Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 661 Young Man Admires 6

Huang Xiaofang, who was listening, also nodded: "That's right, it would be great if you could let your second brother go with you."

Zhang Wenqin's face was completely ugly this time, and she spoke bluntly: "Mom and Dad, my second brother dropped out of school after graduating from elementary school. He barely even went to junior high school, and he was in a juvenile detention center before. How could a school in the city accept a problem student like him?"

Zhang Qinghe had no choice but to give up after hearing this. Of course, he was more partial to his son in his heart, but compared to his son, he valued the honor of the Zhang family more.

After the three of them had a quiet discussion, Huang Xiaofang told Lingyao and the village chief the result.

Zhang Dingyu, who was standing next to him, froze up after hearing what he heard. All his muscles were tensed and he glared at Zhang Qinghe and his family of vampires.

"You have spent no more than 10,000 yuan on me and Dingrui over the years, and that was all the money my parents left us. How can you have the nerve to ask for 200,000 yuan?"

"What do you know? Your food, drink, and defecation don't cost money. And we have worked hard for you over the years. Your parents only left you a few dollars. It's nothing!" Huang Xiaofang also shouted.

The village chief was annoyed by what he said and immediately slammed the table to stop the conversation. He also disagreed with what Huang Xiaofang said.

"Okay, stop arguing. No family in this village would spend two hundred thousand yuan to raise a child. Wouldn't it be a good opportunity for Li Lingyao to take these two kids away and lighten your burden?"

The village chief has been a senior cadre in the village for decades and has a say in the village. Huang Xiaofang lost her temper after being scolded like this. She had to shrink her head and mutter, "A strange woman took a young man back home. I don't know what she wants to do..."

After scolding Huang Xiaofang, the village chief turned to look at Lingyao, who had been silent.

"Comrade Li, what do you think?"

Lingyao glanced at Zhang Qinghe and the others, and her eyebrows raised nonchalantly.

"I can give you two hundred thousand, but not only will Zhang Dingyu and Zhang Dingrui have nothing to do with you, I will also require you to move out of Zhang Shuijiang's house. The village chief will also have to sign a document and post it on the village bulletin board."

Hearing Lingyao agree so easily, Huang Xiaofang immediately felt that she had gotten less, and she was not happy about the other party asking them to move out of the house.

Their original house was smaller than Zhang Shuijiang's and the environment was not as good as this one. They had lived there for so many years, so why should they move?

Seeing that Huang Xiaofang was about to continue yelling, the village chief warned her, "Come on, you turned a blind eye to this house because of the two brothers Ding Yu and Ding Rui. This is the house that the organization allocated to Zhang Shuijiang. You have your own house. You still have 20 yuan, which is enough for you to buy a few tiled houses. Who in the village can come up with yuan? Let's do this!"

Zhang Qinghe and his family didn't dare to speak. Seeing that they had been talking for a long time without getting to the point that Zhang Wenqin was concerned about, she quickly turned to Zhang Qinghe who was silent next to her.

Zhang Qinghe, who had always let Huang Xiaofang rush in front, finally spoke up: "There is also the matter of my Wenqin's studies."

The village party secretary, the son of the village chief next door, had also witnessed the greed of this family and couldn't help but say.

"Wenqin is doing well as a student in the county, with top grades. Why does she have to go to the city?" The education level of people in the city is high, but it is so different from that of Taiping Village that it is not clear whether they can keep up.

The village party secretary also went to college, but he studied in a second-tier university in the city. The difference in family conditions among his classmates in the same dormitory alone made him feel a huge gap and confusion.

Not to mention Miss Li who is said to be from Baiyun City, a well-known big city, where the prosperity is enough to dazzle people.

Zhang Qinghe pursed his lips and insisted, "How can it be the same? It would be great to get into a key school in a big city. And I can also see how she treats my two nephews..." Zhang Qinghe said the last sentence without confidence.

Lingyao had known that Zhang Wenqin was going to do this.

She wasn't prepared to object at all.

She couldn't say whether she liked or disliked Zhang Wenqin's ambitions and intentions. After all, this might not be a good thing for Zhang Wenqin.

In short, it was just a matter of her asking for one more spot.

Finally, it was drafted by the village party secretary, with the village chief serving as a witness.

The content was that Lingyao paid 200,000 yuan and provided Zhang Wenqin with a place to go to school in the city to Zhang Qinghe, and Zhang Qinghe entrusted the guardianship of Zhang Dingyu and Zhang Dingrui to Lingyao.

The contract took one hour to sign.

Lingyao, Zhang Qinghe and the village chief each received a copy, and there was also a simplified version with some content hidden, which was used as a document for posting announcements.

It was already evening when we finished all this. The sunset in the mountains was particularly red, coloring half the sky.

Lingyao was so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her back, and the two brothers Zhang Dingyu were not much better off.

However, the two of them were already used to being hungry, so they didn't react too much. Also, the two brothers were still immersed in the tension and uncontrollable surprise of going to live in the city with Lingyao.

This feeling is illusory and indescribable, just like someone who has been poor all his life is suddenly told that he has won millions in lottery. It always makes people feel unreal.

Zhang Dingyu has an even heavier burden than the young and ignorant Zhang Dingrui. He now owes this strange and noble woman two hundred thousand yuan.

Lingyao asked the two brothers if they were hungry, and they both shook their heads and said no.

Lingyao: ...She is hungry and sleepy.

Zhang Dingyu glanced at Lingyao, probably thinking of something, and ran to the kitchen.

The kitchen had just been ransacked by Zhang Qinghe's family, leaving only a few broken bowls and a handful of noodles.

Zhang Dingyu boiled some water, thinking of her fingers that were as clean as white steamed buns. After the water boiled, she put the bowl in to scald it twice. Then she skillfully picked up a stone from the stone pestle next to the stove, revealing a hole inside that was just big enough for two eggs.

Zhang Dingyu had hidden it secretly when Zhang Qinghe's family wasn't paying attention. When they went out, he would take it out and cook it for Zhang Dingrui. Zhang Dingrui had been suffering from leg cramps recently, so he saved it for his younger brother to nourish his body.

Now there is only one egg left in the hole.

He skillfully cooked a bowl of egg noodles and a large bowl of sweet potatoes. The sweet potatoes were heavy and worthless. The Zhang family picked up the valuable ones and could not take these.

After a while, he came into the lobby carrying a bowl of noodles and sweet potatoes.

Zhang Dingrui was carefully cleaning the house as his brother asked, while Lingyao had fallen asleep in her seat.

She leaned her back against the chair, her breathing was so light in her sleep that almost no sound could be heard. The dim warm light from the warm yellow light bulb shone on her delicate fair face, making her look like a goddess descended from heaven.

Zhang Dingyu looked at it intently for a few seconds, put the noodles and sweet potatoes on the table, and gently waved her hand to call Zhang Dingrui to come over and eat.