《Agribusiness tycoon gets rich in the chronology》Chapter 21-22
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Divorce is something that has never been heard in the small mountain villages of this era. When Jiang Wenlan took a burden and entered Wanjia Village and said that he was divorced, it was tantamount to throwing a bomb into the water.
"Why, Wenlan doesn't want her man anymore?"
"Oh, one of my relatives is over there, saying that Wenlan has not given birth for several years, and that man secretly enlarged a woman's belly. No, it's divorced. "
Oh, that Wenlan is really hard, I don't know that Jiang Erli told her to stay at home."
"I think it's difficult . I have been married for several years. Wenlan has never come back and hasn't been filial. On the front line, Tuesday Hong's snobbery, it's strange to be happy."
Jiang Erli's family, Tuesday Hong's roar can be heard far away, "Unlucky! Shame! I tell you, you damn girl, people don't want you, don't even think about it. Come back, this home, where there is no place for you, where are you going to die!"
Those who are idle and fine, are all around the door of his house, not far and close to watch the excitement.
Jiang Wenlan didn't give Tuesday red a look, she just looked straight at Jiang Erli, "I'm just here to ask, did my father press this handprint."
She held a piece of paper, and the paragraph on it was pressed red. Mudra.
Jiang Erli recognized it at a glance, and he paused without speaking.
This is the year when he received the bride price with one hand, and with the handprint on the other hand, he became the captain of the commune and met the big people in the town.
But he asked himself, he didn't feel bad, he gave birth to the girl, whether it was dead or alive, he said.
Jiang Wenlan understood everything.
"I didn't think about pointing at you. Since my father pressed this fingerprint, then I have nothing to do with you. From now on, I will live and die, and you don't have to worry about it. "
She folded the paper and put it in her arms, and without hesitation, she walked towards the town police station.
"Hey, hey, eldest sister, where are you going?" Jiang Wenzheng didn't understand what was going on, so he saw Jiang Wenlan running away, "Father, what handprints, you really don't let the eldest sister live in our house, crowded with Wenxiu. That's it."
"Whoever squeezes with her, I won't squeeze!" Jiang Wenxiu was the first to disagree.
On Tuesday, Hong still cursed, "This dead girl, no wonder our family's bad luck recently, it's this dead girl that's in the
way. Leave her alone , she's better outside!" As soon as Jiang Yingchun returned home, I heard that Jiang Wenlan was divorced and returned. In her home village, Jiang Erli and her husband didn't want her, and she didn't know where to go now.
She had some impressions of Jiang Wenlan. In the original book, she was Jiang Yingchun's best eldest sister in his childhood. Jiang Dali, really loves this niece.
At that time, Jiang Dali wanted to let his younger brother get married, and he delayed for several years. He watched his well-behaved niece and was directly raised as a daughter. Jiang Wenlan at that time said it was Jiang Dali's daughter. But Jiang Wenlan married someone at the age of eighteen. After that, it was as if the world had evaporated, and she never returned to Wanjia Village. In her memory, the image of this sister has faded. In this era, many women are slaves to fate, and all the injustices in life are regarded as fate. She knew that if a person did not have the heart to save herself, it would be useless for others to work hard, but she was still a little worried about Jiang Wenlan. "Yingchun, are you at home?" In the evening , Yingqiu fell asleep, Yingxia was doing homework, and Yingchun went out to see, " Sister Wenlan ?" The memory is a bit thin, but in the impression, Jiang Wenlan is a beautiful girl, but now Standing in front of her was a thin and disfigured woman. Jiang Wenlan is only twenty-two years old. Jiang Wenlan held Jiang Yingchun's hand and looked up and down, "When I grow up, I am alive and well. When I got married, you were still a crying little girl. Now, you can feed the summer and the autumn."
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She had a calm tone and a bit of joy, which made
Jiang Yingchun hesitate. " Sister Wenlan ?" Jiang Wenlan squeezed the hair that was scattered to her side. Don't blame me."
