Reborn 1980 Lucky Hot Wife

Wang Yuanxiang really thought so.

Before moving to the East Courtyard, she lived with her mother-in-law in the He family's old house. How could she not see the disgusting eyes of those sisters-in-law?

Therefore, high marriage has the advantages of high marriage, but she hopes that her daughter will marry a family with a simple population.

Even if the conditions are ordinary, with her and the child's father taking care of her at that time, the whole life will be smooth and smooth.

Seeing Wang Yuanxiang's pensive face, Xue Baozhu's eyes flickered, and she was immediately touched, and shyly said:

"Mom, don't worry, if, if I can really marry Zhou Junqing, I will definitely not forget my sister's kindness. Then I will follow what mother said and find someone who will treat her honestly and well."

Wang Yuanxiang laughed immediately:

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll tell Xiao Yi later, let you talk to Zhou Junqing for you."

She knew that Baozhu was a kind-hearted child, if she could really marry Zhou Junqing and live in the capital from now on, she would definitely pull Xiaoyi away.

At that time, the two sisters will naturally have a good life, and as a mother, she can feel relieved.

The mother and daughter walked into the yard together.

Xue Baozhu was very generous. Except for Wang Yuanxiang, he also bought new clothes for the elders in the family.

"No need, we are not short of clothes."

A well-educated person like He Junzhu was very indifferent to Xue Baozhu, he just responded casually, and said directly to Wang Yuanxiang:

"By the way, Yuan Xiang, there is a position in the textile factory near my home. It's the secretary of the Women's Federation. If you want, you can go and have a look tomorrow."

"The secretary of the textile factory?"

Wang Yuanxiang was surprised.

She didn't expect to be able to have a job in the capital so soon, so she nodded quickly,

"I'm willing, I'm willing, thank you mom, don't worry, I'll do it well."

"You don't need to thank me. It was Xiao Yi who told you. She said that you are a regular worker in City B, and after taking classes in the factory's night school, you also helped the Women's Federation. You can be considered to have work experience."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanxiang felt a little complicated.

The girl does remember her in her heart, but the child does have the right idea and decides everything on his own.

She pursed her lips and didn't speak, but thought in her heart that when she entered the factory and knew many people, she would find a steady young man from the capital for her daughter.

Xue Baozhu watched He Junzhu steal Wang Yuanxiang's attention as soon as he opened his mouth. She lowered her eyes and didn't have to interrupt.

Even when he went back to the bedroom, he didn't mention it again.

He just said casually while helping Wang Yuanxiang tidy up the clothes he was going to wear for work tomorrow:

"Mom looks good in this dress. The clothes before were too few and too plain. I will buy more clothes for Mom in the future. By the way, I will buy a necklace for Mom later."

Wang Yuanxiang quickly shook his head:

"No, no, don't waste any more money. In fact, I have all of them. Xiao Yi..."

Having said this, Wang Yuanxiang paused.

She reached out and touched the clothes on her body. In fact, she had a lot of clothes, which were bought by her daughter after she came back from the countryside. There were even fashionable clothes brought back from Haishi.

It's just that before my daughter suggested that she go to the Women's Federation and get in touch with people more, she was used to not attracting attention, and she always liked to wear plain clothes.

Xue Baozhu didn't care about what Wang Yuanxiang was thinking, and when she heard her answer, she seemed very casual and said:

"By the way, Mom, I heard that my sister had a long life lock before, which was very beautiful. Why didn't I see her wearing it?"

"what?"

Wang Yuanxiang was distracted, but when he reacted, his eyes immediately changed.

Suddenly raised his head to look at Xue Baozhu,

"Why do you inquire about longevity locks?"

Xue Baozhu was taken aback by her, but she didn't expect Wang Yuanxiang to react so strongly.

But she soon realized that she was acting too hastily, she quickly pursed her lips, and said in a bitter tone:

"I don't know why, my sister doesn't seem to want to talk to me, but I still want to get close to her. I heard that longevity locks are worn since childhood, so I want to make one like my sister. In this way, others will know that we are sisters when they see it."

"is it?"

Wang Yuanxiang was still nervous, looking at Xue Baozhu's expression, it was rare that he didn't feel happy when Xue Baozhu mentioned that the sisters were getting close.

