Chapter 242 The storm is coming

Author: Xifeng

Chapter 242 The storm is coming

There is a fill-in-the-blank question on Zhou Tian’s after-class exercises, and the title is: I want to become———when I am happy,—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Jiang Lu thought that if she could, she would turn into a time shuttle and send herself back.

"What do you want to become?" Jiang Lu pointed to the question and asked his son casually.

Zhou Tian didn't say anything, so he picked up the pen and started writing: I want to become a mifeng, pick a mifeng when I am happy, and be a human when I am unhappy.

After reading his son's answer, Jiang Lu felt helpless, but also a little envious. He envied Zhou Tian's happy and unhappy doing what he wanted to do. However, Zhou Tian's handwriting was written in a crooked manner, and Jiang Lu felt that this must be a genetics.

She only hopes that Duoduo's future words can be passed on to herself.

"Mom, am I writing this right?" Zhou Tian asked with his head raised.

"Yes, it's well written. Zhou Tian will do his own happy things in the future." Jiang Lu said thoughtfully.

In a time of excitement, Duoduo picked up her brother's homework book and put it in her mouth to eat.

"Mom, mom!" Zhou Tian was so shocked that he shouted, "My homework."

That was the word he had finally written.

Jiang Lu was so amused that she hurriedly pulled Zhou Tian’s notebook out of Duoduo’s mouth, but there were still two pages wet by the girl with saliva. Zhou Tian threw the notebook aside with disgust, and his mouth was so pouted that it almost went to heaven.

"Mom will dry it for you later." Jiang Lu coaxed.

"But they were all bitten." Zhou Tian glanced at his sister and glared fiercely.

Unexpectedly, Duoduo thought his brother was playing games with her, and he giggled.

Zhou Tian became even more angry and couldn't beat him. He felt a little frustrated and tears rolled in his eyes.

"Then why don't you get a new notebook and your mother and teacher explain it?" Jiang Lu tried to comfort her.

"Then I have to rewrite."

"You make your own choice, either take this broken notebook or rewrite it with a new notebook. No matter what, my mother will explain it to the teacher." Jiang Lu gave two multiple-choice questions.

"Then I'll take the original notebook." As expected, Zhou Tian would rather hand over the notebook than write the homework again. After that, he said again, "Don't let my sister touch my notebook in the future."

"Then my mother can't guarantee that she must keep her own things." Jiang Lu was given a vaccination, and she could almost predict that when Duoduo grows up and can walk, she will only do more "bad things" she can't do.

less.

"Hmph, little girl, don't eat my notebook!" Zhou Tian warned to his sister.

Zhou Chunhe was washing dishes from the kitchen. When he saw this scene, he frowned and said, "What are you doing? Isn't it possible to be a harsh sister."

"Mom, look at dad!" Zhou Tian couldn't help but complain.

Jiang Lu didn't care, her own sons were in charge, and Zhou Chunhe was not his son, so she didn't care.

Zhou Chunhe hoped that his wife would teach him ideological and political classes as usual. It would be good to scold him a few times or even hit him twice, but Jiang Lu did nothing and didn't even give him a look and just left like that.

After dinner, Jiang Lu went to the workshop she rented, which contained about ten sewing machines. In half a year, some of these ten apprentices were able to stand alone. Among them, Yinhua and Gao Tao.

Chunxiu and Yanhong are good at learning, and the clothes they make are already a bit green.

After experiencing the mess of life, this place became Jiang Lu’s favorite place. She plunged into the clothes she designed and watched the clothes turn from drawings to finished products, placed in front of her, and then put them in

On the client, it is decent and beautiful, like a blooming flower.

During these days, Jiang Luhua was so sad that he sent batches of orders to Qian Zhuangzhuang in Guangshi for his work. Finally, an urgent call was called there, hoping that Mr. Jiang would let them take a breath. Now the whole factory has three

One-third of the production lines are producing spring green clothing, which is really overwhelming.

