The Lucky Wife Reborn In the 90s Era Has A Spatial Ability

On the highway, no overloading is allowed.

However, almost no one in the county cares about this, and in the countryside, no one cares.

A few people squeezed in the back seat, Zhang Kun stepped on the accelerator and left for the countryside.

On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, Qin Xiaomin had already had a holiday and had brought her children back to prepare for the New Year.

Li Yong's farmhouse was delayed due to a heavy snowfall a few days ago, and the opening ceremony may be postponed to the end of the year.

There is no hurry to open, and the family is not so busy.

When Li Xu and the others came back, the whole family was there.

Li Yong and Li Lei were playing briquettes in the yard, probably the briquettes that had just been unloaded, and were placed in a mess in the yard.

Li Lei and Li Yong spread a film that had fallen down from the greenhouse at the corner of the wall, and then placed the briquettes carefully and neatly under the wall.

This greenhouse is still quite expensive.

Every winter, it has to be replaced with a new one.

However, Liu Guihua and Li Zhiming were reluctant to throw away the old film that was replaced.

In situations like this, it comes in handy.

Ji Ziang rolled up his sleeves with enthusiasm, and stepped forward to help: "Uncle, Uncle, I'll help you!"

Li Yong instructed him: "Handle it with care, don't break it."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Ziang was staggered by the film under his feet, and the briquettes in his hands fell to the ground and shattered into several halves.

Ji Ziang looked at Li Yong with some embarrassment: "Second uncle, I didn't mean to."

Seeing this, Li Yong sighed and comforted him: "It's alright, just leave it alone. I'll just make briquettes with the scum later."

Hearing this, Ji Ziang breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully helped them do the work.

Meng Xiaoning and Qin Xiaomin's sister-in-law are doing needlework on the kang.

It was said that it was done in one piece, but it was actually done by Meng Xiaoning, and Qin Xiaomin looked at it.

Seeing Li Xu come in, Qin Xiaomin picked up the little clothes next to her and showed her: "sister, look, this is a new dress made by my sister-in-law for Xiangxiang and Niannian."

Li Xu looked at these two small clothes that were identical except for the size, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's pretty."

The two children next to them seemed to hear someone calling their names, and babbled.

Ji Zixuan stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards Xiang Xiang, "Come on, brother hug!"

Thinking that he is almost one and a half years old, he doesn't speak much, but he can walk.

She was sitting on the kang at this time, and when she saw Ji Zixuan's gesture, she stood up against the wall, and then moved to Ji Zixuan step by step.

When he moved to Ji Zixuan's side, he threw himself into Ji Zixuan's arms.

Ji Zixuan hugged her and teased her: "Call me brother!"

Think of grinning, but not opening your mouth.

Li Miao stood beside her and hurriedly reached out her hand: "Come on, auntie hug."

Thinking blinked and clenched Ji Zixuan's collar.

Qin Xiaomin looked at it and pretended to be annoyed: "I'm rushing to think about it, no one cares about what we're thinking about? Then we're going to be angry!"

Li Miao smiled, and then reached out to hug Nian Nian.

Niannian was only over six months old, and she hugged it carefully, "Who said it, whether it's thinking about it or Niannian, my aunt likes it equally."

Qin Xiaomin laughed and asked, "Are you tired on the road? Hurry up and rest for a while."

"Not tired, why are you tired of sitting all the time?"

Li Xu and Zhang Kun went to the kitchen with their things, while Liu Guihua and Li Zhiming were cleaning up in the kitchen.

Seeing that Li Xu was carrying so many things, Liu Guihua said, "I spend money indiscriminately, and your father and I have nothing to lose."

"They are all special products of City B, buy them back for everyone to try!"

In the yard, Ji Ziang was already bragging with his two uncles.

"Brother Mucheng's yard is very big. There are several as big as ours, and there are rockeries, trees, and ponds in the yard..."

"We also went to the highest building in City B, the top floor of the Tower of the East to eat. You don't know, looking at the people below is like looking at ants."

"Oh, by the way, we also went to the zoo. The zoo there is very big, and there are all kinds of animals."

After listening to his nephew's introduction, Li Yong showed great respect: "City B is so good. When I get rich in the future, I have to go and see it."

