Chapter 130 Yu Meixiu's Dream

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Zhang Yu looked at Yu Meixiu's expressionless face, smiled and said, "Why didn't you do it! I'll give you 500,000 yuan a month! You can spend whatever you want. Every day you go out to travel, spend time and drink, eat, drink, and gamble, and raise your little white face. . Flower world, what can't be done!"

Yu Meixiu heard the words with a hateful expression, pinched Zhang Yu vigorously, and with her son, ooh, screamed, "Nonsense! You little bastard."

Zhang Yu endured the pain and said with a smile: "Mother! Let me tell you something. Don't call your son a bastard. From a genetic point of view, it's not good for you! Oops! Omg. I was wrong, I was wrong! Old lady! , I won't say it again."

Yu Meixiu looked at Zhang Yu's miserable state of begging for mercy, and let go of the iron clamps in her hands, saying, "Stinky boy! If you have money, you will be a bull. Let me tell you! If you have money, I will help you save, marry a wife, and buy a house. . Absolutely can't take it out and spend it! You know what?"

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "I see! I see, I'll give you the money. By the way, mother, don't I remember that you like fashion design. Otherwise, I think you will go to the capital to find a fashion design school. Go for further studies. When you come back, my son will give you money, open a big clothing store, and design your own clothes. How about making your dreams come true when you were young? It’s interesting!”

When Yu Meixiu heard the words, she bit her lip. Now Zhang Yu spoke to her heart... Yu Meixiu used to have a dream of becoming a fashion designer. When she was young, she wanted to wear a wedding dress she designed to get married. Of course, the dream is full, the reality is skinny.

Yu Meixiu has gone through an unhappy married life, coupled with so many years of social experience, ups and downs, and now her dream has gradually faded and disappeared. But after all, she was also a person who had dreams in the past. Now, as long as she sees those designers in the factory and come up with some products, she feels itchy. Although she can also design, she still has Not a small difference. At the same time, envy, jealousy, and hatred, if only I could design it myself.

Yu Meixiu was shot by her son's bow and hit ten rings, but after considering it comprehensively, she was a little confused and said, "Is this okay, son! I'm so old, how can I still go to school at my age. "

When Zhang Yu heard the words, he said, "Oh my old lady! You are so big! Put on some heavy makeup and say you are my sister, and some people believe it! You haven't even reached the second spring. As for the marking line, what is the difference between you and you on the Long March of Ten Thousand Miles! Listen to me, leave that exhausting factory as soon as possible. Go to the capital and find the best and most expensive school. Let’s study hard. Don’t worry! We won’t do it now. poor money,

Maybe you are happy with your studies, but you may not want to go to Europe for further study. "

Yu Meixiu laughed when she heard it, and said, "The more you talk, the more you go! I'm going to go to Europe for further study. You've made some money now, and it looks like a lot for the time being, but that anchor is not stable. I can guarantee it. I will calm down and study hard in the capital, it will be good! I still want to go to Europe! Maybe next month, you can’t even guarantee a thousand yuan.”

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "It's not my mother to look down on people! Let me tell you! The novel written by your son and I will be published. It will be sold in the market after the year. At that time, just a few million will not be called money. .You wait to be the rich generation in the future, just spend whatever you want!"

Yu Meixiu was confused and said, "Why do you want to publish a book again! What are you talking about! Are you under too much pressure from studying recently, son? Should we go to the hospital for a look! You? How come there is no talk and no trouble, and then the host will be the anchor for a while, and then the book will be published again." After speaking, Yu Meixiu touched Zhang Yu's forehead with a worried look to see if he was sick or not, whether he was mentally ill.

Zhang Yu shook his head, got rid of Yu Meixiu's palm, and said with a smile: "Oh my mother! I have already told you. As an anchor, I am actually telling stories on the Internet. What to tell, myself A novel that I took time to write. Now it not only has a great influence on the Internet, but also the text version of the novel has a great influence. It has been picked up by a publishing house and has entered the stage of physical distribution. The contract has been signed! I will take it out. show you."

When Yu Meixiu heard this, she said in surprise: "Really son! You didn't make fun of your mother!"

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "What am I making fun of you! You're not a slice of mutton! What I said is true."

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he turned and walked to the bookshelf, opened the door of the bookshelf, took out a portfolio, took out the contract inside, and handed it to Yu Meixiu.

Yu Meixiu picked it up and looked at it, but she couldn't understand it. There were some legal provisions on it, but she could still understand the title. It was indeed a contract about publishing.

Only then did Yu Meixiu believe that what her son said was true, which made her expression a little uncomfortable. Said: "Son! It turns out that you have done so many things. I don't know at all, you have to go to school, be an anchor, and write a novel, can your body take it? Don't be exhausted! You Mom, I'm just a sweetheart like you. If you're too tired! You'll let your mother live!" After speaking, he pouted and looked aggrieved, tears rolling in his eyes.

When Zhang Yu saw this, his nose was sour. He didn't expect that after his mother learned about all this, she was not happy for the family to get a lot of money. Instead, she was worried about her body and looked very sad.

Zhang Yu's eyes were also red when he saw this scene, and he said warmly: "Mom! Don't worry. You have also seen my son's body, strong, look at the little mouse on my biceps. , has become a big mouse. As I said before, my son has grown up and no longer has to walk by the corner of your clothes. I will carry this family and your mother in the future. Everyone is jealous of you, so you can tell everyone proudly. I have raised a good son! A filial son! A son who makes you extremely proud."

Yu Meixiu's tears were now uncontrollable, and kept streaming down her cheeks. She couldn't say anything, she just started crying. You must know that Yu Meixiu has been alone for many years, with a boy, and the hard work is difficult to express in a few words.

Zhang Yu also has red eyes and a sour nose... Although he came from the earth, after all, after combining Zhang Yu's memory here, the mother-son love for Yu Meixiu is also a real mother-son love.

Zhang Yu From a realistic point of view, the parents of the earth are unable to fulfill their filial piety. I can only leave all my filial piety to Yu Meixiu's mother. My only wish now is that Yu Meixiu can be happy and happy all her life.

Yu Meixiu cried for a while and wiped her tears... As a woman who has endured family pressure for so many years, it seems that the feeling of crying has made her very unfamiliar. (To be continued.) Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.