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"Yes, sister, don't worry, leave it to us." Song Xiaoye nodded excitedly.

He had been tracking Zhou Pingping before, but it came to an abrupt end before it had any effect, and he himself wasn't even satisfied.

This time, Song Xiaoye was even more excited as he was tracking his scumbag father and exploring his secrets.

So, he immediately went to find Yao Tianlei, told him to stop panicking about the carpentry work, and took him with him to follow Yao Zhenhua.

Yao Tianlei simply told him an address and asked him to stop bothering him.

"What is this address?" Song Xiaoye asked curiously.

"Yao Zhenhua has women and children outside." said Yao Tianlei.

Song Xiaoye, "!!!"

No, brother, have you already explored it?

"When did you know?" Song Xiaoye asked him.

"About two years ago." Yao Tianlei replied impatiently, waving his hand and telling him to go away and not delay his work.

"Two years ago?!" Song Xiaoye's voice was about to split, and he almost jumped up in surprise, "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"No one asked." said Yao Tianlei.

Song Xiaoye,...

After a long silence, Song Xiaoye gave him a thumbs up. He was worthy of being his brother Lei and this was his usual code of conduct.

Awesome!

"Well, I'll go back and tell my sister first." Song Xiaoye took the address and wanted to leave, but then she remembered something and said,

"Oh, by the way, my sister got a successful divorce. She said she wants to go out to a restaurant to celebrate the day after tomorrow and take us to eat delicious food."

"No." Yao Tianlei refused without thinking.

"If you don't go, my sister will come to arrest him herself." Song Xiaoye said with a smile, "She has been practicing martial arts recently. If you are not afraid of being beaten and embarrassed by her, then don't go."

"...Get out of here!" Yao Tianlei was silent for a moment, walked to a drawer on the side, took out a gift box, and threw it towards Song Xiaoye.

Song Xiaoye took it in a panic and asked curiously, "What is this? A divorce gift for my sister?"

Yao Tianlei responded impatiently.

Song Xiaoye let out a light sigh, thinking that Brother Lei was really thoughtful.

I also prepared a divorce gift.

Even more caring than his own brother.

-

"Sister, sister, guess what, I went to see Brother Lei, and he gave me a big surprise."

Song Xiaoye rode his bicycle to Shen Yuan's house again. After seeing Song Chuyu, he shouted excitedly.

"What big surprise?" Song Chuyu handed him a bottle of ice soda and asked curiously.

Song Xiaoye drank several sips of ice soda and felt less thirsty, so he spoke.

"It turns out that Brother Lei had already found out about Yao Zhenhua's other women. I heard that he has children, but I don't know if they are his biological children."

As she spoke, Song Xiaoye's excitement faded, and she couldn't help feeling a little sad. This time it was not for herself, but for her deceased mother.

His fucking eyesight is so bad, what kind of scumbag did he find in the first place!

Ugh.

Song Chuyu was a little surprised when she heard this, but it wasn't a surprise. "Give me the address, I'll check the information of this woman and the child later."

Song Xiaoye handed her the address and the gift box, "Brother Lei gave you this as a divorce gift."

Song Chuyu couldn't help but smile when she looked at the gift box, and took it with a gentle look.

When I opened it, I saw a very arrogant rabbit with one paw around its waist and the other paw raised high. Its head was held high and under its feet was a wilted rabbit (probably a male), looking like it was the best in the world.

"Hahaha... this is so interesting, Brother Lei's craftsmanship is really good!" Song Xiaoye also liked the rabbit shape when she saw it.

Song Chuyu took it in her hand, looked at it over and over again, and couldn't let it go!

It was right to take so much trouble to save Yao Tianlei's hand. It would be a pity if his exquisite woodworking skills were lost.

When the policy improves in two years, let Yao Tianlei go out and work on his own. Keeping him in the current furniture factory will bury his talent.

Moreover, with his lone wolf personality, it is impossible for him to get promoted, which is even more cowardly.

"By the way, when you go back, tell Zhang Hongmei about that woman and the child." Song Chuyu said again.

Even if Zhang Hongmei doesn't care about Yao Zhenhua having a mistress outside, she definitely cares about the fact that Yao Zhenhua spends his money on other women.

Let them fight each other for now.

No one can expect to live a peaceful life.

-

Zhang Hongmei knew that Yao Zhenhua was cheating on her.

However, she didn't expect that Yao Zhenhua had a son with that woman.

Zhang Hongmei naturally couldn't stand it.

Now that Yao Zhenhua has this son, he will definitely give part of his money to this bastard.

Zhang Hongmei immediately started a quarrel with Yao Zhenhua and demanded that he cut off contact with the woman outside.

How could Yao Zhenhua possibly listen to her, so he simply didn't go home.

Zhang Hongmei was suddenly at a loss, and she didn't dare to make a big fuss.

If the incident gets out of hand, it will affect Yao Zhenhua's work, and he may even be punished and lose his position as deputy factory director.

Then she would have lost more than she gained.

Thinking about her daughter and son-in-law who were still in the detention center, Zhang Hongmei felt even more tormented and cried every day.

-

After the divorce, life seemed to have not changed much for Song Chuyu.

She still went to the newspaper office in the morning and wrote articles at home in the afternoon. She submitted them not only to her own newspaper, but also to newspapers and magazines all over the country.

In fact, there are too few newspapers and magazines nowadays, and the content is very monotonous, all of which are news about current affairs.

However, even so, Song Chuyu can now submit three to four manuscripts every week, and earn about five to ten yuan for each manuscript.

Although it is not a lot, but accumulated over time, the monthly income is considerable, three or four times more than the salary of an ordinary worker.

Song Chuyu's small treasury increased little by little.

Even if she only relies on writing in the future, she can support herself, so there is no need to save money.

At this time, it would be more appropriate to exchange your money for antiques, calligraphy and paintings, as well as some huanghuali furniture, red sandalwood, and wenge furniture.

Collecting these things in the past few years is like picking them up for free.

After another five or six years, when the policy is thoroughly relaxed and people begin to realize that antiques are no longer things to be destroyed, their value will begin to emerge.

By that time, not only will it be difficult to harvest, but the price will also become higher.

Song Chuyu was not obsessed with these antiques, calligraphy and paintings. He was purely thinking about investment. He also thought that if he happened to save a national treasure while collecting items and handed it over to the country, it would also be a contribution to cultural heritage.

Calligraphy and paintings are easy to buy. You can just go to an antique calligraphy and painting shop and buy them. The works of modern painters that were once worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan are now very cheap.

You can choose any pair for just a few dozen dollars, and there are discounts and gifts for buying more, which made Song Chuyu feel a little embarrassed.

After returning, in order to preserve the paintings well, Song Chuyu bought well-sealed camphorwood boxes that were more expensive than the paintings.

This is the huge bonus bestowed by the times.