The man had red lips and white teeth, a bright smile, and stood not far away holding his bicycle.

Zheng Qiongmei was stunned for a moment, and first said in surprise: "It's you?" ”

Then she realized her embarrassment and immediately turned her back to Yang Weicheng.

"Ha, what a coincidence, we met again." Yang Weicheng pushed his bicycle and walked over, and the background picture was a shrew, chased by two other shrews running all over the street, and many families came out to watch the excitement.

One of the women, whose waist was as thick as a bucket, directly grabbed Qiongmei's aunt's hair and pressed it to the ground, while the other rode up and splashed it.

"Ouch, why are you beating me? Dead woman! My aunt scolded and was immediately scolded back.

When Zheng Qiongmei saw this scene, she only felt so happy.

Her aunt's embarrassed appearance reminded her of the hard life of her mother and son in the past two years, and she couldn't help but moisten her eyes.

She took advantage of people's inattention, knocked and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and turned back to Yang Weicheng and smiled: "Thank you, where are you going?" ”

"Seaside, are you okay now? Why don't you go with me, I'm a ...... out of town," Yang Weicheng said with a smile.

"Okay!" Zheng Qiongmei readily agreed.

Yang Weicheng pushed the cart and walked side by side with her, and as he passed the battlefield, he shoved the unity into one of the women's pockets.

"Big sister, come on!" He pulled his fist and cheered them on with emotion.

The eldest sister turned her head to look at the money in her pocket, and smiled at him: "Don't worry, big brother!" Turning around, he scratched his aunt's face with a paw and screamed.

Yang Weicheng grinned: "Ouch, this nail, this strength...... Tragedy on earth! Sister Qiong, let's go. ”

His tone and expression made Zheng Qiongmei laugh, forgetting the embarrassment just now.

"I need to go back and change my clothes first, can I take my sister with me?" She gestured to the house next to her.

Yang Weicheng nodded: "Of course you can." ”

Zheng Qiongmei was overjoyed and trotted back to 'home'.

However, her home is not the house that is quite beautiful at the moment, but a shack built next to the house.

After a while, she changed her clothes, tied her hair up, and walked out with a little girl of five or six years old in her hand.

The little girl looked quite like her, it seemed that they were sisters, well-behaved and cute, with two pigtails.

"Call my brother!"

"Brother."

When she came to Yang Weicheng, Zheng Qiongmei took her sister's hand and taught her to call someone.

Yang Weicheng beckoned to her: "Hello little sister, what's your name?" ”

"Caimei." The little girl replied timidly, and hid behind her sister.

Yang Weicheng noticed that there were bruises on her neck and bruised fingerprints.

He was so stunned that he even forgot to ask the little girl why she had such a strange name.

"Let's go, let's go to the sea together." Zheng Qiongmei was still carrying a fish basket in her hand, smiling and chanting at Yang Weicheng.

"Okay, let's go!"

Yang Weicheng scooped up the vegetable girl, let her sit on the front beam, and kicked into the car by herself, without waiting for him to say hello, Zheng Qiongmei jumped into the back seat very consciously.

He just crunched, pedaled the wheel, and drove the sisters to the beach.

Zheng Qiongmei sat in the back seat and didn't feel bumpy at all. The hot and humid sea breeze blew on the corners of her clothes, and it seemed to blow away her troubles.

"Huh, hey, use nunchucks......"

Her sweet singing voice floated in, and Yang Weicheng, who was pedaling hard, couldn't help grinning.

On the beach, everyone had a lot of fun, picking up shells, catching the sea, the two big brothers and sisters are babies who grew up by the sea, and they unknowingly picked up a full fish basket.

They found a sheltered place and had an open-air picnic until the evening.

In the evening, Yang Weicheng sent the sisters back to 'home', told them to take care of themselves, and prepared to ride away.

Suddenly, he heard the door of the main house creak open, and when he looked back, he saw the vicious aunt running out with a stick in a rage.

But my aunt was just about to rush towards Zheng Qiongmei, but when she saw Yang Weicheng, she suddenly shuddered, and turned around and went into the house.

She already knew that she was beaten today because of this young man.

"Hehe, it's okay, you just do it. From today onwards, if you slap them, I will have ten slaps waiting for you the next day. If you slap her ten times, I will have a hundred slaps waiting for you. I want to see if you are thick-skinned or Lao Tzu's methods are hard. ”

Yang Weicheng took a car, walked to her gate, pointed to the door and said loudly.

His menacing appearance frightened his vicious aunt, but he became a strong backer for Zheng Qiongmei's sisters.