Speaking of money, Li Yong suddenly remembered something.

He quickly took off the gloves on his hands and greeted Li Lei: "Brother, come in, I have something to tell you."

As he said that, he had already entered the house.

"Xiao Min, where is the thing I asked you to take?" Li Yong asked.

Hearing this, Qin Xiaomin came back to his senses and quickly took out his bag from behind.

Li Lei also came in at this time, "What's the matter, what can't be said outside?"

Both of their hands were dusty, and they didn't wash their hands.

Li Yong instructed Qin Xiaomin: "take all your money out."

Qin Xiaomin opened the zipper and took out two stacks of money: "Sister, brother, I used your money when I bought a house before, and I'll give it back to you now."

The money in Qin Xiaomin's hand was divided into two stacks with a rubber band. She heard that she handed the two stacks of money to Meng Xiaoning and Li Xu respectively.

"Don't be in such a hurry." Meng Xiaoning didn't answer, "I

The two of you don't have much money to spend now, you still have to pay the mortgage. "

Li Xu didn't answer either.

Li Yong said: "It's okay, Xiaomin's company gave a part of the bonus for the New Year, and her maternity allowance has also come down. Plus the money that my parents gave me before, it's enough."

Qin Xiaomin pushed the money to the two people's hands again: "We still have money, so you can take it. If we owe money all the time, we feel bad about it."

When Meng Xiaoning heard the words, he glanced at Li Lei and asked for his opinion.

Upon seeing this, Li Lei nodded and motioned to Meng Xiaoning: "In this case, you can take it!"

Li Xu also handed the money to Zhang Kun: "You put it in the car first."

Zhang Kun nodded, found a black plastic bag, wrapped the money, and took it to the car.

"Li Lei, go back and get the IOU." Meng Xiaoning reminded.

Li Lei also suddenly remembered this, when he borrowed money, Li Yong also wrote an IOU!

He immediately went out: "You wait, I'll go back and get it!"

Li Yong stopped him: "What else do you take, just tear it up when you go back, can I still trust you?"

Li Lei didn't stop: "It's just two or three hundred meters, I'll be back in less than five minutes, wait!"

While speaking, he had already walked out, and Li Yong didn't stop him when he saw it.

Li Xu said: "I put the IOU you wrote to me at home, and I will bring it to you next time."

Li Yong smiled bitterly: "What to bring, just tear it off."

Li Xuxiao: "That's it, I'll tear it up when I go back."

Not long after, Li Lei came back.

Holding the IOU written by Li Yong at the beginning, he handed it to Li Yong: "Look and see if you wrote it."

Li Yong didn't even look at it, he took the note and tore it into pieces.

The family stayed at Li's house until more than five o'clock in the afternoon before returning home.

After staying at home until the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, he returned to Zhang Kun's hometown.

There is no New Year's Eve this year, the 29th of the twelfth lunar month is the New Year's Eve.

Because Zhang Yao came back, Zhang Kun's family could only live in Zhang Jun's house.

On the morning of the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the two families went to the old house.

Kill the chicken to kill the chicken, kill the fish to kill the fish, paste the couplet of the couplet, and start preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.

After tonight, the millennium officially entered.

New Year's Eve is the most important meal of the year.

For this meal, the family was busy from morning to evening.

Although busy, but very happy.

After five o'clock, the hard vegetables were already in the pot, and Zhang Kun was in charge.

There are a few simple dishes that are left to cook after the hard dishes are out of the pan.

Zhang Kun is in charge, Zhang Jun is on fire, and the brothers cooperate very well.

Wang Yueju sat on the kang and watched TV with a few children.

Zhang Yao was mixing noodles, while Li Xu and Hao Meiting's sister-in-law were preparing dumpling fillings.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, dumplings are made, which is a tradition in their S city.

Only Zhang Dali, an idler, looked here and there.

"Yaoyao..." Wang Yueju suddenly called out to Zhang Yao.

Zhang Yao looked over in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Wang Yueju hesitated: "I don't know..."

She didn't seem to know whether to say it or not. After a while, she said, "You said that Wei Zhenghao won't celebrate the New Year alone tonight, right?"

