Wufu looked up. This was not what others said, but Song Weihong's mother Zhao Guihua.

Zhao Guihua recently didn't know whether it was because of Shu Yun's busy work or something. She didn't make a big name in the village. Since she came back from the county town, Wufu has rarely seen her.

But the villagers said that the Shu family and the Song family were also unhappy.

Always make trouble for money.

Of course, the Song family hoped that Shu Yun would take out the money, but Shu Yun didn't take it for a long time. So, the marriage matter seemed to be gone, just like that.

Zhao Guihua obviously seems to have become much older and haggard.

As soon as Zhao Guihua's words came out, no one in the village agreed. Everyone knew the grudges between their family and Wufu family.

However, at the beginning, because Zhao Guihua and Shu Yun spread rumors in the village that the five blessings were loved by each person, the villagers really believed it.

However, since the matter between Song Weihong and Shu Yun has been made public, everyone knows that the person who loves the other is Song Weihong.

No wonder Wu Fu suddenly turned against Song Weihong and beat him like that because Song Weihong and Shu Yun got involved.

Of course, she will definitely be dissatisfied with the opening of a factory in Wufu Family.

Some people in the village immediately couldn't bear to see Zhao Guihua making such a fuss, for fear that the fuss would continue. What if the factory failed to open, what would they do?

As the sweet potato factory was opened, they had the opportunity to go in and earn their wages.

So someone deliberately made a fuss, "Auntie Guihua, since you don't agree, it's better to let you bloom."

"Yes, as long as someone in the village is willing to open a factory, we can go to work alone, and we don't care." The villagers smiled when they said this.

This is obvious, just to mock Zhao Guihua, knowing that she can't afford to open a factory.

It costs at least a few thousand yuan to open a factory.

"I..." Zhao Guihua was angry and pointed at the person and cursed, "What are you flattering each of you? The family makes money, and it has nothing to do with you. So what if you have money, do you give it to you? You want to stand out here."

Zhao Guihua's words aroused public anger.

The villagers were not polite and started attacking, "Isn't it your family now that you have money? Isn't it your daughter-in-law in the county town? They have paid several thousand yuan quickly. Why don't you take out the money to open a factory? With the support from the village, isn't that the same?"

"Yes, yes, it's so easy to earn money. Isn't it just a lack of leg, and nothing big is going to happen."

Zhao Guihua was squeezed by the villagers and gritted her teeth, "You..."

Seeing that Zhao Guihua was about to quarrel with the villagers, the village party secretary slapped them in the face and signaled them to be calm.

After everyone was quiet, the village party secretary said to Zhao Guihua, "Aunt Guihua, the people's words are right. It is imperative to open a factory in the village. As I said just now, it is the minority who obeys the majority. If you are willing to open a factory, I will support you if you need help. Just like Wufu family, on the contrary, you cannot stop others from opening a factory. This can be regarded as benefiting the villagers."

Zhao Guihua snorted and glanced at Wufu, "What kind of benefits are you seeking? Their factories are opened one after another. What benefits are our villagers getting? I said I would go to a pastry factory to work. Not only did I not let me work, but I also called me out directly. Is this called seeking benefits for the villagers?"

Wufu smiled coldly and glanced at Zhao Guihua, "Wouldn't it be like asking you to work for someone like you to catch a mouse and put it into the rice jar?"
Chapter completed!