Reborn 1990 The Good Wife

Chapter 9

"My daughter-in-law is smart!"

I'm not ashamed to call my daughter-in-law before I'm married to him.

After eating only half a bag of chestnuts, Gu Hansheng's BB machine rang.

"Huanhuan, the army has a task, I have to leave." Gu Hansheng looked at her apologetically.

Originally, he wanted to spend a day with her today, but now it seems that he can't.

"Then you go, remember to miss me."

Tang Huan threw himself into his arms and hugged his waist.

Gu Hansheng didn't want to leave, he wished he could be by her side all the time, but no matter how reluctant he was, he had to leave eventually.

As soon as the door closed, Tang Huan got out of bed, picked up the broom, swept the scraps of paper on the floor into the trash can, and then took out the textbooks from his schoolbag.

Too much time has passed, and she has forgotten all the knowledge she had learned in high school. If she wants to get a good grade in the exam and slap Tang Le in the face, she must work hard.

After sorting out the knowledge points and doing a few exercises to consolidate them, Tang Huan took out a blank notebook and wrote and drew on it.

Once again, if she wants to become stronger and reach the pinnacle of her life, the first step is to make money.

She is still a high school student, it is impossible to do business, and she plans to be a designer.

She has never studied design, but she has learned painting. In order to win the favor of that person, she has spent a lot of effort on learning.

At the back, that person praised her for her good painting.

Originally, it was just arty, but she didn't expect that one day it would become a means for her to make money.

Soon, a hollow diamond ring appeared in Tang Huan's pen.

Continuing his efforts, Tang Huan drew several more pictures, including necklaces, tiaras, brooches, and bracelets.

Living alone in the attic has this advantage. No one will bother you. When you are tired from painting, Tang Huan can rest.

One day passed like that.

The next day, after everyone went out, Tang Huan got out of bed.

Tomorrow is Monday, and it is time to go to school. She wants to get things done today, otherwise it will be delayed for another week.

Tang Huan opened the closet, and the clothes in it were full of the characteristics of this era, but in Tang Huan's eyes, they were: old-fashioned.

After choosing and choosing, she chose a white shirt, a pair of jeans underneath, and tied her hair into a ponytail, with her bangs tied up with clips, revealing her full forehead.

The whole person looks much more energetic.

Tang Huan looked at himself in the mirror for a while, then went downstairs satisfied.

Tang Bangguo and Liu Fen went to work, Tang Le didn't know where she went, but she was often away from home, and Tang Huan didn't care about her.

There was porridge in the kitchen, and Tang Huan drank a bowl of dry radish before going out.

Her family lives in Nancheng, and the economy has begun to develop. There are people walking, cycling, and cars on the streets, but not many.

As for the luxury cars of later generations, they have not been found.

But there are already a lot of shops selling everything, Tang Huan walked all the way.

She walked to a five-story building, looked up at the sign above, and was about to walk in, but was attracted by a job advertisement at the door.

According to the address on the advertisement, Tang Huan came to the fifth floor.

At this time, there were not many high-rise buildings, and elevators were not popular yet. Tang Huan, who climbed up to the fifth floor in one breath, was out of breath.

After taking a breath, Tang Huan looked around, and only one of the three doors was open. Tang Huan walked over and knocked on the door.

There was only one person reading a newspaper inside. Hearing the sound, the other person raised his head and said, "Please come in."

"Excuse me, are you here to apply for the job?" The other party looked at Tang Huan.

Fifteen or sixteen years old, thin and small, he looked like a minor, and there was a bit of disdain in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)