"If you are really worried about me, then you can go to your class, I'm fine, I'll tell you, I'm okay with Xiao Yezi." Xiao Yezi smiled very easily, "Since the child didn't come, then I don't have to worry too much, I can do what I want to do right away." ”

"I work hard to make money, and when the child comes back, I will be a rich little rich woman, when the time comes, I can give the child the best living conditions, so that he does not have to worry about the future food, clothing, housing and transportation from birth, others have, he must have, others do not have, he can also have."

Xiao Yezi is now full of ambition, "I want to give my child the best of everything!" ”

"I'll make money too." Xiang Ang hurriedly answered, "It won't be long before I can increase my salary." ”

As soon as he thought of money, Xiang Ang immediately said, "I'll go to work after eating." ”

Only by working hard can he have money to support his daughter-in-law and children.

According to Xiao Yezi's idea, she is going to raise the child as a noble son, so, Xiang Ang thought, then he has to work harder to make money.

Speaking of this, Xiao Yezi remembered another thing.

"I met someone in the county town yesterday that I will only meet many years later, who is my benefactor and my nobleman." Xiao Yezi then told Xiang Ang about the difficulties her company encountered back then and Zhou Qingsong's generosity to her.

"When I met him back then, he was already famous, and later, I didn't hear him say much about his past, so I was surprised to meet the two fathers and sons in the county yesterday." Xiao Yezi, "I have been working hard in the shopping mall in the following years, that is, there is no battlefield of gunpowder, there are not many friends who can make friends, Zhou Qingsong is my most trusted, and he is also my best friend." ”

It's easy to put the icing on the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow.

And Zhou Qingsong is the person who sent charcoal in the snow by Xiao Yezi.

Therefore, in the following years, the relationship between Xiao Yezi and Zhou Yi has always been very good.

"Where's his wife?" The first question that Xiang Ang thought of was why Xiao Yezi didn't say that she had a good relationship with Zhou Qingsong's wife, but with Zhou Qingsong himself.

A man and a woman, if the relationship is too close, won't Zhou Qingsong's wife mind?

"His wife, I haven't seen her, I must have been running for a few years." Xiao Yezi still knows about this.

"Zhou Qingsong is very poor now, his parents died early, he grew up eating hundreds of family meals, his wife was introduced by the villagers, after giving birth to his son, he disliked Zhou Qingsong's poverty and couldn't even afford to live in a decent house, and then he ran away with people, before I was reborn and came back, Zhou Qingsong was still alone with his son."

"He couldn't let go of his wife?" Xiang Ang asked, "Otherwise, why didn't you look for it again?" ”

Asking this, Xiang Ang secretly glanced at the expression on Xiao Yezi's face, and he secretly observed Xiao Yezi's expression when he mentioned Zhou Qingsong.

Both were alone.

Zhou Qingsong is kind to Xiao Yezi, and he has always had a good relationship with Xiao Yezi.

Xiang Ang still had a sense of crisis in his heart.

"How can you not put it down? Did the woman abandon her son who had not yet been weaned and ran away, or did she take away all of Zhou Qingsong's money, and Zhou Qingsong couldn't even afford the milk powder that his son was waiting to be fed. ”