843: C843 We can't afford to let it go

C843 We can't afford to let it go

"Go ahead. I still have things to do. " Ling Feiyu waved her hand. Tang Laoer and Ding Facai left with regret written all over their faces.

When Ding Facai returned home, Ding Xiao just happened to be back, Ding Facai's wife, Lin Xiaomei had just finished cooking dinner.

"If you're rich, then call the old couple over for dinner." Lin Xiaomei said. Right now, Ding Facai and Tang Laoer were getting along very well.

It was right in Ding Facai's courtyard. Tang Laoer and Ding Facai started to drink. Zhao Xiaoyun also came over, her stomach was already starting to swell. This made Tang Laoer very proud. As he drank, he glanced at Zhao Xiaoyun's bloated stomach from time to time. That proud expression made Ding Facai jealous.

It wasn't like Ding Facai wasn't working hard. But Lin Xiaomei's stomach did not move at all. Ding Facai felt that she was also a rich man. It would be a pity if she gave the money to Ding Dahu and Ding Erhu in the future. If only Lin Xiaomei could give him a child.

However, Ding Facai knew that this matter could not be blamed on others. When Tang Laoer's wife got pregnant, he had asked Lin Xiaomei if he had anything to use as a contraception. The response was not received at the time. Ding Facai then sneakily went to the hospital to check it out. The problem, however, was with Ding Facai.

Therefore, Ding Facai did not talk about the matter of having children anymore. Now, he could only gloomily pour the wine cup after cup into his mouth. While they were drinking, the sound of a car could be heard at the door. Ding Dahu drove back.

Ding Dahu's wife had also given birth to a child. Of course we have to have kids at home or something. When Ding Dahu returned home, he had to cook for himself. With such a small child, Ding Dahu's wife couldn't leave for a moment.

Ding Dahu sold off the waste he had collected today and returned back with some pickled vegetables. She doesn't want to cook when she comes back. As for the wife's need for hot soup and hot water is also easy to handle. I bought a thermos of mutton soup in town. If his wife couldn't finish her drink, he would finish it. He just needed to put Steamed Bun in the microwave.

At the door, he saw Ding Facai and the others drinking. Especially since Ding Xiaogang was gnawing on his Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs. This deeply provoked Ding Dahu.

Sweet and sour pork was his favorite. But now, a little bastard was actually eating in their house with gusto. He, Ding Facai's true son, could only watch. Watching others eat and drink spicy food.

"Your son is going to kill you with that gaze." Coincidentally, as Tang Laoer was facing the entrance of the courtyard, he saw Ding Dahu's burning gaze.

"Who cares what he does." Treading on a horse, these two sons of his are both bastards, especially this Ding Dahu. " Ding Facai said angrily.

Ding Facai turned his head as he spoke. But Ding Dahu's figure was no longer at the entrance of the courtyard. So it turned out that Ding Dahu knew how to go home. It was like serving a wife and drinking. Only then did he touch the bottle of wine. However, when he touched the bottle of wine, he realized that it had already been drunk.

"F * ck, I finished drinking." Wife, you eat by yourself. I'll go out and buy some. " Ding Dahu said.

Ding Dahu could earn three to two hundred dollars a day now. The cost of eating and drinking was enough. Riding on the electric car, they arrived at Ling Yuzhen's little supermarket. The twenty dollars a bottle of white wine had carried a box.

Just put it in the car. Tu Yong had already sauntered all the way to his side. Big Tiger, this is the kind of wine you drink. Tsk tsk, your dad drank nearly a hundred yuan a bottle. That's what you do with alcohol. It gives me a headache to drink it. "

"Move aside!" Ding Dahu's heart was clogged up. He, Ding Dahu, would not be willing to drink a hundred bottles of wine every day. Now that there was a child, the milk powder wasn't wet or anything like that. Just thinking about it made his head hurt. His wife didn't have much milk and didn't want to wash diapers, so she spent money on milk powder and diapers.

"Big tiger!" I'm worried about you. Look at your dad, treating that Ding Xiaogang as his own son. The money your father earned will definitely belong to him in the future. Ignoring the fact that your dad has money on him, he's currently earning a lot from raising chickens. Hehe, your dad is so rich. You're still drinking that. "How laughable." Tu Yong giggled from the side.

These words were like a spark. The roar ignited the anger in Ding Dahu's heart. Of course the anger was not directed at Tu Yong. Ding Dahu thought about his own hardships, earning money to support his family. He still needed to be frugal, but his father was the one who let others eat and drink. What was this rider doing?

Ding Dahu's face looked extremely bad. Tu Yong left with a smile. As they walked, Tu Yong silently muttered in his heart, "Ding Facai the f * ck, if I don't let your family go on a brawl today, I'll have wasted my life stepping on a horse."

But when he returned home, the smile on Tu Yong's face instantly disappeared. He was the only one who came out. There was no point in drinking anymore. Old Zhou, that bastard, he actually could not contact her anymore.

"Going to the washroom to play?" Tu Yong thought, "No way, no way, I'll be captured for stepping on horses. "If I'm not careful, I can tell you what happened in the past."

It's been so many days since I've had a woman. Tu Yong really couldn't hold back anymore. He wanted to go to the washroom, but he was afraid. Asking Madame Zhang to find a wife for him, who knew that no one would be able to see her.

Just when he was sighing. A call from Madame Zhang came in. He said that he had found one for him. Right now, he wanted Tu Yong to take a look at the town.

"Alright, alright. "Then I'll go right now." Tu Yong said anxiously when he heard her. Just what did he look like? How old is he? You don't have to fool me anymore. "

"He is thirty-eight years old. Beautiful, with a nineteen-year-old daughter. I'll send you her picture now. " "That's right," Grandma Zhang said. We will wait for you at Dalong's Meal, how about that? "

Tu Yong knew that Grandma Zhang was going to kill him tonight. But for the sake of sending the photo. Tu Yong nodded in agreement. The lady in the picture seemed to be very interested in Tu Yong. That pretty face had a certain elegance to it. Tu Yong was unable to control himself. He'd better bring someone back tonight, he thought.

Tu Yong rode on the electric car and rushed into the town. Upon entering the Dalong Hotel, he saw a person standing in the hall and waving at him. It was Madame Zhang.

When he got closer, he saw that there were two women sitting by his side. One was in his forties. She was very pretty, exactly the same as in the photo.

There was also a girl who was only eighteen or nineteen years old. She was really pretty. Tu Yong was dumbstruck. When the girl stood up, she had long breasts and thighs, and had a fox-like little face and big eyes that seemed to carry hooks.2

"Old is Mei Yujuan, and that is her daughter, Zheng Xiaoqiong. "Hurry up and sit down, why are you behaving like this." Zhang Ye asked Tu Yong.

"Ah, you sit, you sit." Tu Yong hastily greeted. "Oh yeah, let me order first, what do you guys like to eat?"

"Both you and Yujuan, come over. Ye Zichen directly talked about what he was worried about. "Just let me order something." Grandma Zhang giggled.

"Ah, that's fine too." Tu Yong nodded. He knew that Madame Zhang would order a lot of dishes. He would not be able to bear the consequences later.

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