Return to 88: Starting from Marrying My Sister-in-law

After the show "Fortune First Scene" was broadcast, it was said that the ratings were pretty good. Anyway, since that night, Lu Yang has received many calls from friends in the business world and several cousins, all of whom have complimented him.

Then there are his wife Yin Mingyue and mother-in-law Ma Xiulan. Their phones have been ringing non-stop these past few days. Relatives and friends who recognize Lu Yang have called one after another to express their concern and, of course, to give him some compliments.

His mother-in-law has been smiling so hard these days that her mouth is crooked and she can't close it.

In the end, the one who was affected was also Lu Yang's own mother.

Ye Qiuyu and Meng Wenxian once again felt the care from the leaders of Baoqing City.

Some people came to visit in person with gifts.

Someone called through the Municipal Party Committee's secretariat, hoping to meet with the couple alone to talk about their son and whether Mr. Lu would be able to return home to visit his relatives in the near future.

Even the leaders of the Education Bureau began to take action, talking to the couple and persuading them to join the company, and hinting openly and covertly that they could make an exception for a promotion. After all, it is not easy to cultivate a nationally renowned entrepreneur, and the parents of such a family must be truly capable talents. Of course, if they could be lucky enough to influence the couple, they would help pass on a message.

If billionaire Lu Yang returns to visit his hometown in the future, he should show his love for the education of his hometown, considering that his parents work in the city's education bureau and that there are still many families whose children cannot afford to go to school! ?

Let's say that.

This is an open conspiracy facing Ye Qiuyu and Meng Wenxian.

Because they didn't lie, Baoqing, this inland city, is indeed very poor!

Especially in urban areas and towns outside county towns, many rural children still need to walk more than ten miles of mountain roads to go to school. They cannot be divided into grades because there may be only one Chinese teacher or math teacher in the entire school, and they need to teach Chinese or math to the entire grade.

Under the condition of extremely scarce educational resources, many teachers even had to use chalk sparingly. The roofs of the classrooms were leaking, the windows were open and had no glass, it was cold in the winter and hot in the summer. When it was windy and rainy, the teachers had to take the students out to hide, for fear that the teaching buildings, which had become dangerous buildings, would collapse in a strong wind and heavy rain one day.

As Ye Qiuyu and Meng Wenxian, a couple who also work in the city's education system, it is impossible that they have not heard of these current situations. So I want to ask you, do you want to say something about it?
Is it really possible to remain indifferent?

So these two days, after work, the couple started to feel a little worried when they got home, as if they wanted to say something to each other but didn't know how to start.

In the end, it was Meng Wenxian who broke the deadlock.

While their daughter is away.

While his wife was cooking, he went into the kitchen to help pick vegetable leaves. While cleaning the dirt off the leaves, he looked up and asked, "Did your school leader look for you?"

Ye Qiuyu paused holding the spatula.

Then he put down the spatula and said, "It's not the school leader, it's the leader of the Municipal Education Bureau. What about you? You are now the president of a university, even though it's just a regional college. Is it possible that someone would come to talk to you?"

Lu Yang is her son, the flesh and blood of her body, but she missed the most crucial few years when her son grew from a teenager to a real man. Although it was understandable, she was indeed a deserter and gave the love that should be evenly divided between her two children to the younger daughter who was still in her cradle.

She was the one who was sorry to her son back then.

Therefore, no matter how remarkable and dazzling her son’s achievements are now, they are obtained through his own hard work and have nothing to do with her as a mother.

Over the years, she had been unable to help at all, so she swore that she would never hold her son back and would never let him hate her as much as before.

Meng Wenxian knew his wife very well, so he smiled bitterly first, and then confessed: "On my side, only the secretary and the old principal talked to me separately, and they also know that I am not Xiao Lu's biological father.

But Qiu'er, you are different. You are Xiao Lu's biological mother. Xiao Lu's current achievements are beyond the belief of ordinary people like us. I heard that his two factories in the city alone provide tens of millions of taxes to the city every year. And these are just the two factories under his name. In their hometown Zhao County, in the provincial capital Xingsha, and in the special economic zone of Pengcheng in Guangdong Province, your son's industry has spread all over the country, and now it has even been featured on the CCTV Wealth Column in our country.

