Reborn 1990: Make a fortune and become well-off

Lin Meihui shook Sister Song's hand and looked back at Wang Jinwen, "Sister Song, let me think about it by myself. You accompany me to the town!"

Sister Song couldn't let go of Wang Jinwen, so she was dragged out of the door by Lin Meihuisheng.

"Mei Hui, he will feel even more uncomfortable if I'm not here. He will lose his temper when I come back soon. I'd better go home..."

"Sister Song, he can't figure it out now. If you always give in, he will feel more and more guilty that you have a guilty conscience... Why don't you leave him alone for a while, think about what you have done for him over the years, and then think about what he should do in the future. How to face life."

Song Meiyun understood Lin Meihui's good intentions. Song Meiyun, who had always been at work and home, left home for the first time at this time and walked on the street. The weather in late spring was bright and mild, and the apricot flowers on both sides of the road were blooming and withering. It seemed like a new world. .

Lin Meihui said something to comfort Sister Song, and saw a smile on Sister Song's face, which made her feel relieved.

When leaving, Lin Meihui told Sister Song that she no longer planned to sell preserved fruit. Sister Song felt a little regretful and said that she would help Lin Meihui think of another way to prevent Zhang Zhigang from doing such evil.

Lin Meihui refused, "Sister Song, it's not that we can't fight him now, it's that we can't afford to fight him. We have our own lives to live, and we can't keep making trouble with this kind of person, are you right?"

"Meihui, although you are much younger than me, you always see things very clearly and what you say makes sense. If I had met you earlier, your elder brother and I might not have gotten into this situation. "

Song Meiyun sighed, thinking about her life, she didn't know how to continue living it.

"Sister Song, my eldest brother is a smart man. You don't need a heavy hammer to play the drum. Don't worry, he will definitely change." Lin Meihui looked at Song Meiyun and smiled, but what she was thinking about was that the love between husband and wife is not just talk. , it seems that it still needs to be managed well.

Lin Meihui thought of Song Yi and the relationship between them, and took a long breath. It was time to think about where to go.

After Song Meiyun said goodbye to Lin Meihui, she returned home and saw Wang Jinwen cleaning up the house for the first time. All the porcelain slag was swept away, and the enamel jar with a piece of porcelain missing was quietly placed on the table next to it.

Seeing Song Meiyun return, Wang Jinwen felt a little apologetic and said in a very soft voice, "Meiyun, I have been such a jerk these years. Don't worry, I will take good care of this family in the future and help you do what I can. I will definitely not follow you again." You made a fuss."

"Jin Wen, I don't blame you, I just want to cheer you up..."

"I know, I misunderstood you." Wang Jinwen was so regretful that his intestines were almost green. He almost drove away the people who were the best to him. No wonder his younger brother said he was unreasonable.

"Actually, it's okay to have a disabled leg. If you can't do heavy work, we can find a lighter job. There is always a shortage of manpower in the factory..." Song Meiyun did not dare to say too much at once, so she could only suggest that Wang Jinwen go out.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jinwen agreed.

At that moment, Song Meiyun felt that the sky was high and the sea was vast, and her heart suddenly became much brighter. If Lin Meihui was here, she should treat Lin Meihui to a meal to thank her.

Lin Meihui returned home and showed Song Yi the pound of meat she bought, with a beaming look on her face, "Brother Song Yi, we are also drinking broth today. Although it is not beef, the pork soup is also delicious."

Song Yi couldn't stop himself for a long time. He was watering the vegetable patch in the yard. Seeing Lin Meihui so happy, he couldn't help but smile.

"It seems that our preserved Xishi business is good today. We bought all the meat. We must have made a lot of money!"

Hearing Song Yi calling her Preserved Fruit Xi Tzu, Lin Meihui's earlobes turned red and she muttered softly, "How can you imitate others and call me Preserved Fruit Xi Tzu? That's all they are making fun of, and you still want to join in the fun."

Seeing her shyness, Song Yi picked up the water from the ladle with his fingers and poured it on her, "She is such a little girl, she is so thin-skinned and likes to make her blush no matter what she says."

"Didn't you blush before taking a shower and laugh at me?"

Lin Meihui didn't intend to give up, so she walked over, picked up water from the water ladle and sprinkled it on Song Yi's face. The two were playing in the yard, and they were clearly seen by Aunt Yang who was standing on the roof collecting things.

"The young couple is having so much fun playing around, so be careful about Song Yi's injuries...if the bones crack again, it will be even harder to heal."

Aunt Yang's words suddenly woke the two of them up. Lin Meihui stopped first, and then pressed Song Yi's raised hand, "Brother Song Yi, Aunt Yang is right, it has just been a few days, and if you continue to make such fuss, your bones will easily crack." .”

Aunt Yang collected her things and came down from the roof. Seeing the young couple loving each other, she couldn't help but remind her, "You two have to be patient these days. You can't fight, and you can't do anything else at night." Be patient.”

Lin Meihui naturally understood what Aunt Yang was implying, and her face instantly turned red.

Before Song Yixian could understand, he blushed when he saw the shyness in Lin Meihui's eyes. The two of them loosened their grip on the water scoop at the same time, and the water scoop fell to the ground.

The two of them bent down to pick it up at the same time, but unexpectedly their heads hit each other.

Lin Meihui staggered and almost fell down. Song Yi stretched out his hand and pulled her to steady her. At this time, even if they were just holding hands, they could feel the throbbing and pounding heart of the other person.

"Song...Brother Song Yi, I'm going to make broth and give some to Uncle Yang later."

"Okay, I'll go grab the firewood."

Song Yi and Lin Meihui walked into the house one at a time, and the other toward the woodshed at the door. Lin Meihui felt Song Yi walking away, so she relaxed her shoulders, and the embarrassment in her heart slowly dissipated.

At night, the flames in the stove flickered, illuminating the unlit room orange.

Lin Meihui sat in front of the stove and stared at the fire in a daze, while Song Yi picked grain seeds by the light of the stove, "Meihui, it's time to sow. No matter what, we must scatter the seeds into the ground first. We will be diligent when the time comes." If you take care of it, maybe crops can grow in the ground."

Lin Meihui stirred the broth in the pot and said, "Brother Song Yi, we should give it a try. We are all rural people and we must rely on the ground to survive."

The two were talking about what to plant when a man came in. He also smelled the aroma of meat and said, "The life at Song Yi's house is good. We have broth to drink in the evening. It's not like we eat corn noodles every day and almost turn into a man." Great."

When Song Yi heard the voice of fellow villager Dachun, he immediately stood up and went out to greet her, "Dachun, why are you here so late?"

Dachun was very tall, and he bent down when he entered. Seeing Lin Meihui making broth, he poked his head into the pot and took a look, with some longing in his eyes.

"Song Yi, I came here to tell you something. Your ten acres of land have been left uncultivated and no grain is grown. My father asked me to come over and ask if you still farm."