She is indeed not very smart, and she has her own thoughts, and even keeps some things from her husband all the time, but she is extremely sensitive to the longevity lock of her daughter.

Even if she didn't know the difference in the pattern of the clan emblem on the longevity lock, and the key hidden inside.

"Mom, can you help me talk to my sister? Don't worry, I'll hit my sister's longevity lock and return her." Seeing that she didn't speak, Xue Baozhu could only hold back her impatience and speak again.

"talk later."

Wang Yuanxiang seemed to believe her words, and said casually absent-mindedly.

Back then, her daughter had to go to the countryside, so she locked her longevity to her daughter.

She didn't tell anyone. At that time, she thought, if that person can be found and has the ability to keep the children from going to the countryside, then she is also willing

But now that the children have come back, she actually doesn't want that person to recognize her daughter.

So the longevity lock in the daughter's hand, is it better to keep it with her?

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Jiang Yi didn't know that Wang Yuanxiang wanted her longevity lock.

A group of people arrived at No. 18 Middle School.

Taking advantage of the siblings on both sides, Zhou Junqing suddenly said:

"When you went to the countryside, you didn't receive meat or cotton tickets."

This sentence is not a question, but an affirmation.

Jiang Yi looked back at him.

With Zhou Junqing's intelligence, after hearing her conversation with his brother, it's not difficult to guess these things.

It's not too far from East Street to the school, but it's enough time for her to figure it out.

So Jiang Yi raised his head, saw his younger brother staring at the school gate excitedly, and said calmly:

"When I was very young, every time my dad was on the night shift, Jiang Deye and the others would find excuses not to feed me and Feiyang. My mother was a temporary worker, and she had to stay and clean when others left, so she came back late."

"Every time we didn't eat, she would bring back exactly one steamed bun, saying that she had eaten it in the factory, and that one steamed bun would be divided into two equal portions for my brother and me to eat. She endured old lady Jiang's scolding and went Pour some hot water from the thermos for us to drink, and the children eat less, so they are basically half full."

"At that time, I really believed it. I didn't know until I was a little older. How could the factory provide food for temporary workers? And she was hungry all night, and it was just because she was tired all day. When she came back, she saved her dinner and gave it to me. Eat with Feiyang."

"So I didn't eat meat or wear cotton clothes, but I ate all the buns she saved from being hungry."

Zhou Junqing looked at the little girl's big clear eyes and said nothing.

He lost his memory and didn't know that Jiang Yi might not be his own.

But he also understood what Jiang Yi meant.

People are not black and white, Wang Yuanxiang may love Jiang Feiyang more in comparison, but she also saved her rations in order to prevent her daughter from starving.

The maternal love given to Jiang Yi is not fake.

As soon as a few people entered the office, the people inside all looked over.

Zhou Junqing was tall and handsome, Jiang Feiyang was immature but upright, but everyone's eyes were on that very pretty little girl.

"Xiaoyi..."

He Jingshu took a step forward.

Just as he was about to speak, Principal Ding of No. 18 Middle School took advantage of his fat body to secretly block Director Wang from the experiment, and gave Mr. Jiang a wink.

Teacher Jiang got a hint from the principal, and immediately rushed to Jiang Yi before everyone else:

"You are classmate Jiang Yi, right? It's great to see you at last."

He directly told Jiang Yi that someone had written to the Education Bureau, saying that Jiang Yi's test scores this time were due to He Jingshu's collusion with the school to get the test papers ahead of time.

Otherwise, as a country bumpkin from the countryside, how could she be the first in the Beijing entrance examination because she only went to junior high school?

As soon as he finished speaking, Teacher Jiang quickly expressed his opinion:

"But student Jiang, don't worry, our principal said, even if other schools don't believe you, our No. 18 High School will not casually doubt students' grades."

"What is another school... um..."

When Director Wang of the experiment heard it, Mr. Jiang was too obvious. He was simply stepping on other schools to win Jiang Yi's favor.

Is it a human thing?

Director Wang wanted to speak immediately, but he was covered by Principal Ding's big palm after he said a few words.

Relying on his own fatness, Principal Ding blocked Director Wang tightly, turned his back and straightened his waist, and nodded at Jiang Yi with an expression of "I believe in you".

