Han Ying helped prepare the bicycle ticket and industrial volume, Song Hongguo only paid the money, and soon, the formalities were completed, and the brand-new Phoenix brand bicycle belonged to her.

The two of them worked together to lift the car down, from the third floor to the first floor, along the way, I don't know how many envious and jealous eyes they gained, Han Ying was used to it, but Song Hongguo's scalp was numb when he was watched, and he felt that he was not lifting a bicycle, but holding a golden doll that laid eggs and swaggering through the market, as if in the next second, someone would pounce on him and rob him madly.

She was a little scared because of her excellent psychological quality, and she was relieved when she got out of the department store.

Han Ying teased, "Are you scared of this little battle?" When you ride back to the village, you are surrounded by a group of people, and you can't get rid of the enthusiasm, the taste, tsk......"

Song Hongguo thought about it for a while, and suddenly shuddered, "Isn't it just to buy a car, as for it?" ”

Han Ying exaggeratedly said, "Not to mention the countryside, even the workers in the city, it is not easy to buy a bicycle, not because of the lack of money, but because there are no tickets, how many tickets do we issue in a year, do you know?" 100 sheets, more than 10,000 employees, only 100 sheets, do you say it is not? Assigned to the subordinate units or which branch heads, there are only about ten, and anyone will offend people, so the practice is to draw lots, and whoever draws is counted as whom, as if it was lucky. ”

Song Hongguo rubbed her brows, "Okay, it's because I don't know much." ”

Han Ying shook her head, and said a little indescribably, "It's not that you don't have much knowledge, it's that you have too much knowledge, in the eyes of others, a large item like a bicycle must be very rare, and it can be added at home, let alone you have to think about it for half a year before you can make up your mind, which is like you?" It's like going to the cafeteria to get a dish, just take out the money to buy it, you don't have to think about it at all, one hundred and eight, to be honest, it's me, I have to think about it for a few nights. ”

Song Hongguo's eyes flashed, "Who said I didn't think about it?" Ever since you told me, I've been thinking about it, haven't I seen that I have so much money with me, but I've been preparing, and I've taken out so much at once, I'm also distressed, okay? Nearly five months' salary, except for what I ate and drank, I had to save for a year. ”

When Han Ying heard this, she found a sense of reality, and listened to her continue, "My adoptive father also had one before, but when I came here, I couldn't take it away, so I sold it, and there is a house, my adoptive father also saved some money over the years, and in the end it was all left to me, speaking of which, I have a lot of money on hand, if you have money in the future, you can tell me, if there is more, one hundred or two hundred is no problem." ”

Hearing this, the doubt in Han Ying's heart disappeared even more, and she nodded briskly, "Okay, I won't be polite to you when the time comes." ”

In these years, who is willing to borrow money, the person who can take the initiative to say this is definitely a true friend, although Han Ying is not short of money in hand, but he is also very moved.

When the two were about to separate, Song Hongguo thought about it, but decided to give her a wake-up call, so she told Yang Rongyue about receiving gifts for two consecutive days, which was not a secret in the hospital for a long time, but it had not yet spread throughout the factory.

Sure enough, Han Ying didn't know, after hearing about it, she was shocked first, then gossiped, and finally became excited, "It must not have been sent by Meng Jiao's uncle, others don't know, can I still be fooled by her, can I still not know?" Yang Rongyue's Meng family, which she married before, is in Daliu Village, Qianjin Commune next door, I asked people to check earlier, although the Meng family is considered solid in the village, but it is just more dry than others, and later after Meng Jiao's father is gone, the Meng family will not be good, otherwise Yang Rongyue can remarry with her daughter so happily? How much affection can she have for the Meng family? ”

"Over the years, she has no connection with that head at all, especially as my father's position gets higher and higher, she is even more reluctant to be mentioned about the past, Meng Jiao too, there is a county magistrate stepfather who has a long face, those poor relatives in her hometown, she can't look down on it, she won't go back for the New Year, can she still worry about her white-eyed wolf?"

"Even if you are concerned, you will not be willing to send so many pastries, as well as clothes and shoes, the Meng family really wants to be so generous, but it's good, maybe you can hook Meng Jiao to don't rely on my family."

"So, since it's not the Meng family, who will it be? The man's handwriting is also given for food and clothing, this is a drama of a man's courtesy to a woman, does someone take a fancy to Yang Rongyue and secretly show goodwill? It's not impossible, she's only forty, and she usually pays attention to maintenance, and that face can still be seen, if it's true, then my dad ......"

The more she spoke, the brighter her eyes became.

Song Hongguo reminded speechlessly, "If it's true, then your father's head is a little green, what are you happy about?" ”

Han Ying restrained her excitement and said, "Why am I upset? Hmph, I have long wanted to tear Yang Rongyue's hypocritical face, if she really messes around outside, my dad will be embarrassed and angry, but if I can see her true face clearly, it's also a good thing, maybe I can get a divorce, no, my dad definitely doesn't know yet, I have to talk to him at night. ”

Song Hongguo reminded, "It's better not to borrow your mouth to say this." ”

Han Ying was puzzled, "Why?" ”

Song Hongguo said, "Regardless of whether this thing is true or not, when it comes out of your mouth, your father will feel faceless, and maybe he will be angry with you, and besides, I estimate that Yang Rongyue will definitely not sit still, if she thinks of a reasonable explanation and coaxes your father to believe her?" At that time, what will be the result of your behind-the-scenes? If Yang Rongyue rakes it up again, saying that you are also fueling this matter, can you still wash it up? ”

Han Ying was in a cold sweat when she heard this, "Thanks to your reminder, otherwise I would have to be pitted by her this time, so what should I do?" Pretend not to know? ”

Song Hongguo nodded, "Don't worry, even if you don't say it, your father will still know what he should know, it's not a secret, there will always be someone who will pass it on to his ears." ”

She guessed correctly, Han Cheng would know it now, but it wasn't what others said, but Yang Rongyue confessed it herself.

In order to show the side of a good wife and mother, Yang Rongyue rushed back to cook at noon every day, almost did not bring food from the canteen, and cooked it herself.

Because of this alone, Han Cheng was very satisfied with her, and tried to go home to eat every day, but Meng Jiao and Han Ying both ate in the canteen of the factory, so in addition to him and Yang Rongyue, the pair of dragon and phoenix siblings they gave birth to were usually on the table.

At noon today, after the family of four finished eating, Yang Rongyue sent the two children back to the bedroom to sleep, she took Han Cheng's arm back to the room of the two of them, and closed the door.

Seeing her mysterious and serious appearance, Han Cheng couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" ”

Yang Rongyue pulled him to sit down on the bed, and dragged out two boxes from under the bed, then looked at him and said in a panic, "Old Han, I may be targeted." ”