"Mom, I... just told him..." Tang Yue felt a bit embarrassed in front of her mother-in-law after her mother-in-law teased her like that.
Mo Xiaolin decided to seize the mont, in case the prospective daughter-in-law felt too shy and decided to leave, that wouldn't be good.
"Oh~"
Mo Xiaolin dragged out her tone, then she shifted the topic to Ruan Xiuxiu. She said, "Xiao Yue, I know you are kind-hearted, but sotis, just having a kind heart isn't enough."
"Isn't that the truth." Tang Yue sighed heavily and said, "At the ti, I just thought that making dolls was a good idea, perfect for the sisters-in-law, and moreover, they could bring it to the motor team. The sisters-in-law would stay at the motor team, where most of the conditions are not good."
Tang Yue's eyes drifted to a fashion magazine nearby. The magazine featured both dostic and international fashion elents and was one of the sources of inspiration for Tang Yue. Initially, she wanted to work hard to earn money, firstly to make up for the regrets of her previous life, and later, she hoped to change her family's life.
Money is not omnipotent, but without money, you absolutely can't do anything.
In her previous life, her family was poor; Mr. Tang worked himself to death in the forest farm just to earn her tuition.
Because they had no money, her mother Zhang Hualian had to work hard every day to earn money, and before Tang Yue matured, whenever soone showed her care, she thought he was her true love and the biggest support in her life.
In her previous life, she struggled between leaving Wu Xinming, and continuing forward, and was stuck in the mire of tirelessly working day and night.
Tang Yue lowered her head, gathering her thoughts; it had been a long ti since she last thought about the past. She then said, "Mom, many sisters-in-law have families to support, their single salary has to provide for their wives and children, and also their parents far away in their hotown. I don't know what I can do for them, I just think of doing whatever I can."
Mo Xiaolin comforted her, "Xiao Yue, we are human, not gods; we can't help everyone, but you are already doing well enough."
"Mom, later when the garnt factory opens, we will definitely need a lot of people. Maybe so will be willing to co?" Tang Yue, previously disheartened, now spoke cheerfully, "Mom, let's go check out the wedding house tomorrow, and then you can give us so advice."
"Sure." Mo Xiaolin rarely got so close with Tang Yue, turning off the lights, they talked in bed late into the night and, unsurprisingly, woke up late the next day.
Mo Siyu had already left for work, leaving behind so hot porridge, buns, and two eggs.
"Mom, knowing you were coming, Siyu is really thoughtful," Tang Yue praised him.
Mo Xiaolin raised an eyebrow and said, "I'm just benefiting from your light."
"Cough." Tang Yue, teased like this, instantly felt embarrassed.
ng Group.
ng Jin returned to his office and closed his eyes, recalling his grandfather's admonishnt. Before this, grandfather did not like Mo Siyu at all because of ng Yanzhi's matter, and every ti he saw him, he would warn him.
ng Jin actually admired Mo Siyu quite a bit. Although they didn't interact much, his character was better than many. Mo Siyu had started from scratch and now owned sothing like Pinganda Express. Although it only delivered local small goods, having a business ant earning money. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novelFɪre
He didn't know why, but whenever he saw Mo Siyu, he always thought of Xiaolin.
Could it be because they both share the Mo surna?
ng Jin's thoughts wandered; he took out a newly arrived map of Huaxia. He leaned forward slightly and in just a mont, he found Jiang Province. His eyes settled on 'Wangjiang County', a place he had visited countless tis over more than twenty years.
"Xiaolin, you said you are from Wangjiang County, but why is it that even after I've covered every inch of Wangjiang County, I still can't find you?" ng Jin's fingertips touched Wangjiang County, and he closed his eyes, as if a beautiful young girl of around eighteen or nineteen appeared before his eyes.
I still rember the first ti I saw Xiaolin, she was singing on stage, her voice lodious and flowing. She wore her hair in two thick braids and donned a plaid dress, standing upright on the stage. Her eyes were large and round, and her voice was sweet, making him rember this girl who sang beautifully, had attractive eyes, and was also pretty.
Later, perhaps due to a special fate, she sprained her ankle, and he supported her for a walk. He clearly rembers every word spoken with Xiaolin during that walk.
He and Mo Xiaolin had a simple wedding ceremony, and he planned to take Xiaolin ho to et his father later.
The few months were the happiest monts of his life.
However, suddenly there was chaos in the area they were living in, and he was separated from Mo Xiaolin. Before he could search for her, there was trouble at his father Old Master ng's place. ng Jin thought about returning ho first and then coming back to take Mo Xiaolin with him. But when he returned, he could not find Mo Xiaolin anymore.
The only thing he rembered was that Mo Xiaolin was from Wangjiang County in Jiang Province, and thereafter, he spent over twenty years searching for her.
Where exactly is Wangjiang County?
ng Jin gently touched the na of the place, overwheld by his longing.
"Mr. ng." A knock sounded, and ng Jin composed himself, saying in a deep voice: "Co in."
"Mr. ng, here are the company's files over the years." The secretary walked in and handed over the docunts.
"Okay," ng Jin responded.
As the secretary set down the docunts, he noticed the na 'Wangjiang' on ng Jin's map, which seed different from other places. Surprised, he remarked, "Huh, why are there two Wangjiang Counties?"
"That's not right, this character is incorrect," the secretary said, puzzled.
A shock like thunder struck ng Jin's mind.
Two Wangjiang Counties?
"Is there another Wangjiang County?" ng Jin looked at the soldier, asking excitedly, "Co here, is there another Wangjiang County?"
"I don't know where exactly, but I only know it's in Jiang City, Wangjiang County. Isn't Brother Mo from Wangjiang County?" He had previously visited the motorcade and collaborated with Mo Siyu, and it was by chance that he heard Mo Siyu was from Wangjiang County.
"Mo Siyu is from Wangjiang County?" ng Jin muttered, looking at the soldier.
The secretary nodded affirming, "Yes, Mr. ng, there was a ti when Brother Mo's fiancée lost her ID, and I was the one who found it."
Because of this incident, Tang Yue was very grateful later on and sent him quite a bit of food. Moreover, when he saw the na 'Wangjiang' that ti, he even joked saying they might not be from the sa village, having been childhood sweethearts.
Thus, he had a deep impression of this.
"How was it written?" ng Jin asked.
The secretary quickly wrote it down.
Seeing the one-character difference between 'Wangjiang' and 'Wangjiang', ng Jin's heart uncontrollably leaped.
After the secretary left, ng Jin ticulously examined the map again. When he found Wangjiang County, ng Jin specially switched to a map of Jiang Province. The map of Jiang Province was detailed down to each county: Wangjiang County and Wangjiang County—one in the east and one in the west, one at the northernmost and one at the southernmost of Jiang Province.
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