I accidentally married my best friend's son

It was late at night, Yin Cuizhu was wrapped in a highly absorbent and skin-friendly bathrobe, and golden light was shining on the snow-white bed.

But she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

"Mom, what time is it, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Anyway, Hong Yingzhen slept soundly. This kind of VIP treatment can only be enjoyed a few times in a lifetime.

Yin Cuizhu sat up on the bed and said, "I just don't accept it. What's the reason Cui Huizhu gave?"

"I, your mother, have worked hard for most of my life, but in the end, I'm not even as good as a cleaner from the countryside like her. Is God blind to this?"

"What's the point of pondering these things? Everyone has their own destiny..."

Hong Yingzhen was sleepy, muttered something in a daze, and turned over with his back to his mother.

"Why is my life so miserable? Even my own son is here to collect the debt. If I had known, I would have strangled him to death when he was a child. Now he's suing me!"

Just an hour ago, Zhou Tingsheng somehow found her phone number and asked for the child support she owed him over the years.

Zhou Dake wrote down all the expenses he had given her over the years in a small notebook.

It is said that it is the joint property of him and Cui Huizhu, and Cui Huizhu has the right to take it back.

The 100,000 yuan gift is just a waste. To be precise, isn't it my own money to stay in this luxurious suite for one night?

The wedding wine worth hundreds of thousands of yuan turned out to be bitter wine, and I didn't even drink a few sips, but was still squeezed out.

My daughter Hong Yingzhen is very Buddhist, she eats well and sleeps well.

Before I knew it, it was daybreak.

Zhang Jianguo, Cheng Yufei, Yaya and other team members were basically drunk, and the best man was thoughtful enough to give each of them sobering soup.

When he woke up, Xiaoji had messy yellow hair. After combing and dressing up, he was no longer so wild. Captain Li Tinghao asked him to send the guests who stayed overnight.

As a result, his route was the longest, and he set off early after breakfast.

His destination was Hongjia Village in Shangqing. The road conditions were a bit complicated, with several signs indicating road closures for repairs.

The road surface is easily damaged by heavy trucks and other vehicles that pass frequently.

In the car, Yin Cuizhu had dark circles under her eyes and was yawning non-stop. She took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat, feeling a little better. "What do your parents do?"

The young man looks like a rich second-generation. At this age, he drives a Rolls-Royce. There is no doubt that he is a rich second-generation.

Xiaoji was a little annoyed by the question, but still answered politely, "Farmer."

Yin Cuizhu felt a chill in her heart. She obviously didn't believe it and felt that she was being treated perfunctorily.

"Brother Yao Ji, thank you for taking us home. My mom is a bit annoying."

A blush appeared on Hong Yingzhen's face.

Xiaoji smiled and watched the traffic intently. "It's okay. Every time I go back to my hometown, I often encounter people of this age approaching me. Now I'm just going through the same process again."

The child exudes confidence.

This kind of confidence is very attractive.

"He's really a farmer," Yin Cuizhu became excited. It turned out that this kid was the first generation of rich people and was really capable.

"Anyway, Yingzhen is in your store. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask her for help. We are like family, so don't be shy."

"Mom~" Hong Yingzhen felt quite embarrassed, but also felt very happy.

Her mother's mouth once made her wonder whether she inherited her sales ability from her mother.

"Yingzhen has been a good student since she was young. She even served as the student union president in college. Every time I visit her home, the teacher praises her for being motivated and sensible. Of course, all of this is inseparable from my training. It's not easy for a family to have a student at a prestigious university."

Xiaoji was almost sleepy after listening to you. "Yingzhen is very good. I was a poor student and often got into fights. I dropped out of high school before finishing it. After listening to you, I feel a little inferior."

Yin Cuizhu said hurriedly, "Then you have to find a girlfriend who is good at studying. It will save you the trouble of helping your child with homework in the future."

Yaoji countered the challenge, but was telling the truth: "It doesn't matter how educated my girlfriend is, as long as I like her. As for the child's education, I can hire a tutor, but I'd prefer one from Capital University. I'm afraid that ordinary prestigious schools won't be suitable for me."

Yin Cuizhu was unwilling to give in. "What I want in a girlfriend is a clean and honest person, a clean social circle, and parents who teach her by example and set good values in her from a young age."

"Yingzhen inherited this from me. My aunt originally wanted to take the normal school exam to become a teacher, but she missed the mark by a few points. Hope can only be passed on to the next generation."

Xiaoji held back from vomiting. If he hadn't heard something from his godmother, he would have almost believed it.

There was no peace along the way, and finally the car arrived at the destination.

Yaoji turned around and was about to get in the car, but Yin Cuizhu grabbed his arm and insisted that he stay at home for lunch.

Hong Yingzhen also tried to persuade him to stay, saying that it would be inappropriate for him to leave again.

"Yingzhen, hurry up! Let him in and spend more time chatting with him. Young people have more topics to talk about when they are together."

Seeing Xiaoji enter the house, the youngest daughter Hong Yingzhen also went in.

Yin Cuizhu then ran towards her own plantation.

As he ran, he shouted, "Ying Qiang! Ying Qiang!"

Hong Yingqiang walked out from the lush garden. "What's going on? I'm busy right now. Why are you shouting so urgently?"

Yin Cuizhu came closer and whispered a few words into her son's ear.

Hong Yingqiang nodded continuously and put on a smile.

"I understand. I'll drive over now."

After washing his dirty hands casually, Hong Yingqiang drove to the street.

He ran excitedly to his wife Jang Hera's shop.

Zhang Hela was setting the table, wearing a chef's hat. "Are you done with the garden? Come find me here when you have time?"

"My sister Yingzhen brought her boyfriend, who drives a Rolls-Royce, to our house. Please quickly make a few signature dishes for me to take back."

"Oh."

Zhang Hela put down the cutlery, picked up the tongs and was about to continue.

"Why aren't you enthusiastic?" Hong Yingqiang asked in a reproachful tone.

His wife Zhang Hela lowered her head and continued with the work at hand. "Why are you so enthusiastic? It's not like I'm looking for a boyfriend."

Hong Yingqiang immediately understood what she meant. His eldest sister was already in her early thirties and still unmarried, and people were gossiping about her. Now he was worrying about his younger sister, and he couldn't hide it from her.

"My sister Zhengyou...will get married sooner or later. She can't stay in our house and work for the rest of her life."

Zhang Hela spoke slowly and in a low voice, "Do you know how expensive it is to hire a worker these days? I'm pregnant again now, so I have to consider the future of my child."

"I want to renovate the model apartment in downtown Weier. Can I afford it without your elder sister Yingyou?"

A series of questions left Hong Yingqiang speechless.

"Yingzhen brought her boyfriend home. What do you think your elder sister Yingyou will think? She doesn't use her brain all day long."

"But it will be good for us if my younger sister marries into a rich family." Hong Yingqiang was not convinced.

Zhang Hela patiently answered them one by one: "Yingzhen has always disliked us. What good do you think it will do? Brains are a good thing. Do you have them?"

"Anyway, your sister Yingyou absolutely cannot get married in the next two years. She's busy working in the fields all year round, so she doesn't need to buy many clothes, and it doesn't cost much. This saves us a lot of money. At most, we can give her a big red envelope when she gets married."

Hong Yingqiang thought about it and realized that this was true.