Chapter 86: Face
“They are afraid of becoming unemployed.”

"Haha, go back and tell your family." Wang Deming patted his chest confidently and said, "Marry you to me."

"Instead of some bullshit young master from the fourth branch of the Le family."

"That is to actively unite with the proletariat. This is the real reliance for the future."

"Besides, with my ability!" Wang Deming shook his wrist and showed the Patek Philippe again, "Your future living standards will definitely be better than now!"

"And they're not afraid of being reported for spending money!"

"real!"

“Realer than real gold!”

Zhang Shouchun was happily coaxed away.

After Yan Baozhen returned to the room, she closed the door and bolted it, then went to the bedroom to check on the two children. Renchun was taking Yichun to and fro on the kang, sometimes on the floor, sometimes on the kang.

Yan Baozhen smiled with satisfaction. Not to mention, with a layer of felt cloth on the floor and an inch of good wood, there was really no need to worry about the two children getting cold.

"Renchun, you stay with your sister for a while. Mom has something to talk to your uncle about."

"Okay, mom, go ahead and do your thing. I'll take care of your sister!"

"Um"

Yan Baozhen gently closed the door again and sat down next to Wang Deming. After a long breath, she frowned and asked worriedly, "Deming, can you borrow money to buy a house and open a clinic?"

"I just heard you say: From now on, if you do business, you never know when it will be thoroughly investigated."

"I feel uneasy in my heart!"

"Although I have never done business, I have heard of it a few times at home."

"It was not easy to do business before liberation. Today the tax bureau came to your door, tomorrow the police came to your door, and the day after tomorrow XX came to your door."

“You have to take care of everything going back and forth.”

"If you don't manage it, this business won't work!"

At this point, Yan Baozhen lowered her voice again and whispered in Wang Deming's ear: "Especially the class issue you just mentioned..."

"The last time your brother-in-law was arrested, I heard my father-in-law say: The police suggested that you break away from our feudal class."

"We moved here, which means we have already split up. But if you open a clinic and marry Miss Shouchun, will this be affected in the future?"

"There will definitely be some impact, but it should be fine in the short term. We will definitely have to report any disturbances later." Wang Deming raised the corners of his mouth and forced a smile, "But I'm not an official, so a little disturbance is not worth mentioning."

"Sister, I have been thinking carefully all day today. I have considered the causes and consequences clearly. There are pros and cons."

"I can marry such a beautiful wife and maintain my standard of living. What's wrong with taking some risks?"

"Well, if Miss Shouchun's family really agrees to marry her off, we shouldn't rush to move to a new house. Wait until you get your medical license, rent a house to open a clinic, and then slowly save up money to move to a new house."

"I" Wang Deming had just said one word when he heard someone pushing the door, followed by a knock on the door.

"Dong dong!"

"Deming, Baozhen, are you all home?"

"Uncle wants to discuss something with you two."

Yan Baozhen nodded to Wang Deming, indicating that they would talk later, and stood up and replied loudly: "Uncle Yan, I'm coming right away."

After unbolting the door, Yan Bugui muttered as soon as he entered the room: "Baozhen, why do you bolt the door so early in the morning?"

“Neighbors should visit each other more often.”

"There are many people who believe that a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor."

As soon as he sat down, he poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip with intoxication, and asked casually, "Hey, the girl who just came to visit your house, her clothes are not ordinary!"

"Whose family is this girl from?"

"Hey, she looks like a fairy in a painting."

“Master Yan!” Wang Deming slammed the table with a bang, raised his eyebrows, called him by his name, and angrily said, “Aren’t you meddling too much?”

"If you continue to be so ignorant, don't come to my house anymore!"

"Have I been giving you face lately?"

"Let you become more and more powerful here with me?" Yan Bugui was startled and the teacup in his hand almost fell over, his face turned blue and white.

"Deming!" Yan Baozhen blushed and called Wang Deming, "Go to the study first!"

Then he explained to Yan Bugui with a hint of apology: "Uncle Yan, Deming was on patrol too late yesterday and was too tired to work today."

"I was going to go to bed early and rest."

"And you're knocking on the door at this hour, coming to visit me."

“You included!”

"Haha." Yan Bugui smiled awkwardly and tried to make amends for himself: "Baozhen, Deming is still a child, about the same age as my Jiecheng."

"Why would I bother with him?"

"The girl just now is a relative of my husband's family. She knows that we have been having a hard time lately, so she specially sent us some money to help us."

After hearing this, the corners of Yan Bugui's mouth twitched constantly.

Is your family living in difficulty?
The difficulty of the devil!

Can life be difficult if the floor is covered with wooden floors?

Can life be considered difficult if you can eat meat every day?

Can you say that life is difficult if you hire someone else to do your clothes?

Then what is our family?
"Uncle Yan, is there something important that brings you here so late today?"

Yan Baozhen's question brought Yan Bugui back to his senses and he drank some tea to calm himself.

"Baozhen, this is what happened. Didn't someone come to your house yesterday to pick up dirty clothes to wash?"

"Well, that's our old neighbor."

"Well, I mentioned this to your aunt last night! She said, why bother asking outsiders to do the laundry? Can't she just wash it for you?"

"Besides, we are relatives and live so close to each other, so we can just lend a hand. Your aunt also washes clothes every day, so it's just a matter of taking care of two more pieces of clothes."

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s money or not!”

Yan Bugui felt that what he said was particularly beautiful!

It's emotional, reasonable and well-founded!

Talk about relatives, talk about feelings, but don’t talk about money.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Baozhen, who was standing opposite him, looked at him with a different look of contempt, and her tone turned cold, and she said sarcastically: "Master Yan, if I remember correctly, the third aunt is still pregnant, right?"

"I was pregnant, and my brother was afraid that I would get tired and stretched, so he asked the neighbors to help with the laundry."

"Looking at your third aunt's belly, she's at least 7 or 8 months pregnant, right?"

"You have the heart to let her continue to work like a slave for your family? You also want to take on more work for her?"

"Baozhen, I'm not talking about now. No, no, it's not me who's taking the job. It's your Third Aunt."

"Then as Auntie's husband, why didn't you stop her? Why did you take the initiative to visit her?"

"I originally thought you were just looking for a way to take advantage of the site, but I didn't expect you to be so calculating and inhumane!"

"Master Yan, Auntie is so unlucky to marry a man like you!"

"Leave now, leave immediately!"

"We don't have a relative like you in our family!"

"I wouldn't dare to have a relative like you!"

"We are just ordinary neighbors. Don't come to my house too often in the future!"

"Ugh"

"Baozhen, please listen to my explanation."

"Boom!"

"Pooh!"

(End of this chapter)