"No."

The two of them had nothing to do when they returned home. They occasionally went to the factory and spent the rest of the time at home.

Song Mingcheng also noticed Song Mingguo's situation, especially that they had good food every day. Thinking about his current life because of repaying the money, Song Mingcheng suddenly regretted borrowing so much money. If he hadn't borrowed so much money, Their lives will be fine too.

Shaking his head, Song Mingcheng threw away such thoughts, and then said to Liu Cuihua beside him: "Mom, we will come back for the Chinese New Year this year."

Song Mingcheng could say such things because he knew that Liu Cuihua would definitely make delicious food, including chicken and duck, when they came back.

Thinking of these delicious foods, Song Mingcheng swallowed his saliva. Where had he seen such things before?

Upon hearing this, Liu Cuihua immediately became happy regardless of the purpose of their return: "I'll prepare delicious food for you when the time comes."

In fact, the food Liu Cuihua cooked was not very delicious, it was just that they wanted to eat meat.

"Mom, let's come back early and let my wife cook it for you, so you can enjoy it too." In fact, Song Mingcheng was just worried that the ingredients would be wasted and they wouldn't be able to eat good food.

"Okay, my son should be filial to me." Liu Cuihua said with a smile.

That bastard Song Mingguo didn't know how to care about himself at all, and his own son was better.

Seeing that he was distressed to cook for himself, he found someone to cook for him, so that he could have something ready-made for the Chinese New Year this year.

Song Mingcheng had a smile on his face, but this smile looked a little strange.

"Son, do you think Song Mingguo and the others have any other ways to make money?" Liu Cuihua asked suddenly.

Hearing this, Song Mingcheng just shook his head casually, frowned and said: "I don't know about this matter, but even if we have it, we can't get it. As far as our current relationship with them is concerned, they are willing to give We are the weird ones."

Even if Song Mingguo had never thought of giving them such a thing before, it would be even more impossible to give it to them now, unless they were crazy.

Liu Cuihua murmured dissatisfiedly and said: "What on earth happened to Song Mingguo? It has become so powerful."

"No matter how he changes, he will have nothing to do with us in the future." Song Mingcheng said impatiently.

Haven't you already said this? If you still say things like this now, are you looking down on yourself or something?

Looking at his mother with a frown, Song Mingcheng said with some dissatisfaction: "Mom, are you a little dissatisfied with me? If so, just follow Ming Guo and let him take care of you."

When Liu Cuihua heard this, she immediately became unwilling: "What did you say? Now that Song Mingguo hates us, how can he provide for me in old age? Let's forget it. Besides, I don't like him. I only want you as my son. "

Facing what Liu Cuihua said, Song Mingcheng didn't feel happy at all. Not only was he unhappy, but he was also a little angry.

Originally, he wanted to take this opportunity to throw Liu Cuihua to Song Mingguo, so that he could get money from Song Mingguo. But now it seems that there is no chance, so he can only shake his head helplessly and said: "Mom, let's forget about this matter. I just want to talk casually about the Ming Dynasty in the future, so don’t say it anymore. If you talk too much, you will feel uncomfortable, don’t you think?"

Now as long as I think about how much money Song Mingguo has in his hands, Song Mingguo will be jealous of his achievements, and he doesn't want Song Mingguo to have such a life, but what can they do now even if they don't want to? Song and Mingguo should still make money and live a good life as they should. What can they do?

They don't know how many years it will take them to earn back Song Mingguo's one-year dividend, but this is the result now.

Liu Cuihua muttered: "I know."

Seeing Liu Cuihua like this, Song Mingcheng said with a headache: "Okay, Mom, this matter is over now. Please stop talking. We will feel uncomfortable if you talk too much."

Liu Cuihua said nothing, knowing that she could not continue to talk to Song Mingcheng about this, and Song Mingguo probably had no chance, but what should we do?

My son still has more than 10,000 yuan left to pay.

Song Mingcheng knew that Liu Cuihua wanted to help him, but it was no longer useful in this situation. Looking at Liu Cuihua, Song Mingcheng said: "Mom, if you take care of yourself from now on, it is the best care for us."

Regarding Song Mingcheng's relationship, Liu Cuihua was still very useful. Soon Liu Cuihua thought of a way: "By the way, we will let them come over for dinner during the Chinese New Year this year."

Hearing this, Song Mingcheng was a little surprised, frowned and asked, "Why does mom want them to come to dinner? I don't like them very much."

"Is your child stupid? Once a person is drunk, no matter what we do, it will be fine." Liu Cuihua looked at her son angrily and said.

Why is this kid so stupid?

After hearing what his mother said, Song Mingcheng immediately understood what she wanted to do.

But knowing is one thing, actually doing it is another.

"Mom, Song Mingguo will not come." Song Mingcheng said very firmly.

"Just tell me and we'll find out."

Song Mingcheng went to Song Mingcheng's country. When he saw Song Mingcheng coming, Joey was a little wary. He looked at the person opposite and asked, "Why are you coming to my house?"

"Mom said she would let you come over for dinner during the New Year." Song Mingcheng was a little unhappy being stared at and guarded like this, but he still spoke.

Hearing this, Joey looked at Joey in front of him and said, "Joy, what's your attitude?"

"We are here to let you eat, and we are not here to ask for anything from you. Do you have this attitude?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with my attitude, but you..."

"People who have always hated us suddenly come to us for dinner. If you say it's okay, who can believe you?"

"Joy...don't be ungrateful." Song Mingcheng scolded dissatisfied.

"You should eat your own food. We don't deserve it. We can just eat at home. We don't have to go to your place to eat. If we eat too much, I'm worried that we won't be able to eat and walk around." After Joey said this, he faced Song Mingcheng. Close the door on your face.

Seeing Joey like this, Song Mingguo slammed the door angrily and said angrily: "Joey, what's your attitude? We have already come to you for dinner, and you are still so ungrateful."

"You only have this one chance. If you don't seize it, even if you come to beg us to let you go back, we will not agree." Song Mingcheng said angrily.

Joey snorted coldly: "To be courteous for nothing is to commit adultery or theft. You must have something to plot against us, and we won't be fooled."

When Song Mingguo came back from outside, he saw Song Mingcheng standing at the door, looking a little angry.

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