Reborn Blessed Sweet Wife

Chapter 1457 My heart aches
Zhang Hong looked at Chu Zhengming in confusion, "This is?"

"Write a letter of self-criticism." Chu Zhengming's old god was there, and he could tell that even though his wife admitted that she had gone to see Yang Weidong, she didn't think she had done anything wrong, and said that her mother and Peng Xuehua were there.

Chu Zhengming was too lazy to continue arguing with Zhang Hong on this topic.

Ah, no way, I really need to write a self-criticism, Zhang Hong looked at the thick notebook, her voice trembling.

"How many words do you want me to write?" Please, don't tell me tens of thousands of words, it will really break down, and you must dare to write novels.

"Start with eight hundred characters."

"It depends on whether your writing is profound and whether you recognize mistakes."

"You are not allowed to make up the number of words, but you must be sincere."

Chu Zhengming felt that his request was really not too much, is it more than [-] characters?Not much at all.

The requirement is to be profound, to recognize mistakes and to be sincere. Is this a high requirement?Isn't writing a self-criticism a deep review of one's own mistakes?
Chu Zhengming felt that the request was not high at all, but Zhang Hong was stunned. My God, Zhang Hong really wanted to curse.

With so many demands, do you want to force her to death?

But there is no way, whoever told her to do something wrong, there is no way to deny this.

Zhang Hong looked at Chu Zhengming pitifully, and hoped that he would soften his heart and let her go, or lower his requirements a bit, and just let her go.

"There is no need to discuss this matter." Chu Zhengming was very cold, and he didn't even look at the poor Zhang Hong.

Ahhhh, it turned out that there was nothing to discuss, Zhang Hong covered her heart, "My heart hurts so much."

"You, unexpectedly..."

"If I tell my grandparents about this, what do you think..." Zhang Hong was asked to choose one of the two directly.

Tell Chu Dajiang and his wife about this?This is absolutely not possible, Zhang Hong immediately agreed in fright, "Just write a self-criticism."

If Chu Dajiang and the others knew that she went out mainly to meet Yang Weidong, they would definitely not give her good fruit to eat, and maybe the control on her would be very strict in the future.

It is very likely that when she goes out in the future, Ge Liyan will accompany her, otherwise she will not be allowed to go out.

Thinking of this result, Zhang Hong had no choice but to give up resistance.

"Isn't it just eight hundred words?"

"Isn't it just to realize your mistakes?"

"Isn't it just asking for profoundness and writing with sincerity?"

Hmph, Zhang Hong angrily repeated Chu Zhengming's request, while constantly slandering her inwardly, this time she was considered unlucky.

The next time Chu Zhengming makes a mistake, he must also write a self-criticism. Starting with a thousand words, it must be profound and sincere.

Really, everyone will make mistakes. Is it necessary to go on the line like this? I don’t know how to leave a line for each other. In the future, anyone who makes mistakes can accommodate one or two.

"If you make a mistake again in the future, keep writing in this notebook."

"At that time, we will see how many self-criticisms you have written." Chu Zhengming felt that it was really necessary to prepare such a thick notebook.

I'll go, can't I, do you think that she is a person who often makes mistakes if you are so pessimistic about yourself?
Zhang Hong said angrily that if this person makes mistakes in the future, he will definitely do the same. There must be back and forth, otherwise there is no way to calm down his anger.

No matter how angry Zhang Hong was, the rewriting was still writing. After taking the notebook, he turned to the first page and prepared to write.

Chu Zhengming grabbed the notebook, and after turning over ten pages, "Write from here?"

Keep it in front?What does this mean, Zhang Hong expressed puzzlement.

"As a preface, I can note you and when you wrote the review."

"This way it will be easier to read in the future." Chu Zhengming explained patiently.

After thinking about it for a while, "I don't know if ten pages are enough, but I have to write about the mistakes you made."

Zhang Hong couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the thick notebook and threw it at Chu Zhengming's head, "There really is no such hateful person as you."

It's really not ordinary hateful, if you don't suppress one or two with force, the rhythm will really collapse.

"Ten pages are enough."

"Why, you actually think I'm going to make a lot of mistakes?"

"Why am I a particularly fallible person?"

"Hmph, too much."

"Don't worry, I won't make such a mistake again."

Zhang Hong angrily wrote the self-criticism at the place designated by Chu Zhengming, "Is there no draft paper?"

Scratch paper?Why do you want that?
"Without draft paper, how do I know that the self-criticism I wrote is profound and sincere, at least I can only copy it after you have read and approved it."

Otherwise, it's all about revisions, which makes people feel uncomfortable, and it's typical of black history, such mistakes can't be made.

"No, you can write more times if you can't write well." Chu Zhengming said that there is no such thing.

"No?" Hmph, don't we just don't want to move around and want to be lazy for a while, since we don't want to help, then let's do it ourselves.

Zhang Hong stood up and looked for a blank sheet of paper, and began to write.

No matter how confident Zhang Hong was before, he said that he would definitely write this review, and he would not let Chu Zhengming type back the review and then have to revise it N times.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. When Zhang Hong was writing, he realized that it was really difficult for him to write.

Alas, what should I do, Zhang Hong had no choice but to look at the writing for a long time, and then wrote a self-criticism of about fifty, and just counted the punctuation marks.

Alas, "How do I write an [-]-word review paper?"

Don't think about whether it is profound or not, just one word is enough to embarrass Zhang Hong.

Ah, why is it not an online society now, otherwise, if you search online, you can always find similar ones, and then modify them carefully, replace them with your own things, and then write your own self-criticism, [-] words is not a problem at all.

But it is very difficult now that there is no foreign aid to turn to.

After Tuanzi finished class, he ran into the house. He wanted to hurry up and chat with Zhang Hong and his younger brother Tangyuan. He didn't talk to his younger brother for a day, and he didn't know if his younger brother still remembered him.

Tuanzi said that he had to go to class during the day, so after class, he had to hurry up and talk to his brother.

After Tuanzi entered the room, he found his father walking on the sofa reading a book with a smile on his face, looking up at his mother from time to time.

And my mother was frowning the whole time, holding a pen, sitting in front of the desk, what's going on?

"Mom, are you making money?" Tuanzi asked Zhang Hong in a low voice.

"No." Zhang Hong sighed, well, I don't know how to write it, and the dumpling has come back, so I hugged the dumpling and had a good chat.

Maybe after chatting with my son for a while, my mind will open up.

no? "Then what are you doing?" Tuanzi poked his head to look, "That's all you wrote?"

Tuanzi stretched out his hand to count each character, "Mom, you wrote 42 characters."

Chu Zhengming burst out laughing. He knew that it would be difficult for Zhang Hong to write an 40-character review, but he did not expect that Zhang Hong could only write more than [-] characters after sitting in front of the table for a long time.

Chu Zhengming was really curious about when Zhang Hong would finish writing the [-] characters, "Give it to me tomorrow at the latest."

"You can't delay." By the way, I forgot to mention the time just now, but it's not too late to make up for it now.

(End of this chapter)