After Wang Yueju finished speaking, Zhang Yao fell silent.

Li Xu and Hao Meiting's sister-in-law were talking, but they consciously stopped when they heard the words.

Hearing Wei Zhenghao's name, Wenwen glanced at Zhang Yao quietly.

"How do I know if he celebrates the New Year alone? Besides, what does it have to do with you?" Zhang Yao said impatiently after a while.

Wang Yueju sighed: "Last time in front of our house, Wei Zhenghao and his mother had a very stiff fight. Besides, he has been helping you in the field these past few months, and he didn't ask for a penny, right? "

Zhang Dali heard the voice and came in from outside.

"I think you're old and confused. Do you remember to eat or fight? You just remember his days, why don't you remember the bad things he did in the past?"

Seeing that when Wang Yueju talked about Wei Zhenghao, her old man and Zhang Yao were a little excited, and they didn't dare to say anything, but just whispered: "I'm thinking about it, it's a convenient thing to give him a bowl of dumplings."

Zhang Yao didn't speak, just took care of himself.

Seeing this, Wang Yueju sighed, "Alright, alright, I won't talk about it, what should I be busy with!"

The house was lively again, but Zhang Yao's face didn't return to normal for a long time.

After seven o'clock, all the hard vegetables were out of the pot.

Zhang Dali set the table, Zhang Jun brought the hard dishes to the table, and Zhang Kun was already washing the pot and preparing to fry the next dish.

It was almost eight o'clock, and the children switched the TV program to the Central One, waiting to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

At around 8:00, all the dishes were ready, and the family huddled on a table, watching the Spring Festival Gala while eating.

Outside, the sound of firecrackers was already crackling.

During the day, Zhang Dali had already gone to buy a whole box of fireworks for the children.

Hearing the sound outside, the children couldn't bear it anymore.

After a quick meal, Zhang Jun and Hao Meiting took the children to the courtyard.

Soon, there were crackling sounds and the children's shouts in the yard.

The rest of the people quickly finished eating.

Wang Yueju took Zhang Yao and Li Xu to shift the position, and moved the plate, noodles and dumpling fillings to the kang, and the three began to make dumplings for the evening.

After Zhang Kun finished eating, he was about to clear the table, when suddenly Ji Ziang ran in from outside.

He looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Zhang Yao, "Auntie, Wenwen's father is here."

He knew that Zhang Yao and Wei Zhenghao had already divorced and should not be called uncle now.

Therefore, Wei Zhenghao is called Wenwen's father.

Hearing this, Zhang Yao's brows suddenly wrinkled, she put down the face in her hand and walked out.

Zhang Kun asked Ji Ziang, "Did he come alone? Or did he bring someone else?"

Ji Ziang said, "He is the only one."

Hearing this, Zhang Kun felt relieved and did not go out with Zhang Yao.

In the yard, the children had stopped setting off fireworks, and looked at each other, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Ji Zixuan greeted them: "Come on, let's go in to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and come out later."

The children hurrahed into the house and filled it up.

Zhang Dali stood in the yard, his face a little ugly.

After a while, he let out a long sigh and followed him back to the house.

At the door, Wei Zhenghao was holding several red envelopes in his hands.

He handed it to Zhang Yao and said in a low voice, "This is a red envelope for the children. I don't have much money in my hand. I put 50 yuan in a red envelope. Before going to bed at night, remember to put the red envelope on Wenwen's pillow. under."

Looking at the red envelopes in front of her, Zhang Yao frowned tightly.

"Wei Zhenghao, you don't have to pretend in front of me, I can tell you very clearly that I will not remarry you." Zhang Yao said after holding back for a while.

Hearing Zhang Yao's words, Wei Zhenghao smiled bitterly, "I didn't want to remarry, I know I hurt you too deeply. I don't want anything now, I just want to be with you and pull Wenwen up."

This sentence is a human word.

Zhang Yao stretched out his hand and took out a red envelope: "You are Wenwen's father, this red envelope is what you should give. As for the other children, it has nothing to do with you, so don't bother you, I will give it to you. of."

After speaking, she turned to go back.

Wei Zhenghao didn't care so much, grabbed Zhang Yao's arm, took the opportunity to put all the red envelopes on the ground, turned around and ran away.