Jiang Yi was very calm.

After carefully listening to Mr. Jiang's words, he held down Jiang Feiyang who was choked up, and then said:

"Thank you, Teacher Jiang, can I see what is written in that letter?"

"of course can."

Teacher Jiang didn't think much about it for a while, and handed the letter directly.

Jiang Yi took it, only glanced at the handwriting on the letter, and sneered from the bottom of his heart.

Thanks to her better memory, she is no stranger to this handwriting.

But what she didn't understand was that it didn't matter if He Yuanyuan was stupid, after all, she wasn't too young and didn't think well enough, why did Qin Xue look so shrewd, and let He Yuanyuan be stupid?

Jiang Yi raised his head and said directly:

"Teachers, regarding this exam, I can prove that I have the ability to get this result, but can I change the location?"

"Where do you want to go?"

When Principal Ding heard this, he hurriedly asked.

Don't want to change to the experiment or the third middle school and the ninth middle school, right?

That doesn't work.

This little girl was so beautiful, she looked smart at first glance, and she acted so calmly, so his intuition was true.

As for the No. [-] student, no matter what he said, he couldn't let other schools take it away.

"Go to He Yuanyuan's class." Jiang Yi said.

When He Jingshu heard Jiang Yi mentioning He Yuanyuan, his expression changed, as if he had thought of something.

But seeing Jiang Yi's calm but persistent expression, he didn't open his mouth after all.

Jiang Yi didn't intend to ask other people's opinions at all, and she was bullied to the top. She is not a bun, so can she let others knead her?

Since Qin Xue and He Yuanyuan's mother and daughter put their faces close together for her to slap, she would not be polite, and the slap had to be louder, so that those who secretly thought about it would know that they were not easy to bully.

Just before going out, Jiang Yi suddenly turned his head and said something to Zhou Junqing.

Zhou Junqing nodded immediately, gave his wife a positive look, and whispered:

"Don't worry, I'll let someone drive to pick you up."

The teaching buildings in No. 18 are all old buildings.

The graduating class is in the same building as the teachers, and even He Yuanyuan's key class is on the same floor as the teachers' offices, just at both ends of the corridor.

When Principal Ding led the crowd there, the bell just rang for the end of get out of class.

Many students from the class rushed out. When they saw the principal leading people over, they hurriedly followed, trying to see what they were going to do.

Jiang Yi walked to the door of the class and saw He Yuanyuan sitting in the first row.

She simply walked over and asked:

"He Yuanyuan, I know you are jealous that my grades are better than yours, but it's fine if you call me a country bumpkin in private. Why do you do such a vicious thing as writing an anonymous letter?"

what?

The students in the classroom, as well as the teachers and students crowded in the corridor, were all shocked by Jiang Yi's words.

Countless gazes looked at He Yuanyuan in disbelief.

After all, He Yuanyuan has a good family background, good looks, good grades, and has always been envied in school. How could she do such a thing?

He Yuanyuan was also dumbfounded.

Never thought that Jiang Yi would know that the letter was written by her?

What's more, Jiang Yi played cards so unreasonably that he dared to go to the class and ask her in front of so many people.

But then she thought that maybe Jiang Yi was just talking nonsense. After all, they didn't have much contact with each other, so it was impossible for Jiang Yi to know that it was her handwriting.

After reacting, He Yuanyuan immediately had an expression of being wronged:

"Jiang Yi, what nonsense are you talking about? How could I be jealous of you? Besides, I haven't written any letter you said."

"is it?"

Jiang Yi reached out and picked up the textbook on He Yuanyuan's desk.

He Yuanyuan's expression changed, and she wanted to snatch it back, but she was no match for Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi dodged to avoid He Yuanyuan.

The left hand is the homework book that He Yuanyuan opened, and the right hand is the anonymous letter. He directly lifted it up for people to see more clearly, and said with a righteous face:

"Look, everyone, the handwriting is exactly the same."

"Actually, if He Yuanyuan had slandered me just because of jealousy, I wouldn't be so angry. But what I can't stand is that she also slandered Mr. He Jingshu, who has devoted herself wholeheartedly to the cause of education, and the leaders of our No. 18 Middle School."