Reborn 1990's Fat Wife Should Be Self-Reliant

Chapter 223

For a moment, Zhou Huilan thought in a trance that time had turned back and returned to the time when her mother was still there.

At that time, she and her elder brother often had conflicts with her father, but at that time, her mother would come out to persuade her, and her elder brother would always take her out amidst the blatant accusations.

But the two of them didn't know what happened to the mother who stayed at home.

If it wasn't for Dr. Wen's slip of the tongue, Zhou Huilan wouldn't know.

The child who ran away, the anger that had nowhere to vent, Zhou Zhenhai, who has always said nothing, naturally couldn't hold back this anger to make things difficult for himself, so the mother... could only act as the doormat.

I hate myself at that time, I was young and ignorant, I couldn't see the scars on my mother's body, and I couldn't find my mother's increasingly emaciated physical condition...

"Snapped!"

A loud slap.

Zhou Huilan's breathing suddenly stopped.

Zhou Weijun nodded, although a little lonely, he didn't say anything.

Putting aside all the bad habits, purely for the sake of people.

"Brother, Yaoyao's class is only an hour long, and she will be back soon, and then you will dig the soil." Lu Changqing respects Zhou Weijun very much, after all, he heard from Zhou Huilan that he was guarding the plateau with a gun Those who cross the border, in peaceful times, are heroes.

At this moment, Zhou Huilan had only one thought, to leave here and never come back.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhou Weijun limping out with his luggage, and then looked at Tian Yufeng who was tightly breaded behind him. Zhou Huilan understood everything without needing to say more.

Without waiting for Zhou Zhenhai to react, he turned around and grabbed the child's grandma, "Auntie, go in and pack your things, I'll make a phone call, we won't be staying here anymore."

Zhou Huilan was the first to react, and jumped over to block Zhou Weijun's front, glaring at Zhou Zhenhai viciously.

"Hui Lan, your sister-in-law is almost in confinement, and the doctor said she's fine. I thought I should be filial if I could get along with my father, but in today's situation... it's us juniors who are just pretending to be sentimental." .” Zhou Weijun’s words were full of helplessness.

Zhou Huilan didn't refute, just put down the phone, turned around and walked out.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhou Huilan didn't persuade her anymore, "Then let's wait until my sister-in-law finishes her confinement before leaving. Although it's not far away, it's not my car after all. If it's really going to blow up and cause the root of the disease, it will be a lifetime thing!"

"But your sister-in-law is in confinement after all, the Lu family...would there be any opinions?" Zhou Weijun was still afraid of affecting his sister.

After saying this, Zhou Huilan went to pick up the phone receiver, but before she finished dialing the number, Zhou Zhenhai rushed over and pressed the phone, "This is my phone, who allowed you to use it!"

Just when the father and daughter were in a stalemate and no one gave in, Zhou Huilan suddenly smiled, "I thought you had changed, but it seems that I was whimsical and naive."

Regarding all of this, Zhou Huilan was too busy to think about it, and Lu Changqing had more work to pick up and drop off her daughter, so she didn't seem to complain about working hard.

She raised her head in disbelief, and saw Zhou Zhenhai's eyes were blood red, Zhou Weijun's face was crooked, and a red slap mark quickly appeared on his face.

It's just that after Lu Changqing took Yaoyao away, he washed his hands and went back to the house, just in time Tian Yufeng coaxed the child to sleep.

Coupled with the little guy who has changed his environment and has a little temper, the house is already bustling before seven o'clock every morning.

"Brother, do you want to go back to that home in the countryside?"

Until this day, it finally came to a weekend, Zhou Weijun thought that Yaoyao was at home, and wanted to take the children to dig the soil in the small garden for entertainment, but Lu Changqing was dressed neatly, saying that Yaoyao had to go to Chinese painting class.

The trunk was so full that it couldn't fit in it, and the child's grandma finally carried a big bag.

Zhou Weijun also lived in Zhou Huilan's house before, but at that time, Yaoyao was still in a free-range state, but now, the little girl is in preschool, and she arrives at school at [-] o'clock every morning and doesn't care about her meal. Zhou Huilan has to watch her put her breakfast at home. We ate.

Zhou Weijun and his wife didn't have any luggage, but the child had a lot of things, which filled three big bags.

The elder brother's family returned to Zhou Huilan's house. The old lady helped her daughter pack things in the house, but Zhou Weijun didn't enter the house. He dragged Zhou Huilan to the balcony.

As for Hu Manxiang, she was just a bystander from the beginning to the end, the kind without a trace of emotion.

The idea was exactly the same as after being beaten every time when they were young, but at that time, the brother and sister had nowhere to go, and could only return to this home again after digesting their anger and sadness.

Guessing that something had happened, Lu Changqing didn't dare to delay at all, so he quickly got into the car and came to Zhou's house.

But now, she has the ability to take her brother out of this suffocating environment.

He just felt relieved, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to rub Zhou Huilan's hair, realizing that his hand had messed up Zhou Huilan's originally smooth long hair.

Zhou Huilan swore she patted her chest, "No, this is my house too, they dare not."

The siblings were stunned in unison.

At this moment, Zhou Weijun suddenly realized that his younger sister was no longer the younger sister who used to hide behind his ass.

Regarding Zhou Zhenhai, Zhou Huilan didn't know what to say.

"Didn't you say you wanted to play with Yaoyao, why did you come in again?"

However, their eyes met, and the two of them laughed together again, laughing unscrupulously like they did when they were young.

She went out all the way from the rest house, found a public phone booth, called Lu Changqing, asked him to drive over to pick him up, and specifically pointed out not to bring Yaoyao.

Zhou Weijun poked the child's soft little hand, "Yaoyao went to class."

And while they were tossing about moving out, Zhou Zhenhai didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Zhou Weijun nodded, "Your sister-in-law and I are fine, but the old lady came out for us, and she also feels uncomfortable if it's not her own home."

Because of the quarrel that day, the lottery activity was forced to suspend, and he still hadn't decided on the name of the child, so he followed Baby Tian Yufeng and shouted.

"Class? It's not Sunday, why are you still in class?" Tian Yufeng didn't understand.

Zhou Weijun didn't understand either, "What kind of painting class is it? I just watched it these days. Yaoyao sometimes has piano lessons after school and dinner at night. I heard her tell Huilan about it during dinner these two days. I want to learn abacus and mental arithmetic, it's a mess, and I don't know where these children get so many lessons."

Zhou Weijun didn't understand it, and Tian Yufeng didn't understand it even more. After pondering for a long time, "Dolls in the city don't need to go to the ground. They have nothing to do when they are idle, so they should take more classes and learn more things."

(End of this chapter)