Feng Xi hugged Yan Xin and cried for more than ten minutes, crying sadly, and tears even more.

Yan Xin was a little doubtful whether she had burst into tears for the rest of her life.

During this process, he did not dare to look at Feng Xi, and raised his hands, indicating that his hands were very innocent and did not take this opportunity to do unreasonable things.

He tried to struggle, but was held too tightly to break free.

Moreover, every time he struggled, he was filled with Feng Xi's even more sad cry.

He didn't dare to struggle later.

Feng's mother took this opportunity to educate her son:

"Look, how sad your sister is? If you die, she will not be even more sad?"

Feng Chen was moved and guilty, thinking to himself: "I thought no one at home would care about me, and I didn't expect that I would commit suicide. My sister was so sad. Alas, Yan Xin was right. It was too irresponsible for me to make this choice."

Feng's mother said again: "Didn't you just not getting into college? How many people haven't got into college? Are you still living the same? Where is it that you are seeking death?"

After saying this, he asked Yan Xin again:

"Xiao Yan, how many points did you get in the college entrance examination?"

She didn't know Yan Xin's name, but she knew that this was the twelve groups of Yan's children under the hill.

Yan Xin was very depressed and thought to himself: "I am not your son-in-law in this life. How do you mean to step on me?"

When people asked, they didn't answer: "It's over 180 points."

When he was in junior high school, he entered the rebellious period and had a bad relationship with his father. He felt that not studying seriously was revenge on his father, and it was already a blessing to get into high school.

He is a poor student in the garbage school of No. 2 Middle School, so it would be strange if he can get good grades in the college entrance examination.

If he could return to junior high school, he would definitely try his best to learn, so that he would win himself a more decent life.

It's too late to regret now.

"Look," Feng's mother said to her son, "Xiao Yan's test was worse than you, and he was not unhappy. What's the point of not being able to think about it?"

Feng Chen felt a little better inexplicably and made another promise to his mother: "Mom, don't worry, I will never do such a stupid thing again."

Yan Xin felt very depressed and even more determined to his thoughts: "Don't have anything to do with their family in this life."

He saved his son and came to step on him. Such a mother-in-law is really unbearable.

He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

But he was held by Feng Xi and couldn't break free, so he could only stand there in embarrassment.

After more than ten minutes, Feng Xi's emotions were almost vented, and then he let go of him, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry! I've lost my composure just now."

"Uh, it's okay," Yan Xin said, "Your brother said too. You won't do such stupid things again, so don't worry."

Feng Xi nodded and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Yan Xin replied, and said:

"It's nothing, then I'll leave."

When he left, he was muttering:

"I didn't expect this woman would say sorry and even say thank you..."

People who have lived together for several years think they can’t understand it anymore, but they don’t expect that they still have a little-known side.

It made him feel quite magical.

He also thought: "Her politeness is probably just for strangers. As her husband, he can only accept her negative energy, but he is not qualified to enjoy her politeness."

But when I recalled my attitude in my marriage life over the years, it seemed that I was not much better.

Whether you are a security guard or a delivery guy, you are very polite to outsiders, and even when the other party criticizes you, you have to smile.

But when I get home, I rarely tolerate my wife, and I often throw away emotional garbage.

The two people quarreled endlessly and were bothered by each other, which was really not a problem for one person.

Home, for many people, is not a shelter, just a lounge where disguises are removed and an emotional garbage collection station.

The reason is: "I'm very tired when I'm outside looking at other people's faces all day. Do you still have to look at your face when you get home?"

Shaking his head, dispelling the unpleasant memories in his heart.

——Anyway, I won’t have any ties with this family in the future, so don’t think about these things.

After returning home, I changed into clean clothes and fell on the bed, thinking about the future.

After being reborn once, he didn't want to live as embarrassed as he did in his previous life.

In his previous life, he was either a security guard or a delivery guy, and he was not motivated. He didn't know much about the era he lived in, especially in business, which was very far away from him. He cared more about the life he faced.

Although there are memories about the future, those memories involve little business.

I probably remember that the stock market trends in the past two years were the last glory of A-shares, and they have never risen since then.

Then there is Moutai, which has the highest market value in China.

There is also the hype Bitcoin.

With such memories, you will definitely be more decent in this life than in your previous life.

But that's a little far.

Even if the stock market is closest to now, it has nothing to do with him at present - because he has no money, his family has no money, and he can't even get a few thousand dollars.

He thought about how to make money at this stage but couldn't find a shortcut.

It seems that I can only work.

"The most important thing now is to make money quickly and build a new house."

Lying on the bed and looking at the roof, Yan Xin thought so.

Most of the villages are buildings, and a few are red brick houses, but only his house is a house made of earthen bricks.

The family was poor, and his mother fell ill when she gave birth to him. He died when he was in junior high school. It was not easy for his father to take advantage of the family’s land to support him in school. Not only did he not save money, but he also owed some foreign debts.

In this case, naturally I don’t care about building a house.

The house is already very dilapidated.

It rains heavily outside and light rain inside.

In Yan Xin's memory, more than two years later, when the snow disaster came, the broken house was crushed, and his father was seriously injured and became a cripple.

Later, his early death was also related to this.

He certainly didn't want such a thing to happen again after being reborn.

A new house must be built before the snow disaster comes.

Nowadays, building a house does not require much money. If you don’t need to have a large area, you can make do with 10,000 or 20,000 yuan.

However, the current salary is quite touching.

"It should be no problem to go out to work, save some money, and then open an account to trade stocks in a year or two to earn a new house."

Yan Xin thought this way.

However, I can't go out to work for the time being.

The double grab is about to get the first step, so he has to help his dad finish the double grab.

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