Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 377

Yu Xiangqin finally decided to marry Zhao Zhuangshi.

Returning to the city is far away, and she has long since given up looking forward to it.Even if she can go back to the city, her parents are just ordinary workers, and she can't find a job at all and can only eat at home.

In that case, the pressure at home would be too great.

And Zhao Zhuangshi...

Although he is quite an asshole and has a lot of messy problems, but seeing how thoughtful he is for his mother and his sister, this person is not bad in his bones.

Yu Xiangqin is not a grumpy person, so after making the decision, she stopped thinking about it and prepared for the wedding while taking care of Zhao Zhuangshi.

Their wedding was scheduled for one month later, because Widow Zhao heard that Yu's family had almost emptied their family fortune, and thought that Yu Xiangqin probably had no money to go home for the New Year this year, so she stopped waiting and married her into the family early, which would also be a good idea. Let the girl have a home.

Widow Zhao didn't hide the fact that the Yu family paid for Zhao Zhuangshi's medicine.

This word has been spread far and wide, and everyone knows it. It has advantages and disadvantages.

The good thing is that Yu Xiangqin won't bear the reputation of selling herself because she can't pay for the medicine;

The bad thing is that because of this, Zhao Zhuangshi became a soft rice man who would give up a leg to eat soft rice.

Widow Zhao has long been used to hearing gossip, and she can be rude, so no one dares to make irresponsible remarks in front of her, and she doesn't care what is said behind her back.

As for Zhao Zhuangshi...

He was still immersed in the bewilderment of suddenly having an extra daughter-in-law, and he had no idea that his former village tyrant had become a joke after dinner.

In this regard, Widow Zhao said that anyway, he was in the clinic and couldn't hear him.Even if he hears it, he is not afraid, anyway, he has no ability to fight with others now.

Widow Zhao herself was not idle. In addition to Zhang Luo's sugar and meat for the wedding, she went to Uncle Li to order a large wardrobe and desk.

She had said long ago that she would build a big wardrobe for her daughter-in-law, as for why she added an extra desk——

Widow Zhao said again that her daughter-in-law is an educated youth and a teacher in a literacy class, so if she has nothing to do, she can read and write, so there must be a desk!Doesn't the daughter-in-law of the old He family's elementary school teacher also have a desk?What?Literacy class teachers don't need it?Why don't you need it, she said you can use it if you need it!

Others said that Widow Zhao had never seen her daughter-in-law in eight lifetimes, and she wished she could pluck all the stars from the sky.

Yu Xiangqin listened and watched, and the smiles on the corners of his mouth increased day by day.

Because of her getting married, the educated youth also got busy.She is not the first educated youth to get married, but it is also a rare happy event.

On Sunday, the day of rest, several girls crowded together on the kang in the front yard to peel peanuts.Zheng Shan was also picked up by Lin Nianhe, and the little girl was next to Lin Nianhe, occupying a corner of the kang table to do her homework.

While they were chattering, Wang Hong opened the door and came in.

"Hey, it's freezing to death."

Wang Hong stepped in quickly, put her hand on the kang, and said casually: "They are all here, just right, I have something to see you."

"Aunt Wang, eat peanuts." Lin Nianhe grabbed a handful of peanut kernels and handed them over.

"No." Wang Hong waved her hand, sat down on the kang and said, "The textile factory wants to hire someone who can do needlework, make hair flowers, and give a dime for each one. I saw that job, it's not too difficult. , do you want to do it?"

The textile factory has been tossing about for several days, with a lot of demands, which made Wang Hong very tired.

The trio in the backyard are not interested in this matter, especially Wen Lan, who now feels pain in her head whenever she hears the word "head flower".

Wen Qingqing and Wen Ruanruan looked at each other, not very interested.The two of them had never done needlework at home, and the wages of ten cents each were really not attractive to them.

Yu Xiangqin recovered from the silly state in an instant, and raised her hand high: "I do it, I do it!"

