met free Chapter 225 If you don't have the ability to create clones, then take turns.
Chapter 225 If you don't have the ability to create clones, then take turns.
The houses for all three children were bought, costing a little over one million yuan. At Wenjing's repeated pleas, Deng Xiuzhen gave Wenjing 100,000 yuan as a supplement to cover the house price.
After buying the house, the monthly living expenses were also agreed upon: 800 yuan per person per month, covering all expenses except tuition, and no further payments would be made after one year of graduation.
After everything was settled, Deng Xiuzhen began preparing to return to Pucheng.
The housekeeping company was officially transferred to Zhang Liuying. Zhang Liuying couldn't come up with that much money at the moment, so she paid the interest as a loan, paying it off annually until the principal and interest were fully repaid.
Then there's this house now. Deng Xiuzhen couldn't bear to sell it, so she rented it out.
Everything is ready; we're just waiting to set off home.
Once on the train, Deng Xiuzhen wanted to call home, but found that there was no one she could contact.
My parents have been cursing me ever since my older brother Deng Chunlin went to jail. They curse me with the most vile things they can hear.
The eldest sister, Xiumei, didn't scold her, but she kept urging her to help her family, saying she was heartless and unfilial...
The younger brother, Chunsheng, was the only one who didn't criticize her, but his wife always gossiped about Deng Xiuzhen behind her back, saying that she was rich but heartless and hoping that she would return to the pre-liberation era.
Not to mention her in-laws, they kept subtly trying to find out her address and situation, hoping to fleece her.
Deng Xiuzhen sighed: Why don't I have a single good relative?
Of course, he had no friends either.
Deng Xiuzhen became depressed and felt inexplicably sad.
"Sunflower seeds, peanuts, eight-treasure porridge, drinks, mineral water... move your legs a little!"
Deng Xiuzhen was awakened by the shouts, stretched, and got up to go to the restroom.
The aisle was full of people. Deng Xiuzhen had to move around for a while before she finally reached the restroom door, but there was a long queue at the door, so she had to wait.
Bored, I looked around and suddenly realized something was wrong: not far ahead, someone was stealing a woman's crossbody bag!
It's impossible to give a reminder.
These thieves don't work alone; they usually operate in gangs.
Don't be fooled by the fact that he's stealing; he's thin and looks like anyone could beat him.
Even if you don't arrest him, just giving him a heads-up will attract a lot of people who will cause you trouble.
At best, it will cost you your property; at worst, it will leave you battered and bruised, penniless, and unable to return home.
I'm a woman alone with a man who's got a screw loose; I can't manage everything. Forget it, better to avoid trouble. I'll just pretend I didn't see it.
Deng Xiuzhen turned her body away, looking elsewhere. But she couldn't help glancing back out of the corner of her eye.
That one glance changed her mind: that woman was actually Wenjing's mother-in-law from her previous life, Mao Dongzhu!
Deng Xiuzhen walked over as if by reflex, thinking of saying hello.
As she approached, she suddenly realized that the other person might not even know her.
"What is it?" someone asked coldly, looking at her.
"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom up ahead. There are too many people here, I can't wait." Deng Xiuzhen had a sudden idea and quickly covered her stomach, grimacing as if she urgently needed to use the restroom.
The other person shifted their body slightly, and Deng Xiuzhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to move forward.
Suddenly, she felt a pain in her back and lunged forward, landing right on the thief.
"Do you want to die?!" the thief roared. He painstakingly cut open several layers of the bag and was almost about to succeed when the bag was knocked open.
"No, who bumped into me!" Deng Xiuzhen scrambled to her feet, yelling as she quickly covered her stomach with one hand and her buttocks with the other as she pushed her way forward.
"You bastard..." The thief suddenly sprang to his senses, wanting to grab Deng Xiuzhen and teach her a lesson.
"Come back!" The thief was interrupted and pulled back.
Deng Xiuzhen managed to reach the bathroom door safely, just as the person inside came out, she rushed in.
