingguo, wanting to know if Song Mingguo was still as easy to bully as before. Now it seemed that Song Mingguo had changed a lot during his time out.

He no longer cares what happened to his mother, which Song Mingcheng didn't expect.

Liu Cuihua on the side said unhappily: "Song Mingguo and the others must have a lot of money in their hands."

Everyone in the village can get a share of 5,000 yuan, and Joey and the others get 20% of the profit. How much is that?

They couldn't even think about it.

Liu Cuihua murmured: "It would be great if this money was in our hands."

Song Mingcheng thought the same way, but their money would not come to him. If they really did this, no one knew what the consequences would be.

"Mom, don't think about it."

"How about we take it secretly?"

"Mom, do you know what you are talking about? If we do this, we will go to jail. If you want to do this, I won't." Although he wanted the money in Song Mingguo's hands, Song Mingcheng never thought about stealing such a thing. .

Hearing Liu Cuihua say such words, Song Mingcheng said: "Don't think about it, Mom."

"But seeing that they are living so well, I really can't bear to accept it. This day should obviously be ours, why can Song Mingguo have such a good life? If we knew that Joey was so powerful, we shouldn't have agreed to the marriage of the two of them at that time. , let Joey marry you no matter what." For Liu Cuihua, a person like Joey who can make money should marry Song Mingcheng, not someone like Song Mingguo.

Song Mingcheng didn't speak, but his thoughts were the same as Liu Cuihua's.

"Mom, let's not talk about this, let's not let people hear about our reputation?" Song Mingcheng didn't want to hear Liu Cuihua continue to say such things, so he said impatiently.

Hearing Song Mingcheng say such things, Liu Cuihua murmured dissatisfiedly: "I'm not saying this for your own good. It's all Song Mingguo's fault. If it weren't for Song Mingguo, our life would be better."

No matter how they were doing, Liu Cuihua always blamed Song Mingguo for this person, and Song Mingcheng thought the same thing without saying a word.

It would be better if there was no Song and Mingguo.

Isn't it good for Song Mingguo to struggle to live his life like before?

Just getting married was a deal, and his life had changed drastically. He just went to Kyoto for a while, and things had changed a lot. This was something he didn't expect.

He reached out and rubbed his brows, and Song Mingcheng in front of him said, "Mom, if we still want money, we should stop causing trouble to Song Mingguo and the others. This is not good for us."

Liu Cuihua muttered something, but Song Mingcheng didn't hear it clearly. He just looked at Liu Cuihua in front of him and said, "Mom, do you understand what I said?"

"I understand, but what about your debts? Those people in the future..." Liu Cuihua looked at Song Mingcheng in front of her worriedly and asked.

"It's okay. I'll pay back the money now, a little bit, and I'll pay back the rest after I get the dividends in a few years." Song Mingcheng was also helpless about this. What else could he do now that things were like this? Do you still want to steal money?

Liu Cuihua felt a little unhappy. Looking at Song Mingcheng in front of her, she still didn't say anything. She just sat there quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing Song Mingcheng like this, Liu Cuihua suddenly felt a little distressed. Her son could not be wronged like this.

"Don't worry, son, I will definitely handle this matter for you."

"Okay, this matter is over. I have already told you not to cause trouble to Song Mingguo anymore. It will definitely not be good for us if you go." Song Mingcheng warned.

"Now our dividend has been reduced by one year. Mom, do you still want me to lose another year or even lose the opportunity to receive dividends?" By the time he can distribute the money, it might be 10,000 a year, or even more. .

If he loses this opportunity, Song Mingcheng will vomit blood directly.

Seeing Song Mingcheng's angry look, Liu Cuihua could only nod in frustration: "I understand."

After that, Liu Cuihua finally became quiet. Joey said with some disappointment: "I thought they would definitely come to us again, but who knew they wouldn't come? It's really disappointing. It's obviously just a simple matter." , they just come looking for them, and it’s not like we won’t let them go.”

Joey also wanted Song Mingcheng to lose another year's chance. Who knew that Song Mingcheng would really behave this time and knew that they were serious, so he didn't dare to come over and cause trouble.

This also cost Joey this opportunity.

When Song Mingguo heard this, he couldn't help laughing. He reached out and rubbed Joey's hair. Song Mingguo said funnyly: "If you continue to do this, others will be pissed to death. You are happy."

"Who told Song Mingcheng and others to always bully you? Only I can bully you, no one else can." Joey snorted coldly.

Song Mingguo reached out and hugged Joey, his eyes were very gentle: "Daughter-in-law, I have begun to look forward to our child. Do you think our child will be as beautiful as you?"

"It should be possible. After all, we both look pretty good." Joey thought for a while and said.

"I'm already looking forward to it, but I still have to wait two or three years. It feels like a long time." Song Mingguo felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about how long it would take to have a child.

Joey couldn't help but smile when he saw Song Mingguo like this: "You seem to have some objections to me?"

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