Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 289 Daughter-in-law, why are you so light?

Pingyang County, nursing home community.

After sending the smug crowd away, Zhao Wenmu locked himself in the study.He sat there writing something all afternoon, and even took a few bites for dinner.

Zhao Wenmu is trying to recall the research and development time, leading figures, and actual application of related technologies in the agricultural field in his previous life.

After being reborn for many years, many memories of his previous life became more and more blurred, and he had to sort out and record them.

After picking up Zhao Jing from night school as usual, Zhao Wenmu went into the study again.

Zhao Jing, who came out of the wash and exuded a fragrant smell, pursed her lips and looked at the closed door, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, and then turned into a sly smile.

Zhao Wenmu has been so busy recently that he doesn't pay much attention to her, hum!

Pushing the door open and entering, the man was indeed writing something at his desk, with a well-defined side face that looked handsome and extraordinary.

Sure enough, the man who works hard is the most handsome!

Zhao Jing flicked her long hair lightly, moving her feet a little closer.

Huh, Zhao Wenmu didn't respond? !

The smelly man didn't notice her entering the house at all.

An indescribable desire to win suddenly surged in Zhao Jing's heart. She bent down to get close to the man, and then pretended to brush her long hair casually.

Zhao Wenmu often said that her hair has a kind of fragrance.

In fact, it's just the scent of shampoo, but the man refuses to admit it.

The long, smooth hair fell on Zhao Wenmu's shoulders, not only did he not notice it, he even brushed it away inadvertently.

Zhao Jing almost went crazy, and waved her small hand vigorously behind Zhao Wenmu, as if beating him.

After hesitating for a moment, she seemed to have made up her mind, bent down and arched directly into Zhao Wenmu's arms.

Zhao Wenmu finally came to his senses when a soft and sweet person suddenly sat on his lap.

He put down the pen in his hand, wrapped Zhao Jing's waist with his right hand, and then held her small and smooth Qianqiansu hand.

"what happened?"

he asked with a smile.

It's rare for a daughter-in-law to take the initiative.

Zhao Jing bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes filled with mist as if filled with stars, and a blush slowly appeared on her face.

Zhao Wenmu's breathing became short of breath.

Little did he know that the woman in his arms was trying to hold his breath just now, just to look blushing.

In the quiet study room, the two looked at each other in silence, and the air gradually became pink.

Finally, Zhao Wenmu supported Zhao Jing's head with one hand, and lowered his head gently. It was not until a long time later that a pair of restless little hands resisted, and let go of the woman with blurred eyes.

Zhao Jing pursed her red and swollen lips, lowered her head and bit Zhao Wenmu's arm.

"hiss!"

"You are a puppy!"

Zhao Wenmu looked at her angrily, stretched his right hand from her waist into the clothes, and slowly moved upwards.

After a while.

Unable to restrain himself completely, Zhao Wenmu stretched his left hand to the crook of Zhao Jing's leg, hugged Zhao Jing by the waist, and strode towards the bedroom.

"Hmph, I still won!"

Zhao Jing looked at the notebook on the table and protested with Zhao Wenmu's 'work' in her heart.

"Daughter-in-law, why are you so light?"

Zhao Wenmu asked suddenly.

Zhao Jing's figure is indeed a bit peculiar. The living conditions were poor a few years ago, and Zhao Wenmu didn't treat her well. At that time, the girl was thin and skinny. Later, when the conditions improved and she was in a happy mood, she became plump very quickly, and even had a little fat. Feel a little stronger.

But as she continued to grow older, she gradually lost weight naturally and became more capable.

In the words of later generations, it is beautiful and sassy.

Of course, it was Zhao Wenmu who felt the deepest about all of this.

One girl, three senses, big money!
Of course Zhao Jing also knows that she has lost weight, which girl doesn't pay attention to her figure?

She had lost a little weight before, so Zhao Wenmu took her to the hospital for a long time to check, afraid that there might be something wrong.

As it turned out, she was in good health.

The two of them felt relieved.

Seeing that Zhao Jing ignored him, Zhao Wenmu went on to say:

"Go to the hospital tomorrow for a checkup."

"...not going."

Zhao Jing hummed and said in his arms.

In the middle of the night, it suddenly rained outside. At first it was drizzle, and then a light wind picked up, and the rain gradually increased with the wind, patting the banana trees outside the window.In the middle of the night, the rain was dredging and the wind was blowing, and the banana leaves swayed with the wind, making it hard to hold on.

When Zhao Wenmu woke up early in the morning, he saw that the branches and leaves in the courtyard were scattered.

Banana branches and leaves hang down, still sleeping.

After making delicious Meiling porridge for his daughter-in-law and putting it in a casserole on the table, Zhao Wenmu went out for a walk with his little girl who had already woken up.

The king still has to go to court early.

Zhao Wenmu took Zhao Ershi Nannan to the old Zhao's crayfish restaurant. The little guy is now sent here by his mother to experience life.

When the little guy was eating a few days ago, he thought the buns were not tasty, so he was so angry that he threw them on the ground.

Zhao Wenmu's family doesn't eat white noodles every day, but occasionally some cornmeal steamed buns or pancakes.

It's definitely not because I can't afford it, but because Zhao Jing is sometimes a little unaccustomed to eating steamed buns every day.

The little guy threw the bun on the ground, and Zhao Jing lost her temper at that moment.

With a livid face, she picked up the bun, wiped it lightly, and placed it in front of the little guy.

"Uncle Farmer has worked so hard to grow the food. If you don't like it, you can give it to me or Dad. Why throw it on the ground?!"

Zhao Jingping's flat tone put great pressure on the little guy.

Although this little guy is usually naughty, he is very good at observing words and expressions, especially when his mother is angry, she is absolutely clear.

Now the little girl is as obedient as a quail, because she knows that her mother is really angry.

Very angry very angry!

"My father earned all the money. You didn't pay any labor, so why pick and choose?"

"Dad works so hard every day, does he think the steamed bread is not tasty?"

Zhao Wenmu, who was named, didn't dare to show his anger. He neither wanted to teach the little guy a lesson, nor dared to intercede for the little guy.

If he dares to intercede now, Zhao Jing can fight with him.

My wife was already very dissatisfied with him unconditionally pampering the little guy!

"Wowotou thrown on the ground, do you know that many people can't eat it?!"

Zhao Jing became more and more emotional, and the little guy was so frightened that he started to cry.

Zhao Wenmu quickly took the bun in front of the little guy and stuffed it into his mouth.

As everyone knows, he is really poking a hornet's nest.

Zhao Jing's original intention was to let the little guy eat it, and seeing Zhao Wenmu eat the props she used to train her baby was extremely upset, and the little guy burst into tears at this time.

The little guy was scared and guilty by his mother's training. Seeing his father eat the buns he threw on the ground, he felt even more guilty, so he couldn't hold it back completely, and soon he was out of breath.

Seeing the little guy crying until his lips were purple, the young couple couldn't care about other things, they were in a hurry and coaxed again.

The final result was that the little guy was punished by his mother to go to the crayfish restaurant to wash the bowls for a week.

Zhao Wenmu didn't eat meat for many days.

Finally opened the meat last night.

In addition, the staple food at home in the past week has been Wowotou.

Zhao Wenmu ate until his throat was about to smoke.

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