0p0 Chapter 208: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 16
Chapter 208: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 16
Aunt Chen has also come to understand her character in the past few days. She always speaks without restraint, but she is really a good person. If others hear her joking, they might say that she is daydreaming.
But Chen Lixiang felt that it was not impossible. She was well-behaved and hardworking, and was no worse than men at getting things done. She was also pretty. If she had not married the short-lived Daping, she might have married a good man.
Watching her washing clothes without complaint, an idea suddenly flashed through Chen Lixiang's mind. In fact, if she really wanted to, it would be nice for her to marry her son.
It's just that my son is ten years older than me, speaks rudely, and is stupid, ah...
No one knew when Song Yuanzhou came back. When Meng Jiaojiao went out to hang out the clothes, he was already tinkering with the broken bicycle again.
After thinking about it, she put the clothes on the ground and yelled at him.
"You can hang the clothes by yourself. I have to go out for something."
He didn't even turn his head, just nodded.
Something was wrong. Although he was not very enthusiastic towards her normally, he was not so rude.
Thinking of this, she took the initiative to walk up to him and looked down at him.
"I'm talking to you!"
Song Yuanzhou paused, looked up, and said indifferently, "I heard it."
Meng Jiaojiao frowned unhappily, put her hands on her hips and questioned: "I helped your mother after all, and you didn't even say thank you."
Song Yuanzhou took off his gloves and slowly stood up. He was suddenly taller than her head and neck, and the feeling of oppression came instantly.
Meng Jiaojiao swallowed unconsciously and took two steps back, but her momentum remained.
"Thank you." He paused, looking her straight in the eye. "But I didn't ask you to help me. You don't have to do this."
Meng Jiaojiao stared at him for a moment, then suddenly put down her hand: "You're right, I'm too eager, I won't come starting tomorrow."
Just then someone outside called out, "Is Jiaojiao here?"
Meng Jiaojiao glared at him and walked out: "I'm here."
A young aunt came in from outside the door. She was about to say something with a smile on her face. When she saw Song Yuanzhou was there, she couldn't help but joked quietly, "I guessed you were here. What's the matter? Are you living in his house?"
This is the girl who was recently married into the butcher's family at the village entrance. Her name is Fu Ting. She is two years older than her, but of higher seniority than her. She is also the only friend in the village with whom she can chat.
Meng Jiaojiao looked back at Song Yuanzhou who was drying clothes and said, "Pooh," "What's the matter?"
Seeing that she was having trouble answering, Fu Ting did not ask any more questions and said excitedly:
"I just passed by your ex-mother-in-law's house, and a boss in a black car was asking about your residence. I thought you might know him, so I hurried over to inform you, but he didn't know you had moved out yet."
"The boss who drives the black car?" Meng Jiaojiao thought for a moment and guessed that it should be the boss Ma who saved his son yesterday.
I didn't expect that he would really keep his word and come so early.
My mood, which had just been ruined by Song Yuanzhou, instantly improved.
He quickly pulled Fu Ting out and said, "Come on, come on, my God of Wealth is here!"
"What God of Wealth..." Fu Ting was frightened by her sudden surprise and followed her to ask.
After watching the person walk away, Song Yuanzhou put down his clothes, stared outside the door for a while, and walked towards Chen Lixiang's room.
When Meng Jiaojiao arrived at Song Daping's house, the old lady was talking to Boss Ma about something, and Boss Ma looked solemn as he listened.
Thinking something was wrong, she quickly ran forward.
"Boss Ma!"
Upon hearing this, Boss Ma turned to look at her. The old lady got a headache when she saw her. She snorted and went into the house, even closing the door.
Meng Jiaojiao glanced and then looked away.
Boss Ma smiled and shook her hand. “Your house is really hard to find. I asked around a few times but no one knew where I was.”
Meng Jiaojiao curled her lips and pointed behind her, saying, "This is my ex-husband's house. After he died, his mother kicked me out. The house I'm renting now is over there."
Boss Ma was stunned. "Kicked out? But this old man said..."
Meng Jiaojiao didn't need to answer this question, as Fu Ting, who was accompanying her, started to speak up for her.
"This old lady loves to gossip all day long. Everyone in the village knows that she married a wife to bring good luck to her son who was about to die. After she married Jiaojiao, her son died and she went around saying that she was a bad luck to her husband. What a wicked family."
Boss Ma simply digested it and laughed: "So that's how it is. But I believe in you. You saved my son, so you are not a bad person. I came here today to repay this favor."
Fu Ting was surprised: "When did you save his son?"
Meng Jiaojiao gestured to her to ask later, and then took Boss Ma to the house she was renting.
Boss Ma waved his hand and the driver followed behind.
"By the way, you said yesterday that you wanted to discuss business with me. What was that business?"
Meng Jiaojiao looked at him in surprise: "I thought Boss Ma didn't take it seriously."
Boss Ma put his hands behind his back and laughed twice in style: "Hahaha, I didn't take it seriously at first, but I believe Xiao Song is a good person and the people he knows are not bad."
It turned out to be because of Song Yuanzhou.
Meng Jiaojiao curled the corner of her mouth and continued to lead him away.
A car drove into the village, and within a moment the whole village knew about it. Now they were all hiding on the side of the road pretending to chat, but in fact they were discussing what this person did and what his relationship was with the young widow.
When they arrived at the door, Boss Ma suddenly stopped and said, "I won't go in. I came here today to thank you, but my son was frightened yesterday and refused to go out, so I came here alone. I hope you don't mind."
After saying that, he asked the driver to open the trunk, and then moved the gifts he brought into the house bit by bit.
Guessing that he didn't want the villagers to misunderstand that he had any relationship with her, Meng Jiaojiao didn't expose it.
After just a quick glance, I couldn't help but sigh how good it is to be rich. The gifts sent by Boss Ma were all high-end goods, such as foreign skin care products, rice, flour, grains, oil, and even bird's nests. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of money.
The villagers were all staring in amazement when the cargo was being unloaded.
"Oh my god, what important person is coming and giving so many gifts!"
"This widow is really capable. She just chatted with Song Yuanzhou and now she's hooked up with such a rich boss!"
"I think they've been together since I don't know when. I'm afraid Daping has been cuckolded a long time ago!"
Boss Ma distanced himself from her awkwardly.
"My wife helped me pick these. She had to take care of her son so she didn't come either. Don't mind."
Meng Jiaojiao thought to herself that there was nothing to mind about sending so many things. Even if they didn't send her any, she wouldn't think it was a big deal. After all, it was just a piece of cake for her.
But since he said so, she had to show some respect: "You are too polite. I saved Junjun because I happened to be passing by. I was originally going to look for you."
Boss Ma was startled: "Are you looking for me to discuss business?"
Meng Jiaojiao nodded. "What a coincidence. I didn't expect he was your son."
"Hahaha, it seems like we are really destined to be together. Well, tell me what business it is, and I will definitely help you if I can."
As he spoke, he took out a thick envelope from his suit pocket.
"You take this first."