The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 299
Zhao Hongxia has always been ashamed of Zhang Quan. For so many years, Zhang Quan has always been very kind to her, even playing tricks to make her happy, and she is very dependent on her.

She knew that Zhang Quan liked children very much, so why didn't she like them?

But seeing Zhang Quan being so happy because he could recognize a godmother, Zhao Hongxia's heart felt tight.

What if they had children of their own?

"Daughter-in-law, what are you thinking? Let's close the door early today, go to the cloth workshop and grab some good fabrics to make clothes for An Bao and Ning Bao?"

Zhao Hongxia put away her thoughts, nodded with a smile, "Sure, let's go after lunch."

……

Jiang Zhinuan still has a few marinated ducks in the bamboo basket, and they put them all at Aunt Su's place.

One is to give a copy to Aunt Su’s nephew who butchered pigs, and the rest belong to Aunt Su and her two sons. Jiang Zhinuan only said that there are many things going on recently, so he asked Aunt Su to help deliver it.

Aunt Su agreed repeatedly after receiving it.

On the way back, Jiang Zhinuan was still puzzled: "Master, why do you have to ask Mrs. Su to deliver it? It's still early today, so we can deliver it ourselves."

Di Qing smiled and said that Jiang Zhinuan was simple-minded.

The previous incident created a rift between Aunt Su and her second daughter-in-law. Speaking of which, Jiang Zhinuan was also to blame for this matter.

After such a period of time, everyone calmed down and asked Aunt Su to help deliver it, so as to ease the relationship between their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Although this matter was not Aunt Su's fault, but the folk customs are like this, Aunt Su's meeting with Uncle Zhang is bound to bring a lot of gossip. Of course, the second daughter-in-law has done something wrong, but it is the reputation of their family.

It doesn't matter who goes to please whom first, after the matter is over, there must be a time for relaxation.

After hearing Di Qing's analysis, Jiang Zhinuan had no choice but to nod: "This is my fault. I didn't hear what you advised me before. I just thought about it. Uncle Zhang and Aunt Su are both so old. See you They have spoken their wishes face to face, and they did not expect this to happen.”

"So, you are not only kind-hearted, but also pure-hearted."

"Let's just say you're praising me?"

"Yes, yes, I'm praising you."

An Bao and Ning Bao nestled in Di Qing's arms, one on the left and the other on the right. Jiang Zhinuan pushed the wheelchair forward, and the noon sun was scorching on them.

The two babies soon had sweat on their foreheads.

This is not going to work. When I open a shop in the future, I will inevitably have to go back and forth between the shops in the reeds. It will be summer soon, and it will be too painful to bring the children like this.

Jiang Zhinuan looked at the simple wheelchair in front of him, thinking about how to design and modify a luxurious wheelchair.

This wooden wheelchair would have a lot of resistance when pushed. Jiang Zhinuan thought of the blacksmith shop. When the shop opened and made money, the owner of the blacksmith shop could help rebuild a new wheelchair.

Preferably it can be disassembled and assembled.

Jiang Zhinuan directly thought of an island-country baby-walking bicycle. There is a space in front of the handlebar for the baby to sit on, and Di Qing’s wheelchair can be towed from the back, and she rides in the middle!
The preliminary concept model has already come out in her mind, but it is much more difficult to build something like a bicycle, especially the chain, which cannot be built by ordinary people.

At that time, I am afraid that I will have to go to Yongning County to find a master master to try my hand. Of course, Jiang Zhinuan has never been a person who retreats in spite of difficulties.

If you have a plan and an idea in your mind, then work hard to realize it.

The current wooden wheelchair has to last for a while. If the weather is too hot, then let Di Qing live in the shop with the child, saving them from tossing back and forth with her.

Back to the reeds.

Jiang Zhinuan's task is still to catch ducks and kill them. If the shop opens, lo mei is indispensable.

When she left in the morning, she told A-Lian to do this. When they came back, A-Lian had already killed more than a dozen ducks, and now she washed her hands and started cooking.

"Sister Jiang, you are back."

Jiang Zhinuan looked at the dozens of white-striped ducks neatly stacked together in the wooden basin on the kitchen floor, and gave A-Lian a thumbs-up: "Thank you for killing so many ducks in one morning."

"It's not hard work, but Sister Jiang is exhausted after taking Brother Di and the children out for a trip. Go to the house to rest soon. I have prepared herbal tea. I will cook dinner later. I will call you to eat."

Should I say it or not, this A-Lian is a person who knows how to live.

She is able to endure hardships and work, and arranges things well. If she hadn't hit on Di Qing's idea, Jiang Zhinuan would really like to keep her in the reeds.

Pity.

Anbao and Ningbao were not there in the morning, and the eldest cousin didn't teach, so he went to work on the embankment together. Jiang Zhinuan finally had time to sit down in the room and look through the rice paper the children had studied in the past few days.

The paintings on it are densely packed, but they can be recognized anyway, because they are writing their own names.

"Did uncle teach you how to write names?"

"Yes, mother, it's just that we are too stupid. We have been writing for several days and haven't learned it yet."

The appearance of this character has been drawn, but the two children just drew it crookedly according to the gourd painting.

Jiang Zhinuan became interested, picked up a pen, took another piece of rice paper, and wrote the names Di Youan and Di Youning on it. After thinking about it, he wrote down Di Qing and Jiang Zhinuan's name.

She called An Bao and Ning Bao to watch together, and taught them to recognize the names first, and then let them take a pen and write along.

"You two first try to write."

An Bao and Ning Bao sat obediently at the desk, holding a pen and began to draw on the paper, but were stopped by Jiang Zhinuan.

"No! It's wrong to hold a pen. How can you write well? Didn't uncle teach you how to hold a pen?"

An Bao shook his head: "Uncle has been leading us to recite children's poems for the past few days. He has only written a few times, and he has never taught us to hold a pen like this."

Jiang Zhinuan had no choice but to step forward, leaned down, and carefully corrected An Bao's pen-holding posture, then supported his hand, and wrote the name stroke by stroke.

"Write like this, remember?"

An Bao nodded, but as soon as Jiang Zhinuan let go, the place that should be horizontal bent, and the place that should be vertical also flew up.

Writing is not something that can be accomplished overnight. You have to take your time. Learning to write names at the beginning is really embarrassing for the two children.

After Jiang Zhinuan took Ning Bao to write the name again, he wrote down the character Yong on the paper. When Jiang Zhinuan was in college, he took a calligraphy class. In the beginning, apart from practicing the strokes of horizontal and vertical strokes, he was writing Yong. Character.

Yongzi Bafa is an introduction to calligraphy and is most suitable for beginners.

A "Yong" character includes all the basic strokes used in Chinese calligraphy: dot, horizontal, vertical, left, right, hook, upward and horizontal, and oblique.

As long as you write this word well, it will not be a problem to write other words in the future.

Jiang Zhinuan carefully explained to the two children the eight methods of Yongzi and their skills of holding a pen, and then wrote the strokes on the paper one by one, asking them to practice from the strokes, and practice Yongzi after the strokes were completed.

This kind of gradual learning is to lay the foundation for children, not to write a good name and let them compare cats and tigers.

Sitting aside, Di Qing looked at Jiang Zhinuan's appearance, his eyes were full of shock, and the eyes of the eldest cousin standing at the door were full of admiration.

He is really incompetent as a teacher, he is not as good as his cousin, a woman!

(End of this chapter)