The old principal and the secretary talked to me today, hoping that I could come back and persuade you to call Xiao Lu and ask him to come back when he has time to attend the 27th anniversary of the founding of our Second Textile Technical School. At the same time, this year is the third year since our Second Textile Technical School was reorganized into a vocational and technical college. Starting from this year, no, next year, the first batch of students can be arranged to participate in internships.

Qiu'er, you should also know that Xiao Lu donated a sum of money to our school and cooperated with the school to set up an electronic professional class, hoping to cultivate a group of talents with electronic technology in our local area. Now we have achieved some initial results.

"What the old principal and the secretary meant, well, don't think too much about it. Maybe they just hope that Xiao Lu can take this opportunity to come to school and tell our students about his success story."

Meng Wenxian has tried his best to be tactful.

But unfortunately, I'm afraid even he himself wouldn't believe the truth in these words, because he was hesitant in what he said just now.

So, is it really just about sharing successful experiences?
I'm afraid only a fool would believe it.

Ye Qiuyu was not a fool. She was a Chinese teacher in an elementary school. She immediately threw away the spatula, turned off the gas stove, turned her head and stared at her husband and said, "I don't agree. Yangzi's money didn't come from the wind. You are not his biological father. You don't feel sorry for him, but I do. Do you think I don't know what those leaders are thinking? Don't they just want my son to come back and donate money to their school? I won't make this call, and you are not allowed to make it either. Let them contact Yangzi themselves if they have the ability."

After saying this, she no longer looked at her husband's expression and turned around to continue cooking.

Meng Wenxian smiled bitterly and said, "Aren't you making things difficult for me?"

He felt that it was just a phone call and not a big deal. If Lu Yang disagreed, he had reason to refuse the old principal and the secretary. However, if they didn't even make a phone call and were unwilling to pass on a message on his behalf, it would be too inhumane.

Ye Qiuyu used a spatula to stir the food in the pot twice, not caring whether it was cooked or not. She picked up the plate next to her and shoveled it out. Then she turned her head and continued to stare at her husband's face and said, "I refuse to use family affection to kidnap my own son and seek benefits for your school. Is this embarrassing you?"

"Humph!"

She sneered and said, "If you really think this is embarrassing, then just think of it as me embarrassing you."

He turned his head away, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said:
"Not only am I making things difficult for you, I'm also making things difficult for myself. The leader of the city's education bureau came to talk to me and wanted to promote me to be the vice principal of Guanqi Primary School. Did you know that?"

"I rejected them too, just because they were just like you, Meng Wenxian, trying to take advantage of my son in a roundabout way."

"I admit that I, Ye Qiuyu, am just an ordinary woman with low morals. I don't have a sense of family, country, or the world, and I don't understand the great principles that you people talk about."

"I only know one thing to say: no matter what good deeds you do, you can't use family affection to kidnap people and force them to commit crimes. No one will do that. If they force me to do that, then I can quit my teaching job. I won't teach anymore. I will come back to cook for Tiantian and clean the house for you peacefully. Just consider it as early retirement."

She squatted down and snatched the picked vegetables from Meng Wenxian's hand, and pushed Meng Wenxian aside with her butt.

It made him feel both amused and helpless.

Seeing his wife frowning, aggrieved, and wiping tears, he began to panic, and quickly stood up and tried to hug his wife, and then comforted her: "We can discuss it, we can discuss it, don't act like I'm bullying you, and when Tiantian comes back, she will cause trouble for me. Okay, okay, let's cook first, and if there is anything, we can close the door at night and discuss it slowly. I promise not to force you, is this okay?"

Ye Qiuyu swung her arms twice and struggled to get away, "What are you doing? I'm cooking. How can I cook if you do this? Do you still want to eat?"

Meng Wenxian was about to continue moving forward, but suddenly his expression changed. He had to retreat back to his original position in disappointment, pretending to be busy with his work while bending over.

"Click."

There was a noise coming from the living room outside the kitchen. It turned out that their daughter Meng Xiaotian opened the door and rushed in hurriedly carrying her schoolbag.

Meng Xiaotian, who is 12 years old this year, is only in the sixth grade of primary school, but she is very tall, almost a head taller than the boys of the same age in her class. From a little bean sprout, she has grown into a beautiful young lady.

"Dad, Mom, where are you people?"

"My brother is on TV, did you know?"

