Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Old Mrs. Leng burst into tears, covered her face and trembled all over. Her memories of the past became clearer and clearer. She had wanted to die, but in the end she was so hungry that she could not bear it anymore and went out of the house to ask for help, and fainted in the yard.

Having enjoyed a warm, wealthy and comfortable life, Old Mrs. Leng really didn't want to go back to her old living environment.

Leng Zhiqiang: "Cry, cry, cry. Our family is getting worse and worse because of you crying! You are ruining our family's happiness!"

Old Lady Leng wiped her face vigorously to stop crying and no longer asked her eldest son to accompany her: "The bath water is getting cold, go and take a bath. I will get the money and bring it back to you myself."

Leng Zhiqiang went to the field. His old slippers were a little slippery after being brushed. He muttered, "This house doesn't feel like home. What kind of life is this..."

Old Mrs. Leng hobbled out of the door mumbling, her waist and heart aching.

For the first time, she did not give all her savings to Haodaer. She went back to the farm and thought about it again and again. In the end, she only gave Haodaer 500 yuan and went out again in a dodgy manner.

In fact, Leng Yanqiu and her daughter had already seen the old lady coming in and out, and everyone just kept it tacitly.

But, how could five hundred yuan satisfy Leng Zhiqiang? He was so well-off, how could he bear all the injustices at home? His decent clothes were not washed and dried, and he was unwilling to wear the old rags; his mobile phone was soaked in water and needed to be repaired or bought a new one; he had no car to go out, and the old bicycle at the old house was also sold out; there was no rice, flour, grain, oil, vegetables, meat or eggs.

Five hundred dollars, are you giving it to a beggar?

Leng Zhiqiang looked at Old Lady Leng with hatred: "Alright, I can't count on you anyway, I'll go find Ding Guihua myself!"

"You can't go!" This is Old Lady Leng's bottom line. She can give money to her eldest son and take care of him, but she must not bring him to the farm, otherwise the old lady will be too embarrassed to stay on the farm.

"You don't understand what I'm saying?" Leng Zhiqiang angrily put on his old and worn-out clothes, "Boss Zhuang is still waiting for my reply. I don't know if Ding Guihua will be looking forward to the hundreds of millions of dollars of business being handed over to her."

It was already dusk. Leng Zhiqiang, who had had a good sleep, had a ruddy complexion. He walked towards the east end of the village in his old slippers. Ten meters behind him was the increasingly staggering figure of old lady Leng.

No one in the village greeted Leng Zhiqiang. Pointing and whispering could not affect him. He was full of ambitions. Humph, just wait!

"Ding Guihua! Ding Guihua!" Leng Zhiqiang shouted outside the farm gate.

All the hired servants had gone home, and only the mother and son did not have any dinner.

In response to him, he heard a few geese calling "ga ga ga ga" in the distance.

Inside the room, Leng Yanqiu asked, "Do you need me to solve it?"

Ding Guihua clenched her fist: "No need!"

Well, Leng Yanqiu continued to scroll through her phone. There were a lot of group messages today. School would start tomorrow, so prospective high school students and vocational high school students greeted each other and exchanged their psychological feelings before school started.

Teacher Sun also urged earnestly: "Come on, you must come on, believe that you are the best!"

The encouragement that I once feared the most still feels familiar when I see it now.

There were six students in the group who had enough scores and applied to study at Jinghua High School, including You Dianshuai of @冷燕秋三个. The admission score of Jinghua is relatively low, and one can apply with a total score of 465. You Dianshuai was considered to be the unlucky one, as he scored , which was not enough to get into his first choice public high school, but it was barely enough to get into the expanded enrollment line of a township high school, so he did not make a choice.

@冷燕秋 asked three times, just to ask in advance: "Which class are you assigned to?"

He has too little social experience and thinks too highly of himself. This kid doesn't know that high schools are allowed to have key classes. The gap between him and Leng Yanqiu is too big, so he can't be placed in the same class.

Moreover, he couldn't get an answer from Leng Yanqiu.

Isn't it awkward? Ding Guihua was also embarrassed. She walked out amid Leng Zhiqiang's continuous shouting, opened the door, and angrily asked, "Are you calling for the soul? Why don't you get out of here?"

Leng Zhiqiang immediately burst out with a lot of words: "Guihua, did you know that my phone fell into the water? Quick, give me a phone with a new SIM card, I need to contact Mr. Zhuang. If you don't have an idle phone, it's OK. Listen to me and let me know. Then lend me your car. I'm going to the city to meet with Mr. Zhuang."

Ding Guihua was furious: "There's a green onion stuck in a pig's nose, why are you pretending to be so great? Get out of here! Don't dirty my farm!"

There were a few dedicated spectators who stayed over at Grandpa Dalong's place and listened to the fun attentively.

Leng Zhiqiang felt embarrassed, and continued to explain while suppressing his grievance: "Our city leaders have accompanied Mr. Zhuang to the farm today, and you didn't even know? Mr. Zhuang wants to buy our - your farm, the price is negotiable, Mr. Zhuang said to build a villa area -"

"Thump, thump, thump", Leng Zhiqiang was pushed back a few steps, and Ding Guihua became more and more courageous!

"Why are you pushing me? Can't you tell good from bad? I'm here to give you a message, good news! Money to give you! Mr. Zhuang can get a 100 million investment just by stretching out his hand. You can't earn this much money in your lifetime - hey, you hit me again? You bitch -"

"Bang!" Ding Guihua didn't know what was happening to her, and she slapped Leng Zhiqiang in the face with a big blow.

It feels good, I'll have another one.

Old lady Leng yelled and rushed over to stop her, but how could she stop him? Ding Guihua held the old lady's shoulder with one hand and continued to force her with the other.

In fact, she couldn't hear what Leng Zhiqiang was saying just now. She was accumulating energy to prepare herself mentally: Why don't you beat him? Why don't you beat him? Beat him, go ahead!

Leng Zhiqiang was furious like a lion, but he just couldn't use any strength. He was completely in a passive state and was beaten by one hand.

There were things in the space and on the farm, but Ding Guihua chose a fleshy palm and moved the palm and back of her hand back and forth.

Old Lady Leng yelled, "Stop hitting him. He didn't do anything stupid or say anything stupid today, and he didn't hit you!"

Do I need a reason to beat him?

All the old men from Grandpa Dalong's side gathered over. They were so amazed. How could Qiu'er's mother have such strong hands?

It's not just the strength of her hands. Old Lady Leng used all her strength to hold Ding Guihua's arms from behind. Ding Guihua kicked directly and hit Leng Zhiqiang's head.

“Whoosh—Puff!”

Ding Guihua herself was stunned. Could this kick really go that far?

Leng Zhiqiang's body flew into the air and disappeared into the cornfield that was half a person's height.

Everyone was shocked, and Grandpa Dalong was the first to speak up: "Oh, this corn field is ruined!"

This piece of corn was also contracted by the farm. The size of the stalks is obviously taller than those grown by other families. Grandpa Dalong takes care of it and compares it with others every day, and he has developed an attachment to it.

Ding Guihua was in high spirits at the moment and not panicking at all. She continued, "Then we have to ask him to pay compensation!"