Why not start a factory by yourself? An idea emerges.

Then the idea took root and sprouted, and soon became something that had to be done.

But Jiang Lu is powerless now, and has no money or anyone else. She told herself that she has to wait a little longer.

The storm finally arrived at Lao Zhou's house on a gloomy morning.

That morning, Mrs. Zhou was carrying a bucket to go to the river to wash clothes. The masters were still building a house. They were joking, why didn’t Zhou’s wife Jiang Lu come recently? She really missed the bread she brought.

Although Mrs. Zhou was also puzzled, she would rather Jiang Lu not come when she thought of the preciousness of bread.

Recently, Zhou Chunhe is all here. He only said that the store is busy and Jiang Lu can't get rid of it.

Mrs. Zhou came to the riverside and before she wet her clothes, Wan Xue and her daughter came over from the other side of the river.

He walked straight to Mrs. Zhou before stopping.

There were two people in front of me suddenly. Mrs. Zhou could see clearly if she was not blind, but what was annoyed was that these two people were the ones.

"In-law, where are you washing clothes?" Rao Aiyun said with a smile on his face.

"Well, wash clothes." Mrs. Zhou said stiffly without raising her head.

She thought that if these two people said something sarcastic, she would have to fuck them into the river with one blow.

But when Rao Aiyun squatted down and said something to her, the pounding in her hand fell into the water, drifting further and further along the river, and finally disappeared.

"In-law, you see this matter, you have to give our Wan Xue an explanation, right? We thought about it for a long time before we didn't say anything. I thought about it and would discuss it with you before making plans. After all, we are in-laws, and it's still broken after breaking the bones.

The family with the tendons, if you get rid of you, there will be no glory on our faces. But you don’t know that my daughter has never dared to go out recently. Oh, I’ve lost weight when I see people. Look, my mother

I feel sorry for you." Rao Aiyun sighed three times, saying it was very pitiful.

Wan Xue stood steadily by the river, staring at the clamor of the river.

"You stand up." Zhou Pozi suddenly pointed at Wan Xue and said.

Wan Xue has a psychological shadow on Mrs. Zhou. She was beaten up very hard by Mrs. Zhou. Still remember the affliction that she was pinched to pieces and could not be flirted with for others.

So as soon as Mrs. Zhou spoke, she almost subconsciously moved upwards.

"In-law, what do you think about this?" Although Rao Aiyun still had a smile on her face, it was obviously no longer friendly.

"What do you want? Since you have brought your daughter to me, I must have thought about it, so don't hide it, tell me it." Zhou Pozi said calmly. Although she wanted to give her son now, she wanted to give her son a try.

Zhou Chunhe was beaten to death, but she had to force herself to calm down.

"Look, Chunhe has already married her sister Jiang Lu, otherwise she would get married to her two children."

Mrs. Zhou snorted.

Rao Aiyun looked embarrassed and continued, "Since you can't get married, then find a job for Wan Xue. This is not difficult for Chunhe. He has such a big market and always needs a manager or director, so instead of letting him go.

It is better to be your own people than to do it. Wan Xue must be loyal and loyal. After all, "Rao Aiyun glanced at Mrs. Zhou, "There is all this relationship."

Mrs. Zhou was very disgusted and wanted to vomit.

In her life, she hated the most unconventional and traitorous person. Now that it happened to her son, she felt that the last little light in her life was dimmed.

She held on forcing her, and she smiled, "I have to go back to hear what Chunhe said. If it is really what you said, I will admit it."

Zhou Pozi never knew how to recognize her. When she said these words, she felt that she was very cheap and wanted to jump into the river and flow to the end with the river.

Who would have thought that the person who dealt with Zhou Chunhe was not Wan Xue and his daughter, nor Jiang Lu, but his own mother, Zhou Huang!

Zhou Chunhe's storm is coming.
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