"When the quarrel grows, the child will have no father. How can we divorce him?"
Sister-in-law Sun took another sip of water, stood up and noticed the wedding photos on the wall, and said in surprise: "Hey, you and Xiao Zhao also took wedding photos. They are so beautiful. How much did they cost?"
The topic was changed just like that. Li Manjun smiled and said it was not expensive, and Sister-in-law Sun sighed meaningfully: "This man, if he can't help himself, it's useless what others say."
Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. Feng Qian has a weak character and no independent opinions. She has been rounded and squashed by Wu Jianshe for so many years, making her dare not go east or west. When Wu Jianshe came back to give him a few words of coaxing, the couple's little life
Life is getting better again.
Sister-in-law Sun has a hot temper, but the couple opened a stationery store together, and Brother Sun always said that the family relied on him to make money alone, and it would be impossible without him.
After the water in the cup was drained, Mrs. Sun looked at the wedding photos on the wall with envy, then put down the cup and went home to look at her children.
As soon as he left Li Manjun's house, he asked in surprise: "Xiaoguo, why are you standing at the door? Come in quickly and eat cookies with your brother."
Wu Guo asked in a low voice: "Aunt Sun, where is my dad?"
"What else can happen to him? He's so drunk that he doesn't even know if he's sober now. Let's just leave him alone."
"I don't care about him..." Wu Guo murmured, his little shoulders slumped, and he suddenly turned back and glanced at Li Manjun's house.
Li Manjun stood at the door and smiled at him. He turned his head back without any expression and followed Sister-in-law Sun into the house.
Zhao Yong and Brother Sun didn't come back until after ten o'clock in the evening.
Feng Qian had already woken up. She had multiple internal injuries on her body and her eyes were so swollen that she couldn't open her eyes. She looked quite serious.
Later, her mother's family came, and the two handed her over to them and returned.
After all, Wu Jianshe was drunk and didn't hit anyone with the knife. Feng Qian was lucky enough to save her life.
My grandparents are still in the country, my grandparents are old, my uncle is in the hospital taking care of my mother, and Wu Guo still stays at Sister-in-law Sun's house.
Li Manjun waited for Zhao Yong to enter the room after washing up and asked him about Wu Jianshe's current situation.
Zhao Yong changed into his pajamas and lay down on the bed, turned off the light, put his long arms around his wife, pressed her into his arms, and said tiredly:
"What else could happen, being woken up by the Feng brothers with a basin of cold water on them, beaten up, crying for father and mother, kneeling in the hospital ward, begging for mercy and apologizing, and just looking at it, someone would come
gas."
But he and Brother Sun couldn't just watch the Feng brothers beat people to death. When they were almost beaten, they went up to persuade them.
Fortunately, the Feng brothers are reasonable people. Thanks to them for sending Feng Qian to the hospital in time, they did not beat them up with Wu Jianshe.
"What about Feng Qian? What did she say?" Li Manjun turned over, with his back facing Zhao Yong's fire-like hard chest. The summer wind outside the window blew onto his face, which was a bit cooler.
Zhao Yong's eyelids were already closed due to sleepiness, and he lazily answered: "I'm crying, I don't know."
"I will get a divorce. Not only will I get a divorce, I will also find someone to beat up this Wu Jianshe and send him to jail!" Li Manjun took the role of himself and gritted his teeth sadly. qqxsnew
Zhao Yong suddenly became excited, and his sleepiness instantly dissipated, "Manjun, are you hinting at something?"
"No." She just expressed her opinion.
Zhao Yong stood up slightly and leaned over to look at her expression. Li Manjun had his eyes closed and looked peaceful.
But Zhao Yong still said seriously: "Don't worry, I will never hit you. How can I be willing to hit you? Don't you know that hitting you will hurt my heart?"
"Then what if I cuckold you and you find out on the spot?"
Zhao Yong was stunned, what the hell kind of assumption is this!
Li Manjun didn't hear the answer, but became serious, turned back and stared at him face to face, "Tell me, what will happen to you?"
The man's eyes were dim and unclear, and he paused for a few seconds before saying stiffly: "If you really like him, and he really likes you, then I will divorce you and I will make everything possible for you, as long as you are really happy."
Li Manjun was startled.
"real or fake?"
Of course it’s fake!
If he doesn't beat to death the man who dares to seduce his wife, he won't be named Zhao!
Zhao Yong pushed the person into his arms, lay down, hugged him tightly, and said, "Sleep."
"No, you..."
His rough palm directly covered her mouth, and she said solemnly: "Sleep, don't talk."
Li Manjun rolled his eyes helplessly, patted his arms that were tied around his waist like iron rods, and asked him to relax. He could hardly breathe.
It was late at night, and the road outside was so quiet that only the faint sounds of people coming from the downtown area in the distance were not noisy, but more like white noise to help you sleep.
The two people on the bed moved a few times and then fell asleep.
Li Manjun got up early. After breakfast, he and Xiaoguan found a truck, went to the printing factory to take away the eight usable printing machines, and went straight to Xin'an Town to deliver the goods to the address given by his uncle.
Because I had contacted by phone in advance, my uncle's friend had already been waiting outside the factory. The two met and exchanged greetings for a while. After seeing the goods, they accepted it without any nonsense.
The main reason is that the price is cheap. One machine costs 500 yuan and is delivered directly to your door. It is three times cheaper than other second-hand printing machines.
Taking one trip in the morning, excluding freight charges, Li Manjun made a net profit of 3,400 yuan.
This transaction also opened up new ideas for Li Manjun. Nowadays, many large state-owned factories are struggling to survive, and she may be able to take advantage of them.
Those things that are not valuable in big factories can be materials that others need in another place.
Moreover, current information is not as developed as it was in later generations, and there is a serious information gap in various places. The same thing is not valuable in Rongcheng, but in another place, it may be just needed.
Thinking of this, Li Manjun, in addition to recycling waste at the recycling station and posting small advertisements for door-to-door recycling, began to visit major factories in Rongcheng whenever he had time.
In less than half a month, Li Manjun visited all the major factories in Rongcheng. He went out early in the morning and returned home at seven or eight in the evening.
Zhao Yong couldn't see anyone he wanted to see, and his wife couldn't be found at all.
However, there are a lot of things going on in the freight company. When there is a big order, Zhao Yong has to go to work personally to load the goods. The couple are busy working on their respective careers during this time, and no one will be bored and lonely because they have to wait.
During this period, just as Li Manjun predicted before, several people who specialize in recycling waste paper and scrap steel came to the recycling station to negotiate prices with Li Manjun.
For example, they can take away all the scraps collected in her store, and the price will be the same as other stores, following the market price.
After careful verification to confirm that these people were legitimate, Li Manjun signed a supply contract with a steel factory, a paper factory and a beverage factory.
From now on, the two parties will contact each other every half month. If there is a lot of goods, they will send a truck to collect it immediately.
Two of the three factories are local factories in Rongcheng. Although the price is not as high as bringing it to other areas and selling it yourself, it is better than saving trouble.
After visiting all the major factories in Rongcheng, Li Manjun further determined the direction of the recycling station to make money - the local state-owned factory that was about to close down.
