Traveled into the chronicle and was pampered by a reckless man

Chapter 242 The storm is coming

There is a fill-in-the-blank question in Zhou Tian's after-school exercises. The title is: I want to become——.When I'm happy I--, when I'm unhappy I--.

Jiang Lu thought, 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 speak, picked up a pen and started to write: I want to become mi feng, pick mi when I'm happy, and pick people when I'm unhappy.

After reading his son's answer, Jiang Lu was a little helpless, but also a little envious. He envied that Zhou Tian was doing what he wanted to do both happily and unhappy.It's just that Zhou Tian's handwriting is crooked, and Jiang Lu thinks it must be hereditary. She only hopes that Duoduo's future handwriting will be inherited by herself.

"Mom, am I writing this correctly?" Zhou Tian raised his head and asked.

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

During a moment of ecstasy, Dodo picked up her brother's homework and put it in her mouth to eat.

"Mom, Mom!" Shocked Zhou Tian shouted, "My homework."

That is the word he wrote with great difficulty.

Jiang Lu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly pulled Zhou Tian's notebook out of Duo Duo's mouth, but two pages were still wet by the girl's saliva.Zhou Tian threw the notebook aside in disgust, his mouth pouted almost to the sky.

"Mom will dry you off later," Jiang Lu coaxed.

"But it's all broken." Zhou Tian glanced at his sister and gave him a hard stare.

Unexpectedly, Dodo thought that her brother was playing a game with her, and giggled with her mouth open.

This next week Zhou Tian was even more annoyed, and he couldn't fight anymore, so he was so sulking with tears rolling in his eyes.

"Then why don't you take a new notebook and explain to mom and teacher?" Jiang Lu tried to comfort her.

"Then I have to write again."

"It's up to you to choose, either use this broken notebook, or use a new notebook to rewrite, no matter what, Mom will explain to the teacher." Jiang Lu gave two multiple-choice questions.

"Then I'll take the original notebook." Sure enough, Zhou Tian would rather hand over the notebook than rewrite the homework. When he was done, he said, "Don't let my sister touch my notebook in the future."

"Then mother can't guarantee that you have to take good care of your own things." Jiang Lu was vaccinated, and she could almost predict that when Duo Duo grew up and could walk, she would do more "bad things" less.

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

Zhou Chunhe was coming out of the kitchen after washing the dishes. When he saw this scene, he frowned and said, "Why, don't be cruel to my sister."

"Mom, look at Dad!" Zhou Tian couldn't help complaining.

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

How much Zhou Chunhe hoped that his daughter-in-law would give him ideological and political lessons as usual. It would be good to scold a few words or even hit him twice, but Jiang Lu didn't do anything, didn't even give him a look, and just left like that.

After dinner, Jiang Lu went to the workshop she rented. There were more than a dozen sewing machines in it. In half a year, some of the ten or so apprentices were able to work independently.Among them, Yinhua, Gaotao, Chunxiu and Yanhong are good at learning, and the clothes they make already look a bit like Jianglu.

After going through a lot of troubles in life, this place became Jiang Lu's favorite place to come. She plunged into the clothes she designed, watched each piece of clothes change from sketches to finished products, put them in front of her eyes, and then wore them. On the client's body, it is decent and beautiful, like a blooming flower.

During this period of time, Jiang Lvhua grieved for work and sent batch after batch of orders to Qian Zhuangzhuang in Guangzhou City.Finally, there was an urgent call from there, hoping that Mr. Jiang would let them take a breather. Now one-third of the production lines in the whole factory are producing spring green clothing, which is really overwhelmed.

Why not set up a factory by yourself?An idea popped up.

Then the idea took root and quickly became a must.

It's just that Jiang Lu is powerless now, she has no money and no one, she told herself that she has to wait.

The storm finally came to Lao Zhou's house on a gloomy morning.

That morning, Mrs. Zhou was carrying a bucket to wash clothes in the river. The masters were still building the house. They were joking about why the Zhou family’s daughter-in-law, Jiang Lu, hadn’t come recently, and they missed the bread she brought.

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

Zhou Chunhe was the only one who came here recently. He only said that the store was busy and Jiang Lu couldn't get away.

Mrs. Zhou came to the river, and before she got wet, Wan Xue, mother and daughter both walked over from the other side of the river.

He went straight to Mrs. Zhou before stopping.

Suddenly there were two more people in front of her eyes, Mrs. Zhou could see clearly without being blind, but it was these two people who were annoyed.

"My in-laws, where are you doing the laundry?" Rao Aiyun said with a half-smile.

"Well, do the laundry." Mrs. Zhou said bluntly without raising her head.

She thought that if the two men spoke any strange words again, she would beat them and throw them into the river.

But when Rao Aiyun squatted down and said a word to her, the clothes in her hand fell into the water, drifted farther and farther along the river, and finally disappeared.

"In-law, look at this matter, we have to give our family Wan Xue an explanation. We also thought about it for a long time before we made a statement. We thought we should discuss it with you before making a plan. After all, we are in-laws. We are still in-laws if we break our bones. A connected family, if we mess with you, we won't have much glory on our faces. But you don't know that my daughter has been afraid to go out recently, alas, she lost weight when she saw people, my mother My heart hurts." Rao Aiyun sighed three times, speaking very pitifully.

Wan Xue stood firmly by the river, staring at the rushing water in a daze.

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

Wan Xue has a psychological shadow on Mrs. Zhou. She was beaten badly by Mrs. Zhou, and she still remembers the feeling of being pinched black and blue and unable to flirt with others.

So when Mrs. Zhou spoke, she moved up almost subconsciously.

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

"What do you think? Since you have brought your daughter to find me, you must have thought about it, so don't hide it, let's talk about it." Mrs. Zhou said calmly.Although she wished to beat her son Zhou Chunhe to death, she still had to force herself to calm down.

"Look, Chunhe has already married her sister Jiang Lu, otherwise it would be a matter of marrying the two children."

Mrs. Zhou snorted.

Rao Aiyun's face was embarrassing, and she continued, "Since the marriage is not successful, let's find a job for Wan Xue. This is not difficult for Chunhe, since he has such a big market, he always needs a manager or something. It's better for others to do it for you, Wan Xue must be dedicated and loyal, after all," Rao Aiyun glanced at Mrs. Zhou, "This relationship is all there."

Mrs. Zhou was very disgusted and wanted to vomit.

In her life, she hated people who behaved badly and treacherously. Now that it happened to her son, she felt that the last light in her life was also dimmed.

Holding on, she said with a smile, "I have to go back and listen to what Chunhe has to say about this matter. If it's what you said, I'll admit it."

Mrs. Zhou has never been able to recognize her temperament. When she said these words, she felt that she was extremely cheap, and she wanted to jump into the river and flow to the end with the river.

Who would have thought that the people who took care of Zhou Chunhe were not Wan Xue's mother and daughter, nor Jiang Lu, but his own mother, Zhou Huang's family!

　Zhou Chunhe's storm is coming.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)