Shen Mengfang paused for a moment, and then said: "It's useless for me to think so, Mingyi didn't say that the poor battalion commander would be a big threat, I think he is just unfounded." ”

Chen Jingui sneered: "That's it, I heard that he was born in the countryside, and he went to high school and then came out to be a soldier, how capable can he be, Mingyi is indeed too forward-looking." ”

Shen Mengfang sighed: "No way, he reads a lot and is smart, if it weren't for him back then, where would I be with Lao Song, and where would you make these bosses favor you?"

Obviously, Zhao Mingyi is the think tank and backbone of these people, although Shen Mengfang has a lot of whispers, but he still has to obey Zhao Mingyi's orders in action.

When Shen Mengfang went back, it happened that Song Ran came home from school, and at the dinner table, she coughed lightly, and pretended to be courteous: "Xiao Ran, when did you invite Camp Commander Gu to our house as a guest? ”

Song Ran glanced at her without a trace, and said lukewarmly: "Isn't Aunt Shen disdainful of those two chickens? Why do you want to express your gratitude in person?"

Song Guoqing on the side sandwiched a piece of roasted bran and put it in Song Ran's bowl: "Don't talk to your Aunt Shen like this, she wants to express her gratitude is kind, don't be sneering." ”

Shen Mengfang showed a smug look without a trace, and glanced at Song Ran contemptuously, little girl, after all, your father still listens to me more.

Song Ran raised his eyebrows, snorted, and chuckled, Old Song was really a qualified mason, and he began to fight with the mud again.

Obviously, Shen Mengfang has been quite attentive to the wind blowing on her pillow recently, not only not only not to blame for the last photo, but also to let Linghua go out to play cards, and even help her verbally.

If you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather, this is true.

She died down and replied respectfully: "Back to Aunt Shen's words, Jing Xing went on a mission, and he won't be able to come back for a while, he is a busy person who cares about his family and country, unlike Aunt Shen, who only knows mahjong tables all day long, you are generally available at any time, your kindness, I took it for him." ”

was submissive on his face, but in his words, he insinuated that Shen Mengfang was a rice worm who only knew mahjong all day long.

Shen Mengfang was so angry that she almost vomited blood, cheap girl, and let you be arrogant, Zhao Mingyi said, I will wait for the poor battalion commander to come back, expose their lies in person, and then add fuel and vinegar to say something out of nothing, so that Lao Song's anger value will reach its peak.

She had to endure it, deliberately made a look of grievance, and glanced at Song Guoqing.

Song Guoqing sighed lightly, and sandwiched another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into Song Ran's bowl: "Xiao Ran, your Aunt Shen usually has nothing to do to play mahjong, it doesn't hurt, you don't say a word, she will occasionally go to the factory to have a look." ”

Song Ran smiled: "I have no opinion, anyway, Dad, you are rich, other people's wives also live like this, dancing, perming hair, buying clothes, playing mahjong, you want me, after three days, I will be tired, and it is difficult for Aunt Shen to live like this every day, thank you for your hard work." ”

Drunk and dreaming every day, only occasionally going to the factory, her father will give a lot of dividends to Shen Mengfang, Shen Mengfang posted all the money to her mother's house, this money is really profitable.

Shen Mengfang's face was pale, and she said in a strange manner: "That's your father being good to me." ”

Song Ran nodded: "Well, then Aunt Shen has to remember my father's kindness to you, go to the dance hall in the future, don't touch the parking brother's hand casually, you know?"