Now, her only regret is that she couldn't knock her head off her uncle.
Jiang Yingchun didn't expect that Jiang Wenlan had just gotten divorced, and she didn't complain about others, didn't cry, and was so peaceful.
She no longer hesitated and pulled Jiang Wenlan into the house, "It's okay, Sister Wenlan, you must have your
problems, what do you plan to do in the future?" Jiang Wenlan was pleased with Yingchun's attitude, and would not sigh and lament at her. Her injustice persuaded her to ask the disgusting man to remarry.
She calmly told Jiang Yingchun about her experience.
"I just came out of the police station." After being
married for four years, she had taken many medicines and all weird things because she didn't have a baby. If she couldn't stand it, she wanted to go home and have a look, but she was a man. Don't let it.
You were beaten when you said that you were anxious, "I bought it at a big price. Do you think your natal family wants you to go back?"
"You just stay with me and give birth to Laozi!"
This time the land is divided, they have no children. Family, no matter how difficult it is to maintain superficial peace.
She also looked forward to sharing more and less land, and she was also uncomfortable. Anyway, she discussed the two people to go to the hospital to check their bodies.
As a result, he couldn't give birth to a man.
She doesn't hate not having children. As long as two people live well, even if they can't go back to her parents' house, she will bear it.
But that beast, that beast!
He even let other men, let other men... let her borrow seeds.
She couldn't bear it, and cowardly thought that life could be so easy. As a result, a woman in the village who was pregnant with a child died of a man. His man had hooked up with that woman within a few days, and said that the woman's belly was He made it big.
She was fed up with that brute man and filed for divorce.
The man readily agreed, just to make room for the pregnant woman, but her divorce is conditional.
"I'm asking for money from the house."
She left the man's diagnosis certificate to go to the hospital for examination, and changed almost all the savings at home.
She thought she would live a good life after returning to her natal home.
But the man took out a piece of paper, and what he said made her heart cold.
"You're a cunt, every day looking forward to return to her family back home, I tell you the truth, did your father to my three hundred bride price, by a fingerprint, you sold me!"
"I and the year on Your dead dad has said that, in the future, you will never interact with each other!"
"You go away, you go away quickly, you go back and see if your parents want you, Jiang Wenlan, I will say, you are your parents picked up , Not her own person at all!"
She remembered each sentence clearly.
"Yingchun, when I looked at my father's eyes, I understood everything. They really sold me back then. I turned around and went to the police station."
Jiang Yingchun nodded fiercely. That's right. Some are a little excited, Jiang Wenlan, is really a rare person who is brave enough to fight against fate.
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"But people say that I am divorced and the business is not established, and there is no business on this paper."
"Then what are you going to do?" Jiang Yingchun had a lot of thoughts in her heart, but she still listened to Jiang Wenlan first.
"I thought well, this latter rest of my life, I could not eat a useless gas, I do not married, do not ask my parents, I myself live, I must put the day, gave good!"
"My hand There is some money in it. Tomorrow, I will talk to the village head uncle, move the household registration in, divide some land, and plant the land well. I see that many people are now self-employed. You know, I have liked sewing and mending since I was a child. I will make some clothes in New Year, and in the future, I plan to make clothes for sale."
Jiang Yingchun almost admired this woman.
She immediately thought of the half-carriage of fabric she was still on the road.
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Sister Wenlan , I believe that in the future, your life will be wonderful. Come and help me." At first, Jiang Wenlan lived in the yard next door that Jiang Yingchun bought, and no one cared.
A woman who is divorced, has no man, and does not want her parents, so she can have anything to do with muddy flowers.
But the next thing is eye-opening.
Yingchun bought a half-cart of cloth from somewhere, and bought a sewing machine. Jiang Wenlan became a tailor.
It's cloth and sewing machine. How much does it cost? Yingchun girl can toss. Also, if you don't know a big Chinese character, what kind of clothes will you do?
