On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

  Chapter 349 Momo’s matter is not your turn to dictate

  Huang Kailin interrupted him, "Both you and Peng Fang, either keep one of you to farm at home, or return the land to the village, and stop farming in the future!"

  Huang Jianguo's expression changed, "What can I do then? Return the land, what will our family of four eat afterward?"

   "There are four members of your family, and three of them go out to work to earn money. Are you afraid that you won't be able to earn a bite of food?"

  “To make money is to make money, and the land must continue to be planted.”

   "That's your own business, I can't control it, and I can't help it."

Seeing that Huang Kailin couldn't make sense, Huang Jianguo turned his attention to his eldest brother Huang Jianjun, "Brother, you have to help me. Xiao Zhao will be 21 in the next year, Xiao Wen will go to college again, and he will need money everywhere, so he won't go out to work." Earn money, how will we marry Huang Zhao a wife in the future, how will we pay for Huang Wen to go to college, don’t you think so?”

   Fearing that Huang Jianjun would soften his heart and agree, Huang Zhiqiu hurriedly spoke out.

   "Second brother, Xiaoyu is two years older than Xiaozhao, and he will be 23 next year. Why don't you help solve Xiaoyu's life-long event first, and my eldest brother and I will definitely help Xiaozhao."

  Huang Jianguo immediately babbled, "Isn't Xiaoyu's marriage all over the place? How can I help?"

   "Xiaoyu's marriage was announced at the beginning because he had no money for the bride price. I've inquired about it. The woman is still single. Let's help Xiaoyu prepare the bride price and the three major items. The woman's side must be fine."

  Hearing Huang Zhiqiu's intention to ask him to pay, Huang Jianguo quickly started crying.

"How can your second sister-in-law and I have money? If we have money, we will set up a bamboo weaving factory with you. Zhiqiu, your family Momo is so capable, and can spend such a large sum of money to open a factory for you. Xiaoyu's business You also ask her for help."

"no!"

This time Huang Jianjun reacted quickly, "Momo has helped our family enough, she is still in school like your Xiaowen, we can't trouble her anymore. Besides, Xiaoyu is the big brother , It should be right for him to take care of Momo, how can we ask her to help solve life-long affairs in turn, and people will poke me and Liu Zhi's spine if they say it."

  Huang Jianguo didn't understand Huang Jianjun's old-fashioned thinking, "Brother, how can it be the same? Didn't Momo grow up in a rich family? A random gold bracelet costs thousands of dollars..."

  Huang Zhiqiu interrupted Huang Jianguo's words, "Second brother, Momo has severed ties with her adoptive parents, and there will be no more contact with her in the future."

  Hearing the words, Huang Jianguo immediately regretted it.

   "Why is Momo so stupid? That family is so rich, and there are quite a few leaks on their fingers. Hey, Zhiqiu, why don't you persuade me..."

   "Shut up!" Huang Kailin glared at the second child furiously, "If you don't know how to speak, talk less, it's not up to you to dictate what happened to Momo!"

  Huang Jianguo muttered indifferently, "I didn't say anything wrong. Huang Yao would run back if he stole the money. Our Huang family is fine, and we won't enjoy the blessings."

   "Whoever is blessed will not enjoy it?"

  Peng Fang stepped into the house from the outside and asked deliberately, but no one paid attention to her.

  Huang’s family doesn’t have much space at all. They can hear people talking in the house even in the kitchen. It’s impossible not to hear Peng Fang just standing in the yard.

  Peng Fang was not embarrassed, and sat down opposite Huang Zhiqiu.

"Zhiqiu, I didn't mean you. It's not good to do something with so much money. You have to toss about some bamboo weaving factory. Dad has been weaving for a lifetime, and we have been weaving for half of our lives. Who made the money? Why don't you use it?" Building a new house, or doing something else in the city, is better than opening a bamboo weaving factory.”

