Hello, Mr. Mo

Chapter 135 Looking Down on People
If this kind of life continues, Yang Yujuan feels that she can still accept it, and will not have any ideas.

"I'm not very hungry." Yang Yujuan shook her head and went to the kitchen to make soup for herself.

"When will Zhicheng come back? Will he go home for dinner after grading his homework?" Liang Ping asked in a low voice.

Yang Yujuan shook her head: "He said he ate fast food at school and continued to correct his homework."

Liang Ping felt relieved when she heard that Mo Zhicheng had fast food at school. "It's a good thing you're at home, otherwise we wouldn't know what to do."

Yang Yujuan nodded secretly, fortunately she didn't go to the movies with Liu Weiguang tonight, otherwise there would be no one at home to take care of the elderly and children.

After Liang Ping finished her meal, she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Yang Yujuan asked Liang Ping to put down the bowls and chopsticks, and she could wash them in a while.

But Liang Ping shook her head, continued to wash the dishes, and asked Mo Li to take the dishes to her to wash.

Yang Yujuan persuaded her twice more, but Liang Ping refused, so she had no choice but to give up.

Yang Yujuan also knew that in a situation like Liang Ping's, sometimes it would be good for her to move more, so she asked Liang Ping to do the dishes.

At this time, Yang Yujuan felt an indescribable warmth in this home, which made her nostalgic.

In the past, Liang Ping often pushed her to do the housework, and she complained in her heart, so she easily had conflicts with Liang Ping.

If it was like this before, maybe she and Liang Ping would not be able to quarrel, and life would become more colorful, and she and Mo Zhicheng would not have come to this point.

But is there any regret medicine in this world?Certainly not.

At this time, Yang Yujuan was in a stage of hesitation and didn't know what to do.

Compared with Liu Weiguang, Mo Zhicheng, after listening to so many people talking about Liu Weiguang's advantages, it seems that Liu Weiguang is better than Mo Zhicheng.

Yang Yujuan thought about taking one step at a time, and when Mo Yu graduated from junior high school and entered high school, she would think about her own affairs.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mo Zhicheng dragged his exhausted body back home.

Liang Ping and the child were both asleep. When he entered his room, Yang Yujuan who was on the bed asked in a low voice, "Why is it so late?"

Fortunately, she was at home. If she worked the night shift, she might not be able to take care of Liang Ping and the children. What would they do then?
Mo Zhicheng said embarrassingly: "There are not many people correcting the test papers today, so we will spend a lot of time."

"Isn't it correcting according to the number of people planned? Is there a teacher who won't come to correct the homework?" Yang Yujuan was surprised when she heard it.

"Yes, some teachers have family affairs, so they asked for leave." Mo Zhicheng said.

Some fifth-grade teachers said they didn't have time, so they asked for leave and couldn't come.

After all, the school did not tell the teacher about the test papers to be corrected. The sixth grade teacher is his own job, so he will not shirk.

But fifth grade teachers are different. Some people have their own little Jiujiu in their hearts.

For example, Huang Mingjiao said that she had an urgent matter at home and could not come on leave.

Anyway, it's useless to change the test paper, it's thankless, and it's not beneficial.

Therefore, there are fewer people from the fifth grade, Mo Zhicheng and the others have to take on the work of those people, and it takes more time.

When Yang Yujuan heard what Mo Zhicheng said, she couldn't help but get angry. "Can't you ask for leave and say something is going on at home? If I work the night shift tonight, what will the child do?"

"Didn't you not work the night shift?" Mo Zhicheng said coyly.

Yang Yujuan didn't want to talk to Mo Zhicheng, she wanted to get out of bed and go to the toilet.

But when he passed by Mo Zhicheng, he just took his clothes and wanted to take a bath, so he turned around and bumped into Yang Yujuan's body.

"Hmm." Yang Yujuan called softly, but was knocked down by Mo Zhicheng.

Seeing that she was about to fall down, Mo Zhicheng stretched out his arms to hold her, and pulled her into his arms.

"Let go." Seeing Mo Zhicheng hugging her, Yang Yujuan became anxious.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Mo Zhicheng explained while letting go.

The familiar feeling gushed out of his hand, which made him unable to put it down.

"Hmph." Yang Yujuan blushed and gave Mo Zhicheng a pale look, and walked outside.

In the afternoon, Lin Shanfeng and his wife cleaned up the fast food restaurant, closed the door, and went home to rest.

When they passed the old street, they saw Deng Xiaoying still had a stall on the street with some green vegetables on it.

It happened that Song Liang came over with his electric car and stopped beside Deng Xiaoying: "You go back to eat, I'll watch the stall here."

"You just got off work, so hurry up and go back to eat, and just come and replace me when the time comes." Deng Xiaoying said.

But Song Liang refused, and let Deng Xiaoying go back to eat.

Seeing this, Deng Xiaoying had no choice but to pack her things and prepare to go back.

Zhou Fang whispered to Lin Shanfeng: "Let's help them, anyway, their vegetables are pretty good."

Lin Shanfeng said loudly on purpose: "I don't know where they got their green vegetables back. If something goes wrong, what should we do?"

"You are talking nonsense, the vegetables in our house have always been hygienic, and we all eat them." Deng Xiaoying turned her head angrily.

Lin Shanfeng has always looked down on their family and always mocked them.

The last time Lin Heng had an accident, Deng Xiaoying even comforted Zhou Fang, but now they turn around and talk about their own problems.

These vegetable merchants dare to eat the green vegetables they sell, which proves that there is no problem with the green vegetables.

Lin Shanfeng continued to sneer: "That's the habit of you rural people. Poor people, you must eat what you have. How can you be so particular about it?"

"Don't talk about us like that, okay?" Song Liang got a little angry and stared at Lin Shanfeng.

"Oh, what do you want? Do you want to hit me?" Lin Shanfeng pointed at Song Liang with his index finger, "You people from the countryside, how dare you be so arrogant? Believe it or not, I will find someone to drive you out of Xiangyang Apartment?"

Xiangyang Apartment is actually a place where the sun doesn't shine much, so it was named so.

If the house in Xiangyang Apartment can see the sun, it is a high-quality house, and Lin Shanfeng's house belongs to this kind.Three bedrooms and two living rooms, being able to see the sun, this is one of the reasons why Lin Shanfeng has always been proud in front of Song Liang and the others.

"Don't bully people too much. People are doing it, and the sky is watching. Be careful and there will be retribution." Deng Xiaoying jumped up angrily.

"I'm just bullying you poor people in the countryside, so what? What can you do to me?" Lin Shanfeng glanced arrogantly at Song Liang and his wife.

Seeing that Lin Shanfeng was still arguing with Deng Xiaoying, Zhou Fang hurriedly pulled him: "Okay, let's go home and rest, don't quarrel."

"They dare to say that about me, what retribution do I have? I think you will have retribution soon." Lin Shanfeng shouted angrily, "I will definitely make you look good, and I will definitely ask someone to clean you up."

Although Lin Shanfeng didn't know any capable people in this city, in front of rural people like Deng Xiaoying, he had to say that he was amazing, so as to scare them and prevent them from being arrogant in front of him.

Those urban people are a few grades better than Song Liang and the other rural people.

When Song Liang and the others saw him, they must be humble.

(End of this chapter)