Traveling through the 80s and marrying a rough man

Chapter 618 I want to publish a book too

"Mother, let's see if he is proud, why don't you publish a book, mother, you too!"

Liu Lu didn't know how to go out herself, so she encouraged others to go out. Unexpectedly, two months later, Miao Cuixiang happily invited them to a restaurant for dinner.

Although it is another restaurant, it is still the same routine.

After ordering, before the dishes were served, she and Liu Laogao took out two books.

"Hehehe, we each have a copy too! Don't be shy, I still have a lot at home. When I go back later, each of us will take a copy and open it slowly!"

Miao Cuixiang: "I Educated Children, and My Life as a Supermarket King"

Liu Laogao: "I Love My Daughter-in-Law Poems"

The cover is a photo of the two of them.

Several people:"……"

Liu Qiushou: "Father, mother, can I still publish a book? Then can I also publish a book called "I Married a Wife Who Loves to Wet the Bed"?"

Liu Dongsheng's one is reasonable, but the two of them are too outrageous.

"You're the one who loves to pee on the kang! If you dare to write it, I will write it too. It's called "My Foolish Husband"."

Come on, hurt each other!

Miao Cuixiang rolled her eyes, "You know what! Who am I? I was the first to run a supermarket in our provincial capital, and I am also the best domestic supermarket we run. I also raised several good sons and daughters-in-law. Can't publish a book?
The editor said, I am called the life of a legendary old lady! "

What about their dad's?

wrong.

"Father, why didn't we know you could write poetry!"

Liu Dongsheng and Xu Xiaoyun bowed their heads, only they knew about this, and kept it a secret for them.

Liu Laogao: "What's wrong, I can't write?"

Liu Qiushou twitched his father's strong biceps, "Yes, my father's poems must be very good, otherwise how could he give a book, hehehehe." He laughed.

Ah bah, ghosts believe it!

In fact, Liu Laogao's book is indeed a bit special, because he was originally unwilling to give it away, and paid for it at his own expense.

He didn't care for others to read it, as long as Miao Cuixiang read it alone, it was originally written for his wife!
This thick book, with its tangy fragrance of ink, bears his love for his wife!
When the two of them are old and buried in the ground, they will bring this book into the coffin and burn one copy, how romantic!
From the time she finished her meal to the time she came home, Liu Lu was depressed and looked worried.

Zhou Qiao has already successfully turned a small stall workshop into a factory through the management courses he took and the books he read by himself.

We produce the semi-finished products of fried chicken and the secret sauce of duck, and supply them to various shops to ensure the consistency of taste.

Work also goes to the factory, which makes it much easier for Liu Lu than setting up a stall, and makes more money.

If so, Liu Lu still can't change her stingy habit, Zhou Qiao doesn't care, just follow her.

"What's the matter, you look unhappy."

He is rich and his son is smart, so is there something wrong with him that makes her unhappy?
Liu Lu pursed her lips, plopped into Zhou Qiao's arms pretending to be a bird.

Zhou Qiao was hit and hit the wall behind him, grinning in pain in his heart.

He said that he didn't expect Liu Lu to cooperate with him in any romance anymore, maybe the romance didn't work out, and he was sent to the hospital instead.

"I regret it! When Mother asked me to read, I should have followed!"

There are four brothers and sisters in the family. Liu Lu is the one with the lowest level of education and has not finished elementary school.

I can recognize a few commonly used characters, but when added up, it is more than ten fingers, but if I add my toes, I can definitely count.

"I also want to publish a book."

Parents are still illiterate, they can publish books, isn't he worse than illiterate?
Oh oh oh!
Zhou Qiao thought she was greedy seeing so many people in her family publishing books.

"Why don't we go out together, I'm in charge of the text inside, and you are in charge of drawing?"

"I can't even draw! It's uglier than what our Pibeng drew when we were in kindergarten."

Even more uncomfortable.

"Mom, I don't call you Pibeng, I call you Liu Yuansi!"

"Liu Yuansi was taken by your father, and Pibeng was taken by me. What a commemorative significance! This nickname symbolizes your birth, how dare you dislike it!"

Beating children on rainy days, idle is idle.

If you are not happy in your heart, just beat the child!

Liu Lu grabbed the fart and beat him up.

Child: I am too difficult!

After the fight, I felt a little better.

"Actually, I don't have to publish a book." Liu Lu rubbed the corner of her clothes, and her sturdy body twisted like a maggot again.

"You are so educated, I'm afraid I'm not good enough for you."

When she was in Honghe Village, so many people said that she was not good enough for Zhou Qiao, Liu Lu could just copy someone and let them see where she was not good enough, but in fact she still murmured in her heart.

She had forgotten about it in the past few years, but Liu Laogao's publication of the book was such a blow that she remembered it again.

Zhou Qiao smiled and motioned for the fart to go out.

Pi Beng went out, and then sneaked behind the door, listening to his parents' corners.

Zhou Qiao hugged her thick waist.

Everyone else likes a thin waist, but he likes a thick and strong one, why don't you hug him up!

"The child is so old, why do you still think about it!"

in school.

Pi Beng taught Tianbao and Liu Bao vividly, and put his arms around Liu Bao's waist and said affectionately, "The child is so old, why do you still think about it!"

Puckering his lips, he was about to imprint on Liu Bao's mouth, so scared that Liu Bao pushed him away screaming.

"Then my mother will be fine!"

Liu Lu: Is it worthy or not? If it's her, if an annoying pig kisses her, he won't let him!
Not only was Liu Lu cured of her paranoia, she went to work in the factory, and Liu Lu saw the steps as she was in the village again.

"Don't move, I'm coming!"

He lifted up the person and the wheelchair directly.

Arrived at noon to eat.

"Don't touch me!"

He scooped up a large lump of sticky rice with a spoon and stuffed it into Zhou Qiao's mouth.

Zhou Qiao whose mouth was stretched so tightly that he couldn't move: "..."

Ah, this heavy love!
Now that I have become the son-in-law of the old Liu family, I still have no idea of ​​poetic, romantic, romantic, even after five, ten, or 15 years, I still can't understand it.

In fact, it is also a kind of fun.

Other people in the factory: Ahhh, the proprietress loves the boss so much, she is so old, she still needs to feed her!

Married people come home and eat.

Daughter-in-law: "Why don't you eat?"

After so long, he finally noticed that she hadn't eaten yet.

Husband: "Daughter-in-law, my hands are sore at work today, you can feed me, ah!"

A gnawed bone was stuffed into his mouth.

Ah bah bah!

Take it off by hand.

"What are you doing!"

"Can't you move your hands? What a mess! I'm tired from a busy day!"

The man rolled his eyes and had to eat by himself.

Humph, woman!

Making money is not as good as their proprietresses, and they don't love their husbands.

He just asked to be fed, and didn't ask her to lift the stool up by himself.

Look at that thin arm, forget it, she can't lift it up, it's better to be a strong daughter-in-law.

For old couples, their boss and the boss's wife love each other too much!

(End of this chapter)