"My brother is so amazing. Even our teacher praised me today, saying that I have a good brother. He also said that you have a good son, too. Thanks to your son, you are about to become the vice-principal of our school. Is this true?"

It turned out that not only the couple were affected, but even Meng Xiaotian, a little girl who was just in the sixth grade of elementary school, was affected by Lu Yang this time.

Sure enough, once on TV, especially in these days, the people have almost no entertainment, and only well-off families have the opportunity to watch TV at night. Therefore, before and after meals, those who can appear on TV news are the big names in their eyes. If there is such a person in the local area, he will be a living local legend.

Ye Qiuyu and Meng Wenxian looked at each other in the kitchen and couldn't help but feel worried. This news had only been broadcast for a few days, but they didn't expect it to become such a sensation that even their daughter was affected.

Meng Wenxian looked at his wife and said, "Xiao Lu is Tiantian's brother. How did their teacher know about this?"

Ye Qiuyu bit her lower lip and shook her head: "What's the point of saying this now?

Her homeroom teacher is a gossip-monger who likes to pry into other people's gossip. She even found out about the position of the vice-principal that I rejected. What else can't she find out?
Besides, Yangzi attended parent-teacher meetings for Tiantian in the past two years. When we were busy, Yangzi was responsible for picking up and dropping off Tiantian to and from school for more than half a month. Have you forgotten?
In fact, all the teachers in our school know him.”

Meng Wenxian looked at his wife with his mouth wide open.

Then he swallowed and finally said dryly: "Or, why don't you just quit your job?"

He somewhat agreed with his wife's decision to quit her teaching job and retire early.

Because of this incident.

The news that his wife has a billionaire son has spread throughout the school.

There is already a rumor that his wife may become the vice-president of the school with the help of Xiao Lu, and no one knows what will happen in the future.

Ye Qiuyu thought about it and nodded, "Then let's talk to the school leaders tomorrow."

As he spoke, he carried two plates of cooked food and walked towards the kitchen door. "Don't just stand there. Take off your apron, wash your face, and bring out three sets of bowls and chopsticks. Let's eat first. My daughter is waiting for you to tell her about her brother's great achievements."

Although some of her husband's words were harsh to her and made her feel unhappy, she also understood that this was her husband's job.

Now that she had talked it out, she stopped making a nasty face in front of her husband.

But the problem still needs to be solved. Maybe at night, after taking a shower, turning off the lights and going to bed, when the couple lies in bed and completely opens their hearts to each other, they can really come up with a good idea that will not hurt each other's feelings and is acceptable to everyone.

"Jingle Bell."

Coincidentally, when the family of three was having dinner around a small table, the home phone rang.

Meng Xiaotian put down her bowl and chopsticks, ran over quickly and picked up the phone receiver.

Then the next second, she screamed with joy: "Mom, Dad, it was my brother who called. My brother said he was coming back, and I said, brother will definitely come back to see me as soon as he has time. Hehe, brother, have you prepared any gifts for me?"

Ye Qiuyu suddenly stood up.

Meng Wenxian was also a little excited. He clenched his hands tightly holding the bowl and chopsticks, and the couple looked at each other.

"Go and pick it up."

Meng Wenxian said to his wife.

Ye Qiuyu nodded, walked over and snatched the microphone from her daughter: "Yangzi, I'm mom..."

"Mom, I'll bring Yue'er and Xin'er back next week. You haven't seen your granddaughter for a long time. You must miss her, right?"

"It's not a problem. It's very fast to take a plane, and it's not far from the provincial capital to our Baoqing city."

"Mom, you must have been bothered recently, right? My cousins ​​have been calling me these days, saying that they are almost annoyed to death. Many people want to pass messages to me through them. I guess it's the same for you, mom. It's just right that I came back this time to solve it all at once, so that these troubles won't disturb you and Uncle Meng and make you unable to do your normal work."

"Don't worry, mom. It's not a problem. I can handle your son."

In addition to thinking about these things, Lu Yang decided to go back for another purpose, which was because he had decided to give up using the little prodigy as a breakthrough to build a future Fortune 500 technology company.

This company can continue to operate in the future, but it is no longer the focus of his investment. In addition to the little prodigy, Lu Yang also has the little genius. He gave up the little prodigy and worked hard to build the little genius. Even if the little genius now lacks innate conditions, he is still confident that he can build it into a well-known high-tech company at home and abroad in the future. (End of this chapter)