The fat girl had a good plan. She first begged to marry Zhang Dalin. If she had a good relationship with Lu Mo's family, she would have the opportunity to go to Pingjiang to treat her health. As long as she cured the strange disease, she would definitely be useless.

I spent my whole life with a coward, and it was terrifying to think about it. The fat girl was so aggrieved.

"We won't sit anymore. My in-laws should go and book a house quickly. You can't let Dalin and my family unite and get married and still squeeze here!" The fat aunt smiled softly, but her words were full of nails.

The fat girl and Zhang Dalin have already signed a marriage certificate. Yang Jinfeng must write her son's name when buying a new house. This will be the post-marriage property of his daughter and Zhang Dalin. If he divorces, his daughter will still get half of it.

House prices will definitely get higher and higher. In a few years, maybe more than 100,000 yuan will be needed, and my daughter will definitely not lose money when she divorces.

The fat aunt's eyes were shining. She was much smarter than Yang Jinfeng. Before she got to ask Zhang Dalin for a certificate, she asked the lawyer for a clear inquiries. Fortunately, Yang Jinfeng's family was not very smart and easy to fool.

"I can still live if I squeeze in..."

The old house was empty, and Yang Jinfeng was reluctant to save the deposit for most of her life and didn't want to buy a new house anymore.

Anyway, she has already gotten married, and the fat girl is already from her Zhang family. She can still fly if she doesn't buy a new house.

When the fat aunt heard what she meant, her face suddenly sank. She looked at Zhang Dalin dissatisfied, "The reason why my silver syndicate is willing to get a certificate with you is to be honest and kind, and you love others. You promised to buy a new house at my house. Only then did the old man and I agree. Now that I want to turn against each other after getting the certificate, right?"

Zhang Dalin's face turned red, and his father Zhang Baosheng was the same. He was both ashamed and embarrassed, feeling sorry for the fat girl.

"Definitely...buy!"

Zhang Dalin was too anxious and stuttered, staring at Yang Jinfeng, and said dissatisfiedly: "Mm..."

He finally got a wife, but his mother was dragging him down. Do you want him to be a bachelor for the rest of his life!

An honest person either doesn’t get angry. If you really get angry, it will make people panic. Yang Jinfeng feels like this now because both honest people at home are getting angry.

"After I don't buy a house, Dalin and I won't pay the salary, so we will save money to buy it ourselves." Zhang Baosheng threatened.

His son is almost 30 years old, and he is in his early fifties. His colleagues at his age in the workshop have already brought their grandsons. Only he has not even married his daughter-in-law and has lost all his face.

The fat aunt and daughter exchanged knowing eyes, and were proud. The men in this family were so easy to coax, and they didn't have to worry about it.

Yang Jinfeng was angry and afraid. She worked in a department store and used to be the most popular profession. Everyone said she was lucky and wanted to hold her, because she had internal news and could buy Xingqiao products.

But in recent years, the department store has become increasingly sluggish. It went bankrupt last year and was converted into a shopping mall by private contracts. Young employees were rehired. Old pickles like her could only retire early, and receive three or four hundred yuan a month, and they couldn't even fill their stomachs.

If Zhang Baosheng and his son don’t pay their wages, how can she live?

Yang Jinfeng felt a little sad. The fat girl who originally made her extremely satisfied now is a little disliked. She has been causing trouble before she even entered the door. What status does she have when she enters the door?
Chapter completed!