Reborn in 1985 I want to leave the house with nothing

Zhao Yonggang felt that what Lin Zhiya said was most likely true.

Therefore, if Xiao An was caught for the crime he committed, he would not only go to jail, but he might also be shot.

"This damn bastard, did he follow and kill someone?

What should I do? He only took more than 200 yuan with him when he left, and now even I don’t know where he has gone.

Oh, how do I tell him not to come back?

If I had known, I would have gone with him at that time."

Zhao Yonggang was so worried that he tossed and turned all night.

When he was pushed awake, he saw Lin Xiuhua standing beside the bed, looking at him angrily.

"Zhao Yonggang, you are looking for death, smoking so much that the whole room smells of smoke.

Hurry up and sweep up the cigarette butts on the ground."

Seeing that Zhao Yonggang didn't move, Lin Xiuhua reached out and pulled off the quilt from him.

"You didn't think I'd come back?

As soon as I walked in, you tried to chase Xiaoya out.

I tell you, Zhao Yonggang, this house is mine. If you dare to take it, I will divorce you."

Zhao Yonggang sat up and said, "Lin Xiuhua, how did you get back?

Didn’t the police say you were holding sulfuric acid? "

Lin Xiuhua was very proud: "I refused to admit it, and the police had no evidence, so they released me.

By the way, Xiaoya and I have already eaten outside, you can make yourself some food."

Zhao Yonggang didn't expect that Lin Xiuhua only remembered to eat and not to be beaten.

She was almost sent to jail because of Lin Zhiya, but she acted like nothing happened.

He asked Lin Xiuhua to ask Lin Zhiya what kind of crime Zhao Xiaoan had committed.

Lin Zhiya did not tell Lin Xiuhua, thinking that the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

Since her aunt was unwilling to listen to her and divorce Zhao Yonggang, Lin Zhiya didn't bother to care about it.

She just wanted to make Zhao Yonggang restless every day, make him guess enough, and then reveal the answer.

Li Qiumei refused Cheng Zhiqian's invitation and followed him home.

She knew without going there that people would dislike her because she was a divorcee.

Living her life over again, she didn't want to look at those faces again, she just wanted to do whatever made her feel comfortable.

Cheng Zhiqian was a little lonely: "Qiu Mei, I know you have concerns, but I hope you can give me a chance.

Can we try to be a boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Okay." Yang Huaihua appeared out of nowhere and agreed on behalf of Li Qiumei.

Seeing Cheng Zhiqian still looking at her eagerly, Li Qiumei nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

Yang Huaihua pulled her sleeve and said, "Qiu Mei, let's go today.

Go back and pack your things now, or you will miss the train."

Li Qiumei frowned: "Where did you go last night?

Why did you come back only now? Didn’t you say yesterday that you would play for a few more days before leaving? "

Yang Huaihua scratched her messy hair and said, "Let's go back and make money."

The three of them went upstairs, packed up, and headed straight for the train station.

Before getting in the car, Cheng Zhiqian stuffed an envelope into Li Qiumei's pocket.

"Qiumei, please be safe. I will find time to write to you later."

Li Qiumei nodded somewhat embarrassedly.

As soon as the train started moving, Yang Huaihua stared at Li Qiumei's pocket.

"Qiumei, I guess there's not only money in the envelope this time, but there should be other things as well.

Open it and take a look."

Li Qiumei pinched the envelope and said, "Well, there must be money. As for the rest, we'll know after we open it."

When I opened the envelope, there was indeed a hundred yuan and some folded letter paper inside.

Seeing that the little girl behind her was also craning her neck to look, Li Qiumei quickly ran to the toilet to see.

After living for two lifetimes, this was the first time I received a love letter. It would be a lie to say I wasn’t excited.

I never thought that someone as rigid as Cheng Zhiqian could write such romantic poems.

She seriously suspected that the collection of love letters on the table in Yang Yingsong's house must have been borrowed back by Cheng Zhiqian.

Otherwise, they all sound like classic quotes.

After returning from the toilet, Yang Huaihua asked her: "Did Cheng Zhiqian write you a love letter?

Look at you smiling so hard that your front teeth are showing."

Is it that obvious? Li Qiumei was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth.

When they arrived in City B, Ding Shengli and his son had already started working.

"Sister Qiu, Sister Hua, why are you two here just now?

I'm almost busy to death.

We have received several orders but cannot produce them, so we are waiting to discuss this with you."

So, as soon as they put down their luggage, several people were busy holding a meeting.

Li Qiumei discovered that two orders came from two big cities, which will become first-tier cities in the future.

After a few people calculated the costs, they decided that it would be much more cost-effective to cooperate in production with local partners.

Yang Huaihua and Ding Yong went to the local area to find partners, and Li Qiumei was responsible for making samples and supervising the quality of the finished clothes.

Time passed quickly, and in three months, Cheng Zhiqian had already sent several letters to Li Qiumei.

Li Qiumei had not had time to reply to the letter. Only after she finished the work at hand early today did she pick up her pen to reply to Cheng Zhiqian.

Like Cheng Zhiqian, she also told him about her daily life.

After writing the letter, Li Qiumei wrote another one to her sister and Qin Ruyue.

She thinks that we should cherish the days when we can still write letters, because in the future everything will be electronic and there will be less true love.

Yang Huaihua has been running back and forth between the two cities. After completing the two orders, she received new orders.

Yang Huaihua and the others were too busy to handle it, so Li Qiumei also had to go over there to keep an eye on it.

When she arrived at the community where Yang Huaihua rented a house, Li Qiumei found that it was very close to the city center and much more prosperous than City B.

She decided that when she had time, she would go out and buy a house here.

Li Qiumei was shocked when she saw Yang Huaihua.

It had only been two months since we last met, but Yang Huaihua's round face had already turned into a pointed chin.

Li Qiumei asked her: "Sister Hua, are you working too hard?

I think you've lost a lot of weight."

Yang Huaihua seemed to be hesitant to speak, which made Li Qiumei's heart skip a beat: "Sister Hua, what happened?"

"Qiumei, I'm pregnant."

Li Qiumei was shocked: "Who is the father of the child?"

"Yang Yingsong."

"Who? Who do you say that man is?" Li Qiumei asked repeatedly.

Yang Huaihua fell on the sofa and said, "I can't believe it. How could I be so unlucky to win in one try?

Yang Yingsong is such a bastard! He is simply killing people. "

Li Qiumei pushed Yang Huaihua and sat on the sofa.

"When did this happen? Did Yang Yingsong come to see you?"

Yang Huaihua covered her face with her hands: "It was the night before we came out."

Li Qiumei suddenly realized: "No wonder you didn't come back all night, it turns out you were with Yang Yingsong.

I was wondering why you were so eager to go out as soon as you got back. "

Li Qiumei patted Yang Huaihua and said, "So what are you going to do now? Marry Yang Yingsong?"