Because of the dream, Xu Mengtian knew that in a few years, these old people who lived in the cowshed would be rehabilitated.
At that time, not only will they be subsidized, but their original properties will also be returned.
Not to mention anything else, these four old guys in the bullpen now have several courtyard houses in Beijing.
If they just gave her a car in the future, wouldn't she take off?
When the time comes, even her uncle Xu Wanmin will support her...
Relying on his dream, Xu Mengtian felt that he was the darling of the world and the prophet of all things. His attitude towards life and work was also very proud and complacent.
He doesn't take ordinary people seriously at all.
Oh no, it should be said that she didn't take it to heart even for an old and powerful leader like her uncle.
She is a prophet, so who is she afraid of?
She is the darling of this world!
Zhao Lei didn't know what Xu Mengtian was thinking.
He just felt that there was something wrong with Xu Mengtian.
Although it is great to be able to marry a good-looking girl, what he values more is the character of the other party.
There is a certain truth to what our ancestors said about marrying a virtuous wife.
Especially for someone like Zhao Lei, he needs to marry a virtuous girl.
So now he is very happy that Xu Mengtian ruined their engagement.
Zhao Lei was too lazy to pay attention to the nervous Xu Mengtian, so he walked towards the bullpen.
Xu Mengtian was a little angry when she saw Zhao Lei passing by without giving her an extra glance.
"Zhao Lei, do you hate me very much?"
Xu Mengtian began to find a sense of existence for himself: "You hate me for ruining your marriage, right? I tell you, it is my decision to regret the marriage. If you hate me, come to me. You are not allowed to cause trouble for Yao Zhiqing. "
"If you dare to make trouble for him, I'm not done with you."
Zhao Lei originally didn't want to pay attention to Xu Mengtian, but when he heard her pretentious words, he couldn't hold it back, stopped and turned around.
Xu Mengtian puffed up his chest slightly.
Very proud and not timid at all.
The next second, Zhao Lei sneered.
"You didn't go to a doctor to look at your brain?"
"What?"
"If there is something wrong with your brain, you need to treat it as soon as possible. Don't let it turn into a terminal illness without knowing it."
Zhao Lei also has a very vicious mouth.
Xu Mengtian, who originally wanted to establish his presence in front of Zhao Lei, didn't expect that Zhao Lei, a short-lived ghost, could be so sharp-tongued?
How is this different from the stupid big guy in her dream who couldn't beat a fart with three sticks?
What went wrong?
Is it because Zhao Lei was so sad after his marriage was regretted that he acted so abnormally?
Xu Mengtian thought for a while and agreed with his judgment.
Zhao Lei, an old man, must have been so angry that he did such an abnormal thing.
Yes, that's it.
Xu Mengtian affirmed himself with confidence.
Little did he know that Zhao Lei didn't pay attention to her every move.
Zhao Lei's attitude towards the ruined marriage has also changed from feeling disappointed at the beginning, to accepting it calmly, and now to being extremely happy.
Xu Mengtian thought he was invincible.
I don’t know that Zhao Lei is very happy now because he is not married.
He walked into the bullpen.
Xu Mengtian wanted to follow him, but Zhao Lei's look in his face severely pinned him to the spot.
Her heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.
At this time, an inappropriate thought came to her mind, that is, could she have missed a good man?
As soon as this idea came to his mind, Xu Mengtian immediately shook his head to get rid of this inappropriate thought.
"No, no, how is that possible? In the dream, Zhao Lei and his colleague Lu Ye died together."
"How could I possibly think he is a good man? I don't want to be a widow."
Xu Mengtian said, patting his cheek and stamping his feet. The snowflakes falling from the sky are getting bigger and bigger. She doesn't want to be cold here. She wants to go home to find Yao Zhiqing.
As for Zhao Lei?
Whatever he does with the bullpen guys.
Anyway, this short-lived ghost will never see the day when the old man in the bullpen is rehabilitated. She doesn't have to worry about Zhao Lei taking away her opportunity.
Let her think about it, in what year was the death of Zhao Lei mentioned in the dream?
It's the end of 1972, it seems to be 1976.
By the way, in 1976, the ship sank and everyone on the ship died.
She originally thought that if Zhao Lei had a better attitude, she might reluctantly reveal it to him for the sake of his admiration for her.
But it's a pity that Zhao Lei is a damn short-lived ghost.
How dare he call himself mentally ill?
In this case, let him die.
Die early and be born early!
Xu Mengtian's vicious thoughts are very inconsistent with her age.
Humming a little tune, she left the bullpen and returned home. I went to the kitchen to get something to eat, and went to the educated youth spot to find someone...
What happened in Zhaojia Village was naturally unknown to Lin Sui and the others on the island.
She also didn't know that Xu Mengtian, a "foreseeing prophet", concluded that her husband and many soldiers on the island would die in a shipwreck in 1976.
At this moment, she was busy working.
The fry were transported from Qinjia Village. She, Liao Hongmei and others were busy watching the fry fall into the fish pond.
I'm afraid these little guys have just moved and are not used to the environment here.
Fortunately, they don't seem to have this problem, and start swimming happily as soon as they enter the water.
Seeing this scene, both Lin Sui and everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.
It took two days to move dozens of fish fry in wicker baskets, and another three days to get used to it. Finally, people can feel completely at ease.
The breeding side was left to Liao Hongmei and others to keep an eye on. Lin Sui handed over the design drawing of the processing plant that he drew. Commander Liu, Commander Fang and others applauded.
"This is such a nice picture."
Mr. Fang was in a meeting and saw the pictures drawn by Lin Sui and praised him in person.
He even raised his head and found his beloved student: "Lu Ye, I remember that Comrade Xiaolin only graduated from high school? Do you want our army to issue a letter of recommendation so that she can go to college?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the conference room looked at Lu Ye.
Lu Ye closed his notebook, raised his head and said with a helpless tone, "Teacher, I am already twenty-eight."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Teacher Fang couldn't keep up with Lu Ye's thoughts for a while.
But Zhang Yuan, who was sitting next to Lu Ye, couldn't help but laugh.
"Zhang Yuan, why are you laughing?"
Teacher Fang asked.
Zhang Yuan pursed his lips, forced himself to hold back his laughter and stood up: "Sir, I just thought of something funny."
As the words fell, the others also laughed.
Some people even couldn't help laughing.
Teacher Fang was also happy.
"What? Everyone thought of something funny?"
Mr. Fang is still very kind. During ordinary meetings, he is like the patriarch of these people.
So when he saw everyone laughing, although he couldn't figure out what they were laughing at, he could still joke along.
Only Lu Ye had a calm face.
"Zhang Yuan, tell me, what funny thing did you think of?"
