Rebirth in 1980: Overturning husband’s family and entering the business world

Joey was worried that after Song Jialai and Song Mingguo pretended to apologize and beg for mercy, Song Mingguo would forgive them.

Song Mingguo smiled slightly and reached out to rub Joey's hair: "They plotted against us like this when we got married, and now they do it again. It doesn't matter to us."

Just getting married allowed Song Mingguo to see clearly what kind of people they were.

Since they hurt themselves like this, there's nothing to say. Isn't it good to be like this now?

Joey looked at Song Mingguo in front of him in surprise: "Have you really thought about it? These are your mother, brother and sister."

Joey still couldn't believe it. Song Mingguo did a lot of stupid things in his previous life, and finally broke off contact with them after being heartbroken by them.

Did you agree so easily this time? Why does it feel a little unreal?

"Really, I just didn't think about everything I suffered before, but it's different now. Now I see how they treated me, and then look at how my father-in-law and others treated me. I can also see clearly. It's sincerity, nothing fake." Song Mingguo said gently looking at Joey beside him.

If there were no Qiao family members for comparison, maybe he would still have some memories of Liu Cuihua in his heart.

But with the Qiao family for comparison, he realized that he could be treated like this.

It turns out that I don’t have to give in to my big brother when eating.

It turns out that I deserve good food and good clothes.

Of course he deserves the kindness others treat him.

Seeing Song Mingguo like this, Joey finally felt relieved: "I feel relieved if you think like this."

Joey suddenly understood why Song Mingguo was like this.

In his previous life, his parents had always had a bad attitude towards Song Mingguo because of the foreign debt of 20,000 yuan. It was not until Song Mingguo insisted on supporting him to study while he was repaying the debt that their attitude towards him became better.

There are no such things in this life. His parents have been very good to Song Mingguo from the beginning, and his state of mind has also undergone some changes.

"Then let's go buy some things first and move tomorrow?" Joey did not continue talking about the matter and took Song Mingguo to look at the things.

"it is good."

The two of them went to look at the furniture and some daily necessities. Song Mingguo didn't speak from the beginning to the end, and just followed Joey quietly.

Seeing Joey's happy look, he didn't know why Song Mingguo always felt that this kind of Joey should appear.

Joey should be so happy and bright.

"Honey, what are you looking at? Come here and see what we can buy in these two colors?"

Song Mingguo walked over and looked at the fabric she selected with Joey: "I think everything is fine, you can decide what you like."

No matter what he thinks, he will definitely listen to Joey in the end. In this case, it is better to let Joey choose what he likes from the beginning.

Joey looked at Song Mingguo next to him with a smile, stretched out his arms and hugged his arm and said, "My husband is better, then we will buy this little floral one."

"it is good."

Joey bought some things and then left with Song Mingguo.

When the two went back, the furniture seller had already delivered it.

Song Mingguo led people to put the furniture in, while Joey was packing the things he bought.

After the furniture was installed, Song Mingguo went to spread the cotton batting he bought on the bed.

Seeing Joey tinkering with fabrics there, he frowned slightly. He took the money and went out not long after, and came back with someone carrying a sewing machine.

"Why did you buy a sewing machine?" Joey stood up and walked over and asked.

"I saw you doing needlework, so I wanted to buy you a sewing machine, which would be more convenient." Song Mingguo said sheepishly.

If he didn’t buy a sewing machine without a ticket now, he still wouldn’t be able to buy it.

Joy looked at the sewing machine happily. She really needed a sewing machine, which would make things easier.

"Thanks husband."

Armed with a sewing machine, Joey made the fabric he bought into a quilt cover from his previous life so that it could be easily cleaned.

There was no zipper, so Joey put buttons on it.

After making the quilt, Joey asked Song Mingguo to put the quilt on with her.

Song Mingguo looked at the convenient quilt cover in surprise, and said with some surprise: "My wife, why are you so smart? You can even make such a thing."

"Isn't it very convenient?" Joey asked with a smile.

Song Mingguo nodded in agreement, it was indeed very convenient.

"You clean up first, and I'll make something else."

While Joey was busy, Song Mingguo carefully cleaned the house. After cleaning up, he saw a set of clothes next to Joey.

Walked over and looked at Joey: "What is this?"

"I made the clothes for you. You can try to see if you can put them on." Joey handed the clothes that were not yet fully made to Song Mingguo and asked him to try them on and change any inappropriate parts.

Song Mingguo looks very good in a white shirt and black pants.

"It's so beautiful." Joey stood up and helped Song Mingguo tidy it up, and found that the size was just right.

"Take it off and I'll finish the rest of the sewing."

"it is good."

Song Mingguo took off his clothes and placed them next to Joey. While Joey was busy, he went out to buy groceries and came back to cook.

When Joey finished making Song Mingguo's clothes, he could smell the strong fragrance.

After touching his stomach, Joey stood up and walked out, seeing Song Mingguo putting food on the table.

"It looks really good." Joey said with emotion.

Song Mingguo smiled and said, "My wife taught me this."

When Joey taught Song Mingwang how to cook, Song Mingguo would also learn from the side. Although it wasn't as delicious as Joey's cooking, it still tasted pretty good.

The two sat together to eat: "Let's go back tomorrow and tell our parents about buying a house."

"it is good."

After dinner, Song Mingguo went to pack his things, and Joey took the fabric and made clothes for his parents.

The next day, Joey and his wife went back with the clothes that Joey had made.

When I got home, I saw Qiao Zhenglin sitting at home with an ugly face.

Joey looked at the unhappy Qiao Zhenglin in surprise, walked over in confusion and asked, "What happened to brother?"

Qiao Zhenglin saw Joey coming back with a smile on his face: "Sister, you are back."

"Brother, you haven't told me what's wrong."

Qiao Zhenglin sighed softly and said helplessly: "I was fired from the factory because of Cao Laidi."

One hundred yuan a month was gone, which made Qiao Zhenglin feel a little uncomfortable.

Joey thought something was wrong, but he just lost his job.

"Brother's job will be gone if it goes away. It's not like our family doesn't have ways to make money. From now on, you can follow dad to sell braised pork, and mom can take care of the children at home." Joey said.

Qiao Zhengsong nodded in agreement: "Brother, I think my sister is right. We earned back your month's salary in two days, or even more. If it's gone, it's gone. This Cao Laidi is a bastard."

Joey calmed down and realized something was wrong: "What happened?"