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1097. Long years (114) three in one(2/3)

Change... you know... I've always been an asshole... and I'm going to continue to be an asshole..."

Yuan Yi lowered his eyelids, "I understand..."

I can't tell you how I feel about parting ways like this.

The price for not being able to control what's inside has never been too small.

When Qing Ning saw his third uncle entering the door as if he had lost a battle, Qing Ning shrank with guilt, "Third uncle...did I go a little too far..."

The third child rubbed the second niece's head: "No! It has to be like this! You have a stronger temper than your sister, and your sister is shy most of the time... It's not like you, Ding is Dingmao, Ding is Mao. It's good! Go out.

Don’t suffer any loss.”

We don't try to take advantage of anyone, just don't suffer a loss.

Qingning breathed a sigh of relief, "My dad and mom will be back soon. I'll heat up some food for you... You can take a nap after eating..."

The third child responded. His heart was in a mess, but he was relaxed. He kicked off his shoes and lay on the sofa. This was when he went home.

He also felt that there was nothing wrong with what he did. If he really lived with such a person and went home as a guest every day, it would be really difficult for him for the rest of his life.

When Lin Yutong came back and heard what happened, he said to the third child: "Then it won't be difficult? One nest in front, one nest in the back, just wait!"

He was born to a mother who fought and killed people just for a little money. This is not even the child of a mother.

Is He Xiaowan easy to get along with, or is Yuan Yi easy to get along with?

But then again, if we don’t handle this matter like this, how should we handle it?

Yuan Yi over there is bound to give birth to this child due to physical reasons. Then what? After the child is born, do you want to get married or not? Even if the third child is embarrassed to death, he will still choose to get married.

This is the basic bottom line. What does it mean to have a child without a father?

Just told him, he said to get married, but he didn't want to.

If the terms were negotiated and said that the woman would raise the child and the company would give it to her, Yuan Yi would probably agree. But the question is, knowing that the child exists, can she really ignore it? She can't do it! If she can't do that, she will have to continue to struggle with the child's mother.

On one end is He Xiaowan, who is married without mentioning the Jin family, and on the other is Yuan Yi, who is holding a child in her hand.

Unless he dies, the knot cannot be untied.

This is what the third and fourth masters said, "...she may not want this child so much, but is forced by circumstances. If the company wants to give up the child, what's the point of whether the child wants this mother or not. It's about the clothing company.

...I can do this company, but she wants to do the same thing as when I was there, which is impossible..."

Clothing is something you have to stock up on in the first half of the year. If you can't sell it, all you have to spend is money.

The third child dared to hoard boldly because he had a place to borrow money and never worried about not getting enough funds. It could be solved with just a phone call to Zhou Wen.

But leave it to her?

Yes, she has watched the company develop. She is familiar with the sources of raw materials, the channels for delivering goods, including the merchants she cooperates with. However, she does not have strong financial backing...

The third child shook his head, he really didn't underestimate her.

That year, a batch of goods was suppressed, and it was suppressed as soon as it was suppressed. The next year, Zhou Wen helped the contact and went directly through the foreign trade channel.

He called Zhou Wen, and Zhou Wen didn't say anything. But without him, no one would know her.

She had to spend energy arranging just those yamen gates and various tax checkpoints.

When she earns no more than her honest 20% share, she will understand the importance.

She is a smart woman and she knows what is good for her.

"As long as she is separated from the child..." Lao San shook his head, "It will be fine..."

The only difficult thing is: I don’t know how to tell the two children about this.

When he went back to meet Xu Tian for a drink, Xu Tian said, "You deserve it!"

The third child nodded: "I know! I deserve it! I'm thinking about saving some money for my retirement, really! If this continues, none of the three children will want to see me. But I will never give up for the rest of my damn life.

It’s because of them that it’s difficult.”

The children don’t understand it yet and can’t understand it!

So, live a little on the axis!

Let’s talk about being chic, it looks pretty cool. But in reality, it’s so cool! Speaking of it, it’s not as cool as Xiaowan’s. If you want to marry, you can do whatever you want, it’s so crisp!