Wang Hong looked at her, pursed her lips and teased, "Okay, I'll write it down for you, you and your mother-in-law are also companions."

Yu Xiangqin's face turned red symbolically.

She has heard too many words like this recently, and she has long been immune.

Wang Xue and Miao Hongqi looked at each other for a long time, and finally Wang Xue asked, "Aunt Wang, is there a quantity requirement for this job?"

"No, you can get as much as you can, and get as much as you pay." Wang Hong knew what the two of them were worried about, and continued, "If you two know how to sew, you can do it. You will be paid for all the sewing, and you don't need to add anything."

"That's fine, I'll do it." Miao Hongqi said immediately.

"I can do it too." Wang Xue also said.

"Okay, I'll write it down for you all." Wang Hong lowered her eyes to remember the names, "How about you? I remembered Xiaolan's hand by coincidence."

Wen Lan waved her hands again and again: "Don't, don't count me in, I made Hezi make a fuss and my head hurts when I think about it!"

But after thinking about it, she changed her mind again: "I'd better do it, count me in!"

"Why do you think it's a one-off? Do you want to do it or not?"

"Do it, I will do it!"

Wen Lan's eyes became firm.

Just now she also thought of the fear of being dominated by Lin Nianhe, and she was dizzy.It's good to make hair flowers. It's small and not afraid of people seeing it. She can take it to school and make it when there is no class!

Isn't a dime also money?
"What about you?" Wang Hong looked at the four people who hadn't spoken.

Lin Nianhe stuffed a peanut into Zheng Shan's small mouth: "Aunt Wang, do you think I am someone who can do needlework?"

Wang Hong: "Not like, the next one."

Wang Shumei has been busy knitting sweaters for Wang Xiaoxiao recently, she said with a smile that she can't do it now, and wait until the time is over.

Wen Qingqing and Wen Ruanruan were in the same situation as Lin Nianhe, they both said they couldn't do needlework.

"Okay, you guys are busy, I'm going to another house." Wang Hong wrote down the name in the notebook, got up and walked out.

As soon as she raised the curtain and opened the door, she heard someone shouting outside, "Is Zhiqing Lin there?"

Wang Hong poked her head around and recognized it after a moment of stupefaction: "It's Mrs. Shanshan, come in quickly, Nianhe Shanshan is here!"

Zheng Lirong was carrying a big suitcase and a sack, and after entering the door, he put the things aside casually, and his eyes were glued to Zheng Shan's body.

I haven't seen her for a few months. Her daughter is dark and fat. She is wearing a clean pink floral padded jacket with neat braids and two little bows tied at the end of her hair.

Zheng Shan raised her head, her big bright eyes turned red, she pursed her lips, and called out, "Mother."

Zheng Shan started talking after she was kidnapped last time, but she didn't talk much, mostly to Lin Nianhe, and occasionally she could say a few words to Bai Xiaojun, such as - go away, don't make noise, shut up.

Lin Nianhe testified that this is really not a problem with Zheng Shan as a sister, but that Bai Xiaojun really owes a lesson.

Lin Nianhe even felt that Zheng Shan's temper was too good. If she had a younger brother who tried to stuff all kinds of bugs into her mouth every day, she could whip him on the hanging beam with a belt.

"Hey, hey!"

Zheng Lirong's eyes were red, and she took a few steps forward, but did not dare to reach out to hug Zheng Shan, but rubbed her hands vigorously first, fearing that the cold air on her body would infect the child.

She deliberately dodged, but Zheng Shan misunderstood her sensitively. The little girl's eyes became redder, she pursed her lips, and picked up the pencil she had just put down with trembling little hands.

Just as she was about to lower her head, Lin Nianhe grabbed her pigtails. When she looked up, she met Lin Nianhe's smiling eyes.

"Don't jump on your mother, she's covered in snow and she's cold."

(End of this chapter)