Tang Zhenzhen was extremely angry and took out five yuan from the cookie tin: "Ning Yuan, you're talking nonsense! This five yuan for the big steel mill is mine. Do you have that much money!",Tang Zhenzhen's fingertips were white with how tightly she was gripping her hands, almost to the point of bleeding. But she knew she couldn't... she couldn't collapse right there, nor could she snatch the five yuan back from Ning Yuan's hand.,Even though she suffered miscarriages several times due to exhaustion, he believed it was all part of glorious labor – her duty.。