As a result, when Jiang Yingchun's greenhouse was completed, Jiang Yingchun's clothes were sold to the provincial capital.
Soon after, the order came, and Jiang Yingchun bought two more sewing machines and started hiring.
The leader of this recruitment is Jiang Wenlan.
Originally, Jiang Yingchun did not expect to start the clothing business so soon, she planned to focus on agricultural planting.
By coincidence, when she came back from Xuancheng, she encountered a big sale of fabrics at the wholesale store next to the train station.
The boss has explored new business opportunities and is waiting for the clearance to collect funds.
"Hey, is now a good time to catch up with the country, I want the South to the sea, this fabric also shift the money can be earned too little, I've got clearance, earn a lot of money waiting for me to do."
That cloth sell They are really cheap, and many people buy them one by one.
Jiang Yingchun, who had the contact information of the clothing store owner in his pocket, had some thoughts.
She looked at the fabric, plain cotton and satin khaki, it was pretty good.
The 200 yuan package was round, and I asked the boss to find a consignment, plus the contact information of the fabric supplier.
She planned to put the fabric first and make some clothes for her family to wear when she had time, but unexpectedly, Jiang Wenlan appeared.
For the first time, Jiang Yingchun felt that some people are really ingenious, and Jiang Wenlan is simply a person who can eat clothing.
Jiang Yingchun just simply said the styles of the clothes, and she can do it all. Although she doesn't have much literacy, she can understand the clothing tailoring books that Jiang Yingchun bought.
With such a talent, Jiang Yingchun made a decisive decision to make clothes.
After the brothers settled the accounts, Jiang Yingchun and Jiang Wenlan signed a contract to cut clothes according to the drawings she gave, and try it out for a month.
Jiang Wenlan can make one piece a day, and each piece is qualified.
For more than a month, I made more than 40 pieces of clothes, a short coat with a diagonal khaki collar, and a cotton dress with an A-line version. Jiang Yingchun sent one each to the boss of Xuancheng. Within a few days, the deposit contract will follow. When the telegram came back, the other party made it clear that as much as possible.
Forty clothes go out, and 300 yuan is easy to get.
The three hundred yuan Jiang Yingchun paid Jiang Wenlan a salary, and the rest just happened to be able to buy two more sewing machines.
Jiang Yingchun looked at Jiang Wenlan who was a little bit happy, "Sister Wenlan, recruit a few more people, you will take the lead and continue to do it."
Some people fell into the mud, and someone pulled it, and they could shine, Jiang Wenlan was The best example.
Who could have imagined that Jiang Wenlan, who was not optimistic at the time, has now become the leader of everyone's curiosity.
Looking at the long line at Yingchun's house with her stomach upright on Tuesday, Hong was really jealous.
"His father, you said, can I go to Yingchun to make clothes?"
Zhao Lao Er was looking at the girl's writing notebook. He didn't know much, and there were many words in the girl's writing notebook that he didn't know, but the more he read The more beautiful in my heart.
Hearing Tue Hong's words, he was unhappy, "You have a big belly, and you mix something."
Tue Hong stretched out her head and looked at her daughter's writing notebook, and was also happy, "I'm not thinking about it, making more money. Just like your eldest brother's house, do you let Man Yin go to school? Look at Man Hong, carrying a schoolbag to school every day, our girl jealous."
Zhao Lao Er nodded, "Go, go next year, you don't have to worry about money. I make money." On
Tuesday, Hong slapped the words of his own man, no matter how beautiful, "Then I will work again when this comes out in my belly. I asked that day, and Yingchun said that work is indispensable, and she will be able to live in a greenhouse in the future. , I have to find someone."
"No hurry, take care of yourself. I haven't told you yet. When I went there in the morning, Yingchun said that she wants to buy fabrics, so she has to find someone to pick up and deliver the goods in the county. Ask me if I want to do it, I should, two yuan per trip."
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