"Hey, you..." Zhang Yao called him, but Wei Zhenghao had already run a few meters away.

Zhang Yao picked up the red envelope on the ground and wanted to chase, but Wei Zhenghao had already run away.

She sighed and could only enter the door with Wei Zhenghao's red envelope.

Who has a grudge against money?

After entering the house, she put a few red packets on the kang, "I'm going to wash my hands!"

Looking at the red envelopes, Zhang Kun and Zhang Jun looked at each other.

"Where did you get the red envelope? Wei Zhenghao didn't give it, right?" Zhang Jun asked in disbelief when Zhang Yao came back.

Zhang Yao nodded with a calm expression: "Well, he gave it, one for each child!"

Zhang Jun's eyes widened: "Is he really giving it?"

In front of Wenwen, he was embarrassed to say the rest.

Wei Zhenghao, who has always been stingy to the extreme, what happened? Is the iron tree blooming?

Is there a dollar in it?

Zhang Jun took several red envelopes, and after opening them one by one, he was even more surprised.

"All fifty."

Hao Meiting gave him a sideways look: "Hurry up and put it down."

It seemed like he was greedy for money.

Zhang Jun sealed the red envelopes one by one and put them back in their original places.

"In this case, it's not good for us to ask for his red envelope, or we should send it back to him tomorrow." Zhang Jun suggested.

Both of them are divorced, and Wei Zhenghao has no reason to give their children lucky money.

Zhang Yao said, "Take it, it's not much money. They still owe me money from the Wei family, and it's not enough to pay it back."

Zhang Jun heard the words and knew that Zhang Yao was angry and said angry words, but he did not dare to answer.

He turned to the children and said, "Come on, let's go out and put off the rest of the fireworks!"

The children followed him out again.

The red envelopes were placed there quietly, no one moved.

Until the evening after watching the Spring Festival Gala, a few red envelopes were still in the distance, and they didn't even move.

At half past twelve, after eating the dumplings, Zhang Jun and Zhang Kun returned to Zhang Jun's house.

Wang Yueju packed up the things on the kang, and when she saw a few red envelopes in the corner, she looked at Zhang Yao: "What about the money?"

Zhang Yao hesitated for a while, then reached out and put away the red envelope: "You don't need to worry about it."

Seeing this, Wang Yueju breathed a sigh of relief.

Before going to bed, Zhang Yao took out one of the many red envelopes and stuffed it under Wenwen's pillow.

The more lucky money stuffed under the pillow, the more blessings to the child.

Take Wei Zhenghao's red envelopes to make up the number!

"Mom..." As soon as Zhang Yao lay down, Wenwen whispered to her.

"What's wrong? Is it too cold inside the quilt? Come, come to me!" Zhang Yao reached out and lifted his quilt.

Wenwen hesitated for a while, but still got into Zhang Yao's bed.

"Mom, how did Dad eat at night?" Wenwen asked suddenly.

When Zhang Yao heard the words, her whole body stiffened, and then she asked, "What's wrong? Did you miss him?"

Wenwen immediately shook her head and denied: "No!"

Her reaction was so quick that she knew it was a lie at a glance.

Zhang Yao reached out and pulled the light cord.

The room quickly plunged into darkness, and she twitched the corners of her mouth with a wry smile.

"Then do you want to play with your brothers and sisters tomorrow, or do you want to find your father?" Zhang Yao asked in a low voice.

This time, Wenwen didn't speak.

Zhang Yao already knew what Wenwen was thinking.

Why don't couples with children in this world easily get divorced?

Because they all know that it is they who suffer if they don't get divorced, but once they get divorced, it is their children who suffer.

Most people would rather suffer for themselves than for their children.

If Wenwen hadn't been beaten at the beginning, she wouldn't have resolutely divorced.

Maybe up to now, he is still living hard at the Wei family, for the sake of the child.

She stretched out her hand, patted Wenwen's back lightly, and coaxed in a low voice, "Go to sleep!"

Early the next morning, Ji Ziang couldn't wait to get up.

He dug out his new clothes from the bag next to him and put them on one by one.

The new clothes for the three children were all bought in City B.

