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    This is the largest courtyard in Yanguan Village. There are eight large houses of 40 square meters, all built brick by brick by Chen Meilan and Chen Degong. Yan Xishan is responsible for making money outside, and she is responsible for building the house at home.

    When we were building the building, we planned to build a second floor, so the foundation was laid very deep, so we won¡¯t be afraid of raising three or four floors in the future.

    I took a bath for myself. When I entered the door, I tripped over something and a big box of mahjong spilled on the floor.

    Although we are still farmers, our land has been expropriated. People in the village have a lot of free time and like to play mahjong, so every family has mahjong.

    But Chen Meilan never plays mahjong. This mahjong belongs to Yan Xishan.

    Why keep your scumbag ex-husband¡¯s things? Throw them away. Chen Meilan also has to clean out the wardrobe. There are many large flowered shirts and jeans in it, all of which belong to Yan Xishan. Throw them away.

    Looking through the photo albums in the cabinet again, as long as there were photos of Yan Xishan, she would just cut them in two and cut out Yan Xishan.

    After being busy for a long time, she just came back from throwing away the garbage. A pair of bright eyes on the glass window looked like an agile cat in the dark. It was Yan Xiaowang, staring at her.

    But as soon as he saw her come in, the little guy suddenly lay down and snored like a cat chanting sutras.

    The three children were lying side by side on the kang, illuminated by the moonlight. The chubby kid in the middle had the fairest skin, and his eyelashes were like two big fans, and they were still flickering in his sleep.

    He turned on the light and was about to squint when Yan Xiaowang suddenly said, "I saw you throwing the mahjong away just now."

    "I don't rub it, so why leave it? You want to rub it." Chen Meilan asked back.

    "Those who make hemp are all stinky hooligans, and none of them are good." The little boy threw it out in a swipe: "Hululu, hululu."

    This little guy is not only stubborn, but also arrogant.

    Early the next morning, at the house of the village party secretary Yan Xiong, Sister-in-law Mao came in with a large box of mahjong and happily showed it to Yan Xiong: "Look, such a good set of mahjong was thrown whole on the garbage heap. I will give it to everyone."  When I picked it up, all I needed was a monocoly chicken and a white board."

    Yan Xiong looked at it and paused: "This is a pair of ivory mahjong from Yan Xishan. A box costs several hundred yuan. Meilan actually threw away the mahjong from Xishan. How could she have such courage? Is it possible?  Can the newly found man in our Xiping City be more respectable than Xishan?"

    "It was so dark that I didn't see clearly. He was a tall man with two children." Sister-in-law Mao sighed softly: "Xishan must have a lot of connections in the city. I heard that many police officers are his brothers.  When a man gets divorced, it¡¯s okay to feel sorry for his wife, but if his wife wants to find another man to live in his house, I guess he won¡¯t let it go.¡±

    ¡°Xishan¡¯s current connections and background are incredible, and he has a lot of gangsters under him. If you ask me, Meilan will not be able to live in that courtyard unless she finds the director of public security.¡± Yan Xiong said with emotion.

    "The chief of public security will ask me for a second marriage to Meilan. It would be nice to have a man." Sister-in-law Mao sighed: "Meilan's life is difficult."

    Yan Xiong also sighed inadvertently, went out with the mahjong in his arms, and put it in a conspicuous place on the garbage table: he didn't dare to ask for this mahjong.

    Chen Meilan got up early to boil a large pot of water, and then she had to drive Xiao Lang and Zhao Di to take a bath.

    The two children slept all night, and her new bed was smelly.

    The little wolf is really dirty. His feet haven¡¯t been washed for an unknown amount of time. The dirt on the soles of his feet has formed scabs and cannot be removed by rubbing. He can only apply soap on them and soak them slowly.

    This chubby little boy with a bulging belly was sitting in the big washbasin, letting Yan Xiaowang rub him all over his body, slumping into a big posture, squinting in comfort.

    Zhaodi was too enthusiastic about the two boys. She was busy looking for towels and toothbrushes for Xiaowang. She was also enthusiastic and wanted to teach him how to wash his face and brush his teeth.

    But Yan Xiaowang didn¡¯t appreciate it. He put Zhaodi¡¯s things aside and only used the toothpaste and soap his father brought.

    And she refused Zhaodi¡¯s help. When the scabs on Xiaolang¡¯s body melted, she would rub him by herself. After rubbing, she would mix hot water with it and rinse him with clean water again.

    "Mom, brother Xiaowang doesn't seem very happy." Zhao Di followed Chen Meilan and asked in a low voice.

    The two families who have just gotten together are heartless and heartless.

    But after all, Xiaowang is old, and his mother is not dead. The child must miss his mother most. How could he be happy when his father suddenly brought him into such a strange environment?

    Zhaodi used to be like Yan Xiaowang now, semi-savvy but not sensible. In a new environment, you don't need to scare her, she is still a frightened bird, trembling alone.

    &nbsFine.

    Although he is only in the first grade, he knows a lot because he has been running around outside.

    When I saw the word "refrigerator" written on the paper, I breathed out from my nose. Although I had been trying to be aloof and stubborn and didn't want to talk to this strange aunt, I still couldn't help but be curious: "Auntie, you don't want to buy a refrigerator?  ?¡±

    "I want to buy it," Chen Meilan said.

    The little boy said something that she didn't expect at all: "Then can I use your refrigerator to store popsicles and then sell them?"

    How can a child who is only six or seven years old have such a good business acumen.

    ¡°If the tape recorder breaks down and I can¡¯t sell the tapes, I have to switch to selling popsicles.

    Is this still the trash snack that his mother calls him? Doesn¡¯t his character fall apart?

    "Okay." Chen Meilan said readily.

    The little guy sniffed again, rubbed his hands, picked up the bowl he had eaten breakfast with, and went to wash it and rinse it more neatly than his father: "Then let's go buy a refrigerator today."

    In the early 1990s, which was said to be full of gold and opportunities, Chen Meilan had not yet planned how to make money. Her stepson, who had only been in the business for a day, was already ambitious enough to make money.

    " He is different from Lu Dabao and Lu Erniu. He does not flatter her on the surface, nor rolls his eyes at her secretly, nor does he bully Zhao Di.

    It¡¯s like Zhaodi in her previous life, who only wanted to make money and become independent and break away from her family.

    Chen Meilan particularly appreciates this kind of ambition.

    "Eat the half of the egg pancake first. You need to be strong to lift the refrigerator. I'm afraid that when I buy the refrigerator, you will be too weak to lift it." Chen Meilan suppressed a laugh and teased the little guy.

    The young man once again surprised Chen Meilan. He ran to the kitchen, carefully picked out a lump of red chili oil from a small bowl with chopsticks, put it into the steamed bun, then sighed and took a big bite.

    That bit of spicy oil was on top of the fried noodles last night. He didn¡¯t want to eat it, so he took it off and ate it with steamed buns today?

    This guy is very good at eating.

    ? One mouthful after another, it was all his motivation to run away from home, start his own business, and be ambitious.

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    Xiaowang: Goodbye, mom. I will go on a voyage tomorrow. Don¡¯t worry about me, because I am mentally retarded. Oh no, I am a fool of wisdom

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