"Hey! Why are you cutting in line!" someone shouted while knocking on the door.
Deng Xiuzhen quickly dealt with the aftermath. She came out, bowed her head, and apologized. The other party didn't hold it against her, and she was able to go back.
As she passed by Mao Dongzhu, she didn't dare to look at her and rushed forward with her head down.
"Hey, hello! Have you eaten yet?" Deng Xiuzhen was stopped by Mao Dongzhu.
Deng Xiuzhen... I just came out of the bathroom. You asked me if I've eaten?
"You... know me?" Deng Xiuzhen pretended not to know Mao Dongzhu. While asking, she secretly observed her surroundings out of the corner of her eye.
Fortunately, she didn't see the thief or the person blocking her way.
"We didn't know each other, but meeting is fate. Once we meet and exchange a few words, we'll know each other, right?" Mao Dongzhu said with a smile, secretly tugging at Deng Xiuzhen's sleeve.
"Yes, yes, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Deng Xiuzhen responded, but continued walking forward.
Just kidding! This is a dangerous place, we can't stay here!
If the money isn't stolen, the thieves might continue, and I can't stand in their way.
If the money has been stolen, judging from Mao Dongzhu's current state, she probably hasn't noticed yet. If she does find out later, she might suspect her.
Will they have to arrest her and investigate her then?
Mao Dongzhu was surprised that Deng Xiuzhen did not stop, but continued to walk forward and even ran ahead in the blink of an eye.
The aisle was full of people, making it impossible to stop Deng Xiuzhen.
Looking at Deng Xiuzhen, who had already reached the end of the carriage, Mao Dongzhu turned around and bumped into her husband, cursing, "What a dead man!"
“What does this have to do with me? You yourself…” Zhang Guoqing abruptly stopped: He couldn’t mention that the money was almost stolen. It wouldn’t be safe if people found out.
Mao Dongzhu understood this as well, and neither of them spoke for a moment. They simply hugged each other tightly, protecting the money they had just secretly hidden in their arms.
Deng Xiuzhen returned to her seat, and Qin Yanlin blinked his big eyes at her: I'm hungry!
Deng Xiuzhen took out a packet of instant noodles and poured boiling water from a large cup into it. A rich aroma of noodles wafted over, completely drawing Qin Yanlin's attention.
Deng Xiuzhen leaned back on the chair, pondering a big question: In her past life, Wenjing worked in Beijing, which is how she met her son-in-law, Zhang Wenyu. In this life, Wenjing probably won't go to Beijing again, and Zhang Wenyu probably won't come to Shenzhen. Does that mean they won't become husband and wife in this life?
Also, these past few years have been so stressful and busy that before I knew it, Wenjing was already 24. In this day and age, it's not common for a 24-year-old not to have a boyfriend or be married, especially for a girl...
"Hi, hello!" Deng Xiuzhen's wandering soul was pulled back.
"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" Deng Xiuzhen asked calmly, looking at Mao Dongzhu and his wife.
“We’ve come to thank you,” Mao Dongzhu said, leaning closer to Deng Xiuzhen.
"Thank me? Thank me for what?" Deng Xiuzhen feigned ignorance. She didn't really want to involve Mao Dongzhu.
This relative isn't a bad person, but he's muddle-headed and inflexible. He has no real knowledge, yet he likes to meddle and worry about things, especially money. He doesn't even know how to deposit money in a bank, yet he thinks he's the smartest person in the world.
In her past life, she was the one who stirred up trouble at her daughter and son-in-law's house, causing the young couple to argue every day. For the sake of peace in the family, Wenjing said to Xiaoyu: Either your mother goes back to her hometown, or we get a divorce!
Only then did Mao Dongzhu return to her hometown. The three siblings, who were very close and loving, then arranged for her to take care of all three families' children. Since she couldn't be in two places at once, they took turns caring for them.
"Oh dear, don't think I didn't know. You pretended to fall just now to remind me. You're so clever..." Mao Dongzhu looked very happy.