Zheng Qiongmei was originally holding her sister's hand, but she clenched it excitedly at the moment, and the little girl frowned in pain: "Sister, I hurt." ”

"Ah, I'm sorry." Zheng Qiongmei came to her senses, only to realize that her face was red and her ears were hot, and she accidentally hurt her sister, "Let's go, let's go in." ”

She actually wanted to turn around and say thank you to Yang Weicheng, but her footsteps involuntarily walked towards the house.

Her face was hot, her heart was also hot, and she actually hummed in her mouth: "Hum haha, hey, use nunchucks." ”

Zheng Qiongmei's mother was seriously ill in bed, and she didn't know what was going on outside. She stood up and asked weakly, "Sister Ju, what's wrong?" ”

Ju Mei is two years older than Caimei, and she takes care of her mother at home, so she didn't go to the beach with her.

She told her mother, "There's a big brother scolding the street." ”

"Who are you scolding?"

"Scolding my aunt."

The poor thin widow's eyes blinked, and suddenly her face turned red and her eyes lit up.

The leaky door panels were pushed open, and Zheng Qiongmei walked in with her little sister.

"Sister Qiong, who is that offspring?" Mom asked her with a smile.

Zheng Qiongmei's face flushed: "A friend." ”

She pretended to hang the fish basket, but in fact her heart was beating so fast that it almost spurted out of her throat.

"Are you procrastinating?" Mom asked.

Zheng Qiongmei's face instantly burned like a cloud: "How can there be, Mom, don't talk nonsense, how old am I." ”

"Hehe, nineteen years old, when I was your age, I already had you." The mother kindly looked at the silhouette of her daughter.

Bumpy and slim, I don't know when, the little girl with pigtails at the beginning seemed to be a big girl.

Over the years, the child has suffered a lot, and her mother wants her to marry a good man. To be healthy, to have character, don't be like her, live a hard life.

"Mom, I have shellfish here, cook porridge for you!" Zheng Qiongmei slipped away under the excuse and lowered her head all the way.

She didn't know that she had a sweet smile on her face all the time.

said that Yang Weicheng returned to the hotel, recalling the scene with Zheng Qiongmei today, and felt more and more that she was kind and beautiful, but her life was hard.

"This girl has such a good voice, maybe she will become a singer in the future. Oh, I gave her Lao Zhou's song, and I don't know if Lao Zhou will hate me in the future? ”

Thinking about it, he fell asleep.

The business bank was very efficient, and on the third day, Yang Weicheng was notified that the loan was successful.

took the money, but Yang Weicheng specially looked for Lei Zhen. He estimated that Lei Zhen should be in the bank before, but he waited for a long time and didn't wait for anyone, and he didn't want to be harassed by the manager Li, so he quit and left.

"Mountains and rivers meet, and we will always see each other again in the future." Yang Weicheng said secretly.

The company is there, the money is in place, and the next step is to buy the land.

The first thing Yang Weicheng did was to rush to the Land Planning Bureau.

He needs to know how much and what land is still being auctioned.

Rushing to the door of the Land Planning Bureau, Yang Weicheng was dumbfounded, this threshold is really difficult to enter.

The old man who was guarding the door, with a face like Bao Gong, was holding a small radio to listen to "The Imperial Flower", and hummed along while listening.

Yang Weicheng shouted a few times, but he didn't bother with it.

The iron door was locked, preventing outsiders from entering or leaving.

They squeaked and hummed in the bushes, playing an annoying symphony.

Yang Weicheng called twice, and then he knew it.

Although the old man looked to be in his 50s, he was far from deaf, otherwise he would not have been allowed to guard the gate.

He thought for a moment, then turned and walked down the street next to him.

This small street is very lively, full of fireworks, and everything is sold.

Yang Weicheng glanced at it, bought a cup of herbal tea, and took a pound of oranges with him.

Returning to the door of the Land Planning Bureau again, Yang Weicheng saw a person walking into the gatehouse from the outside, seemingly putting down a bag of things, and then hurriedly left.

Looking at the person's outfit, he should be working in a government unit. Yang Weicheng didn't think much about it, and went straight to the door with his things.

Boom!

Yang Weicheng put the things on the table and knocked on the table with a smile.

"Uncle, it's so hot, I'll invite you to have a cup of tea and eat some fruit!"

Tangerines are still a rarity these days.

The old man smelled the herbal tea and opened his eyes with an indifferent expression. But when his eyes fell on the orange, it suddenly lit up.