  Huang Zhiqiu replied calmly: "Second brother and second sister-in-law, I didn't make it clear in the morning that the money for the construction of the bamboo weaving factory was not given by Momo, but by the boss who ordered the rice dumpling boxes.

  Momo is just an ordinary student now, and has nothing to do with the Yun family. The son-in-law does some small business, which is only enough for the couple to eat, and nothing else can help. "

  Peng Fang was skeptical, "The boss paid you before you delivered the goods?"

   "It was only a small part, which was barely enough to rent a factory building, and we had to figure out the rest by ourselves."

  Hearing this, Peng Fang felt a little regretful, but also a little happy.

  Originally, when she learned that Yunmo was going to give Huang Zhiqiu money to open a bamboo weaving factory, she almost died of envy and jealousy. Why didn't such a good thing happen to her.

Now, knowing that the money for opening the bamboo weaving factory was not given by Yunmo, but prepaid by the boss who bought the rice dumpling boxes, and that Yunmo had cut ties with her adoptive parents so stupidly, she immediately stopped envious , but secretly gloated.

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  Huang Jianye, who came home from work, was tired, hungry and exhausted, so he went into the kitchen as soon as he entered the door.

   "Daughter-in-law, what's for dinner?"

   "I just know how to eat, but I didn't see you take the money home."

  Huang Jianye couldn't help aggrieved and defended, "It's not that the boss is afraid that no one will work, so the boss has not paid the wages. What can I do?"

  Song Tingfeng glared at him, "It's almost New Year's Eve, when will it be distributed? I'm still waiting to prepare new year's goods."

   "We have a holiday at 20, and we will definitely be able to post it before the holiday. It should be a few days away."

   As he spoke, Huang Jianye poked his head to look at the stove. Potatoes and roasted pork were stewed in the iron pot, which was steaming, and the air was full of tempting aromas.

  Huang Jianye rubbed his hands salivatingly, "Today's dish is not bad, is it almost ready? Let me have a taste."

  Song Tingfeng shoveled a piece of meat with a spatula, "The family who is doing business today is very hungry. There are only five or six dishes on each table, which is not enough to eat. I saved this small half pot of roasted pork with potatoes in advance."

Huang Jianye put the meat into his mouth in one gulp, and was so scalded that his teeth were cracked and he couldn't bear to spit it out, "Hoohoo, it's so hot, our family can eat a mouthful of hot food, it's all thanks to your wise and virtuous daughter-in-law, um, this meat is delicious." It smells delicious, much more fragrant than pickled vegetables."

   Song Tingfeng gave him a white look, "Don't be poor here, wash your hands and prepare to eat."

"okay!"

   It is said to be roasted pork with potatoes, but in fact, most of them are potatoes, and there is not much meat.

  Song Tingfeng picked two pieces of meat for Huang Jianye and Huang Jinye each, and then put another piece into her daughter Huang Ying's bowl.

   Jin Jin ate the meat in the bowl in two or three bites, stretched out his chopsticks and picked it up in the vegetable bowl.

  Song Tingfeng glanced at her son, but said nothing.

  Huang Ying also stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the meat, but Song Tingfeng blocked it as soon as the chopsticks touched the meat, "Eat more potatoes."

  Huang Ying pouted dissatisfiedly, "I don't want to eat potatoes, I want to eat meat, my brother already ate three yuan, and I only ate one piece!"

   Song Tingfeng gave her a white look, "How old is he, how old are you? Do you have the nerve to compare yourself to him?"

   Huang Ying's eyes turned red, and tears fell down patter.

  Watching his daughter cry, Huang Jianye couldn't bear it, "Oh, if she wants to eat, you can let her eat, isn't there still in the basin?"

  Song Tingfeng slammed the knife in the eye, "You can say with your mouth, you took the money back! How long has it been since you bought meat at home, if I didn't bring it back from outside, you will only be able to eat pickles!"

   After being yelled at by his wife, Huang Jianye fell silent for a reason.

   Second update

  (end of this chapter)