Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Chapter 1250: A perverse young man, fierce and violent (56)

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Hearing this, Xiao Aizhen's mouth twitched twice, and she wanted to say something, but finally stopped talking.

Liu Hong glanced at her with contempt.

What a coward! He didn't even dare to say a word when his brother was scolded like that.

Yes, without a son, you can’t stand up straight.

Fortunately, she gave birth to two sons in succession.

Su Guofu looked at the old lady and said, "Mom, how about... we also take part in it?"

"Why would I want to participate? I haven't found anything in that shabby hole in years. Taking part in it is just throwing money into the water.

I would rather put this money in the bank and earn interest."

Old Mrs. Su is not that stupid.

Seeing her husband's thoughts, Liu Hong quickly advised: "Guoqiang, Mom is right. They have been digging that hole for several years, but they still found nothing.

In the end, we all ended up in debt, and we don’t have the money to mess around.”

"You shallow-eyed bitch, what do you know?"

It's not easy to get angry with the old lady, but Su Guofu is not so polite to his own wife.

"Mom, things are different now. Now that the second girl is here, we might be able to dig something out."

The main thing is, if there was really nothing to be done with that cave, Xiao Aimin wouldn't have gone back to that path.

Su Guofu, who is usually idle and loves to study these things, always feels that there is something fishy here.

Old Madam Su now hated Su Qiao to the core, and she was filled with anger whenever she was mentioned:

"Bah!"

"Do you think that just because she got lucky and found a few small gold beans in the river, she can dig out gold nuggets in the mountains?"

"You're dreaming!"

Liu Hong didn't get any benefits last time, so she disliked Su Qiao very much.

"That's right, Guoqiang, you're praising that little girl too much. She just touched a few golden beans, didn't she? Look at Liu Laosan's daughter Hei Ya, didn't she also touch some gold sand?"

Su Baozhu listened silently until this moment, when she suddenly interrupted and said:

"I once heard Wei Ye say that digging a hole involves many tricks and details, and the water inside is very deep.

Besides, there are so many people digging in our area, but few of them actually find a mineral vein."

"Exactly. Apart from the few in the government, how easy is it to dig up the real red nests?"

Old Mrs. Su didn't think Xiao Aimin had this luck at all.

Besides, the hole had been dug for two or three years, so she was just waiting to see the joke.

"So we really don't want to invest?" Su Guofu was still a little eager.

The old lady glanced at him and said, "If you have the spare money, go ahead. If you lose money, don't come to me."

"Then forget it." He doesn't have a job now, where would he get the money

His small body couldn't handle the heavy work in the mine.

Besides, how could a cultured person like him do such hard labor

Depreciation.

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After taking a quick glance at the Su family, Xiao Aizhen quietly walked out the door.

"Er Ya, why don't you persuade your uncle

He lost all his money in this cave a few years ago, and now he hasn't even paid off his foreign debts, so how dare he dig there again?"

Now when the people in the village heard that it was that hole that was being dug, they all shook their heads and sighed, saying that her brother had become possessed by a demon.

"My dad has his own ideas. There's no need for my aunt to worry."

Su Qiao ran into her as soon as he went out, and he felt that he didn't check the almanac before going out today.

"I'm your real mother!"

Xiao Aizhen couldn't believe that she had no affection for herself at all.

"My mother is making new clothes and a new school bag for me at home."

Su Qiao curled her lips.

Oh, now that you know she’s your biological mother, what were you doing before

Xiao Aizhen was very surprised: "You are going to school?"

Su Qiao was speechless.

Is it that Su Baozhu is the only one who is qualified to go to school