After wearing it, seeing that the others were still awake, Ji Ziang tiptoed out the door.

On the first day of the new year, there are many people on the street. Everyone walks the streets, greeting each other New Years.

Ji Ziang came back often, and many people in the village knew him.

Seeing the fashionable clothes on him, he couldn't help complimenting Ji Ziang beautifully.

The street gradually became lively, and Ji Yuanyuan was awakened.

"Little lazy pig, get up soon. Put on your new clothes, and later let's go and call Grandpa Qin to say New Year's greetings to him!" As Li Xu spoke, he had already brought over the clothes next to him.

Ji Yuanyuan raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and looked around. Except for Li Xu, everyone else in the room had gone out.

She took the clothes and put them on slowly, "Mom, what time is it now?"

After speaking, she yawned.

"It's past nine o'clock, are you hungry?" Li Xu asked.

The little girl put on her top and was lazy when she put on her pants. She leaned on Li Xu and acted like a spoiled child: "Mom, help me put it on!"

"Calling you little lazy pig, I'm not wronging you at all!" Li Xu said with his mouth, but his hands were not ambiguous at all, and he quickly helped Ji Yuanyuan get dressed.

Ji Yuanyuan touched his stomach: "I'm a little hungry!"

Li Xu took the new shoes to her hand again, "Then put on the shoes quickly, let's go to the grandparents for dinner."

When the mother and daughter passed by, Zhang Kun had already prepared the meal.

Just after dinner, Ji Yuanyuan was about to go out with Wenwen when he saw Zhang Yao putting on a coat for Wenwen, as if he was going to take her out.

After getting dressed, Zhang Yao whispered, "I'll send Wenwen to Wei Zhenghao's place to stay for the morning."

Before everyone could speak, Zhang Yao took Wenwen out.

Wenwen seemed to be in a good mood when she went out, knowing she was going to find her father.

Zhang Yao carried Wenwen onto the bicycle, then rode the bicycle and walked slowly to Wei Zhenghao's house.

Wenwen saw Wei Zhenghao as soon as she turned into the alley where Wei Zhenghao lived.

He was wearing a black

Colored padded jacket, squatting at the door, do not know what to think.

"Dad!" Wenwen shouted after a long distance.

Wei Zhenghao was stunned for a moment, looked up to see Wenwen and Zhang Yao, and looked overjoyed.

"Why are you here?" He asked in surprise when Zhang Yao and Wenwen approached.

Zhang Yao stopped the car, but didn't get out, just looked at Wei Zhenghao: "Hold her down!"

Wei Zhenghao quickly reached out and hugged Wenwen down.

"At eleven o'clock at noon, I'll come to pick her up, don't run around with her." Zhang Yao said, getting on the bicycle and leaving.

Wei Zhenghao reached out his hand subconsciously and held Zhang Yao's handlebars: "You..."

Zhang Yao frowned and whispered, "Let go!"

Wei Zhenghao let go a little embarrassedly.

As soon as Zhang Yao pedaled, the bicycle went far.

Wei Zhenghao hugged Wenwen, looked at Zhang Yao's back, and his heart was mixed for a while.

After Zhang Yao disappeared, Wei Zhenghao walked into the door with Wenwen in his arms.

"Dad will get the money and take you to buy something delicious." Wei Zhenghao said with a smile.

Wenwen was in his arms and asked, "Dad, have you eaten?"

In a word ~www.readwn.com~ asked Wei Zhenghao with some hot eyes.

After so long, the girl was the only one who cared about whether he had eaten or not.

"Have eaten, Dad has eaten." Wei Zhenghao said quickly.

When Zhang Yao returned home, everyone was stunned again.

I thought that Zhang Yao would have to stay there for a while. Seeing this, he came here after sending the child?

Since then, everyone in the Zhang family has also known.

Zhang Yao and Wei Zhenghao, I am afraid it is impossible.

...

The Zhang Kun family stayed in the Zhang family until the fifth day of the new year.

On the sixth day of the sixth day, several stores opened.

The business in the store is as good as ever, and Li Xu has been busy in the store until the fourteenth day of the first lunar month.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, I spent a Lantern Festival with my family.

On the 16th day of the first lunar month, Li Yong's farmhouse will finally open.