Chapter 89 loneliness is so sad

Yingying was dumbfounded that Weiwei wanted to split the family property with her mother. Yingying never thought that she could get money from her mother. She always felt that it was good for her mother not to make money from her.

From the age of sixteen, her mother often said, intentionally or unintentionally, that anyone who wants to marry Sister Yingying in the future must pay a million-dollar dowry. Yingying always feels that she is like a commodity for sale, and she feels heartache for her future. But can she resist her mother? She can only live smartly and smartly, hoping that one day she can live freely and freely.

Yingying pulled La Weiwei's arm, signaling her not to argue with her mother. Seeing Yingying shaking her head at her, Weiwei had to finish her sentence. If you don't speak clearly this time, you won't have a chance in the future. Mother is someone who thinks about tossing when she has money. Instead of tossing her and disappearing, it is better to get the money back and continue to complete her father's business.

"Mom, our sisters have grown up and have the right to get the property we deserve. We are not robbing you of your pension money, we can give you pension, you don't have to worry..."

"Fart! Now that I'm splitting the family property with white teeth, I can still count on you to give me pension? What a bastard, I've seen that you are not a bitch, and you are as black-hearted as your grandma."

Fu Meiling roared and interrupted Weiwei's words, hung up the phone and threw it on the bed, and then threw herself on the newly made bed, crying loudly.

"Our mother must be angry."

Yingying loosened Weiwei's sleeves.

"Well, for sure."

Weiwei frowned, feeling that she was like an unfilial daughter at this moment, showing a hideous face, cutting flesh from her mother.

But she had to do this, in order to lay the foundation stone for her turbulent entrepreneurial path, and to live up to her father's painstaking efforts to create a crock house.

Viviera started a sister WeChat group, and Feifei immediately responded enthusiastically when she talked about the money to sell the shop. She really needs money right now. Although she was paid a salary for working at Shen He's place, after all, it was better to be at ease with a large sum of money.

Yingying has been silent, her mood is more complicated. If there is a sum of money for her dowry, it will definitely make her husband's family look up. Although Ding Junhao gave her a bank card that she could swipe at will, as long as she swiped a sum, he would automatically deposit a sum.

You can never withdraw cash from your credit card as a dowry. In that case, Ding Junhao would know immediately and would think that she was a woman who was greedy for money, and it would be embarrassing for the two of them to get along in the future.

The three sisters made an appointment to go home tomorrow night to negotiate with their mother. As a tip, Yingying first needs to find out when her mother is at home.

Yingying stayed at Crock Pot House until 8:30 pm and drove her little red car home. Pushing open the door and entering the house, he found that the room was pitch-dark. She thought her mother went out with the man. After changing into his slippers, he walked into the living room, and suddenly saw a motionless figure on the sofa in the dark, which made him startled.

The crystal chandelier in the living room was in full bloom, illuminating Fu Meiling's sad and lonely face.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Yingying was used to hugging Fu Meiling's arm and acting like a spoiled child. Fu Meiling shook off her hand and moved to the side again.

"Do you care what happened to me?"

Fu Meiling said that tears fell from her red and swollen eyes again.

"Mom, don't do that. Of course I care about you."

"Shit, you just want to leave me quickly and live your happy little days."

"No, my eldest sister and Weiwei care about you very much."

Yingying approached her mother and took her arm again. Fu Meiling didn't shake her hand this time, her whole body was shaking.

"You guys care about me? Haha," Fu Meiling sneered twice, holding back her tears. "You all just want my money, okay, I'll share the money with you, and I'll treat you like I haven't given birth to you in the future."

"Mom, I don't want your money. Really..."

Yingying habitually confessed to her mother that she was well-behaved, but of course she was eager to share her money. With a voice like a mosquito humming, how could Fu Meiling not be able to hear her daughter's voice.

Fu Meiling wanted to stand up and go back to her room. Her body was half up, and she suddenly felt a severe pain in her lower back. She felt a heat flow from her lower body, as if a volcano that had been sleeping for many years suddenly woke up and erupted. It surprised and delighted her that the eye frame was wet, and the youthful feeling was back!

"You don't have to show your filial piety to me, and I don't expect you to be old. As long as you don't have any trouble with your husband and wife and run to me in the future, I'll be satisfied. When your sisters come over tomorrow night, I'll give you your share of the money. to the account."

Yingying's undercover work was too easy. She didn't expect her mother to be so happy and decided to share money with her sisters. She can't wait to share this news to the sister group immediately. But her mother was still in front of her, so she didn't dare to do it face to face.

The sister group became lively at ten o'clock in the evening, Yingying's tip immediately aroused Feifei's enthusiasm, and the entire screen was her own voice. Weiwei just watched quietly.

"Eldest sister, Weiwei doesn't listen well in the store."

"Oh, I'll change the text."

On the screen is another large paragraph of Feifei's words. She asked Yingying to accompany her to buy baby products at Guangbai Department Store tomorrow. Yingying said she was going to work. Feifei laughed that she worked in her own company, so she didn't have to be so punctual.

"Didn't Ding Junhao also work on duty?"

"He's him and I'm me. Going to work makes me happy."

"Well then, you can be happy. When I give birth to the baby, I will dismiss the old accountant of Shen He's company. I have to manage the accounts and grab my husband's money bag, so that I can make my husband obedient. I don't have money to mess around with. Those fox spirits, which are not for men's money. I really thought I found true love..."

The more Feifei typed, the more excited she became, feeling that her literary talent could write novels. Weiwei couldn't stand it anymore, reminded her that it was not too early, she should rest early if she was pregnant. Only then did Feifei stop talking.

At the end of the evening market, Weiwei did not go back to the rental house directly, but drove to the riverside to stop. He opened the car window and looked at the Guangzhou Golden Circle that kept flashing in the distance, his eyes were a little blurry.

I just had a meeting with a few employees. Except for Jiang Chao, everyone's mood was very low, and they didn't want to move out of Crock Pot. Uncle Kong is used to living in the vicinity of the Crock Pot, and does not want to move too far, which affects the rhythm of his life. Ali and Aqi feel that the current store environment is good, and they feel more comfortable working here. If they go to that kind of shopping and food court, they will feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Weiwei could see that everyone didn't believe that after closing the current shop, she would be able to open another crock house, much less that she could lead everyone to truly achieve financial and time freedom.

No matter how much you say, it is better to use action proofs to be direct. Weiwei did not give everyone the same blood as last time, but only said that everyone should continue to work, not to be affected by the sale of the shop, and reduce the quality of the products produced by the crock pot.

There was a low sound of ships in the distance, and the sand barges were like black silhouettes, passing one after another.

The phone on the center console kept flickering. Weiwei looked back and saw Ke Nansheng's number, her eyes couldn't help but heat up.