Xu Tian said, "... from now on, take care of those two ounces of meat. A man can live the same life without a woman. Everything is fake, but the child is real. You think about the child sincerely, even if what you do is not perfect,

Even when things are self-defeating or even when they do something wrong, the children cannot help but understand. They are all sensible children. Qinghui is stubborn, but I see him as a person who lives his life. You say he is stubborn, but I

Seeing my second brother taking care of him, he never talks back. This is because he knows what is good and what is wrong. Go back and talk to the child..."

If you want to say something, you have to find an opportunity to say it carefully.

When I returned home, Qingping was at home, and Qingjuan was squatting on the sofa watching TV. When she saw him coming in, she put her legs down and sat down obediently.

Where is the elegance that we promised? Where is the elegance that we promised?

Whose kid is whose kid?

No matter how good you are at it, what's the use? You'll still show your face when no one is around.

He said to Qingping: "Go down to bed early and close the door."

Qingping agreed, she knew about this, Qingning told her on the phone. But she didn't dare to reveal it at all.

The third child was watching from the window. It wasn't until the lights downstairs came on that he turned around and looked at his daughter.

He squatted with his back against the sofa again.

Okay! That’s it.

He asked: "Where is your brother?"

"Back to town." Qingjuan put her thumb in her mouth again, her big eyes rolling, "Um...where's Aunt Yuan?"

The third child was stunned for a moment, "Do you like her?"

Qingjuan did not shake his head or nod, but instead chuckled: "She is not mine, I don't like her and I don't hate her either..."

Okay! I probably won’t tell the truth if I hate it.

The third child tentatively said, "If you have a younger brother or sister, would you mind?"

"You want to get married?" Qingjuan frowned, "Didn't you say you won't get married?"

"No..." Lao San said with difficulty, "I just have multiple children. I'll call you sister, okay?"

"Then why did he come to our house?" she asked, "Why doesn't his mother want him anymore?"

The third child: "..." How can I explain this? He was stunned for a long time and nodded: "Yes! He doesn't want him anymore."

It's so pitiful.

"Then you can take her back." She was very generous, and then added, "Just don't bother me by crying."

Then we need to change to a bigger house, with one person per person on one floor, and no one will bother anyone.

But my daughter is actually quite well-behaved.

When Qinghui came back from town the next day, his sister caught him and asked, "How many younger brothers and sisters do we want in our family?"

"Who said that?" Qinghui is not young at all. During this Chinese New Year, he is already fifteen, and he doesn't understand anything? He immediately put down his face and asked, "Who told you?"

"Dad said that," Qingjuan said.

Then you are getting married, right?

"I'll go find him!" Qinghui walked directly to the door and went to the company.

The third child had just sent a client away when he saw his son being brought in by his secretary. One look at his face and he knew he knew it.

This kid can't be fooled like a child, you have to say something to him.

So he stood up and said, "Let's go! Go somewhere with me."

The two of us drove to Mrs. Zhang's private restaurant and asked for a private room. We ordered food and wine.

The third child said, "You are always shouting and drinking when you go out. I heard you can drink some too?" Then he handed over another cigarette and said, "Smoke it! Once you smoke this thing, you won't be able to quit."

I learned to smoke two years ago, but one thing is, I never dared to smoke in front of my elders. When I see elders, even elders from the same village, I stub out their cigarettes from a distance before I dare to say hello to them.

His second uncle took care of this and knew the rules.

Because of this, many people in the village praised him and said he was sensible.

The rural character is pretty good too.

Who doesn’t want to lose face, right? The child smoked his cigarette from a distance and showed his fear, which is actually a kind of respect.

This is also where the third child feels gratified. You can be stubborn, and you can go as far as to be stubborn with yourself, but things will happen when you go outside. Just looking at the child, he is really born in the same mold as himself. He looks like he is wandering.

But his popularity is very good. In the village, not only people of his age, but also older people, uncles and uncles, all have dealings with him. He got a broken BP machine and was even busier than him. Calling this, calling that

He called me back, either to deliver something or to send a message in the city. He became the village's chief of staff.

The child who was born like a black monkey now sits in front of him and has to hand out cigarettes.

Somewhat emotional.

Qinghui took it, lit it, and puffed away. He felt a little more comfortable. This was considered a conversation between a man and a man.
To be continued...
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