Reborn 1980's sweet wife is seductive

Chapter 597
Tang Jun and the others have been in the company for more than ten days, and they don't know if they are tanned or thinner.

"it is good."

As soon as Zhang Hualian heard that her son was coming back, she took Tang Yue together and went to the market to buy vegetables.

The mother and daughter were busy for most of the afternoon, mostly Zhang Hualian was busy, Tang Zhengde was the last to help with the cooking, and Tang Yue was driven to rest.

According to Zhang Hualian's words, Tang Yue's hands are precious. She needs to draw manuscripts and make clothes, but she can't bear to let her daughter's hands be hurt by oil and salt.

Tang Yue didn't force it either. The machines of the Mingyue branch factory had already entered the factory, and a lot of personnel had been recruited. To Tang Yue's surprise, there were many sister-in-laws near Beijing who were willing to sign up to work in the Mingyue branch factory.

They are close to Beijing, and they have nothing to do at home. Most of them take care of their children. Now that there is such a good job in a garment factory, everyone is naturally happy. As for the children, there are old people at home who can also help take care of them. The sister-in-law has grown up children, and most of them live in the college, so they don't have to worry about it.

Tang Yue's design drafts kept coming. The design drafts of Peng Yufei, Xin Jiaren, and Sun Qing were not bad under her corrections. They have already been put into production in the factory in Wangjiang County, and they are selling well. Now Tang Yue Wyatt gave the three of them more and more opportunities.

The design drafts of the three of them are mixed with Tang Yue's, so that Mingyue Garment Factory keeps introducing new styles and new styles. The most important thing for her now is Xingyao's side.

In the simple office of the studio, Tang Yue turned on the computer. She has gradually gotten used to drawing pictures with the computer. Sometimes, in terms of color, the computer is better than drawing by hand. Of course, it can also liberate her hands a little. , Sometimes when the computer is tired, I write and draw on paper with my hands.

Sometimes when my hands are tired, I go to the computer to draw a picture, and sometimes inspiration comes out just like that.

The studio was very quiet. The three of Peng Yufei each had their own things to do. Tang Yue felt fulfilled in the busy days.

Before dinner, Tang Jun and the others who came back by the moonlight were black and thin like monkeys, Tang Yue pulled Tang Jun to look at it twice and asked: "Xiaojun, you are going to Africa, right? It's too tanned, like charcoal."

"You just went to Africa." Tang Jun's face darkened, and he said, "Sister, I'm a manly man, so I can be a little thinner, what's the matter?"

"Xiaojun, you are not only thinner, but also darker." Tang Yue dragged Tang Jun into the house. Under the light, Tang Jun was a degree darker than before entering the motorcade.

"How can I... be... black... black?" Tang Jun raised his arm, looked at the black arm, and felt guilty in his words.

"Sister, can you say something nice?"

Tang Jun looked down, and had nothing to refute. After all, he was really dark, thin, and his belly was too flat. He felt that he could swallow a cow.

"Mom and Dad made you your favorite braised pork, stir-fried small yellow croaker, and sweet and sour pork ribs." Every time Tang Yue counted, she could hear Tang Jun swallowing.

Tang Yue smiled lightly, and said: "You guys, wash your hands quickly, I'll be waiting for you to eat."

Tang Yue went to the kitchen and brought out the dishes.

Knowing that the four of them must be very hungry, but seeing the four of them wolfing down food, Tang Yue still felt sad.

Tang Zhengde and Zhang Hualian were very distressed. Seeing that their son had grown darker and lost a lot of weight, Zhang Hualian kept telling them to eat more slowly.

"Don't choke, if you like to eat, there are more."

"Come back next time, I'll do it for you again."

Zhang Hualian spoke softly, and specially put a bowl of tea next to the four of them.

*
Haishi, Lianjia.

The 68th birthday of the old man of the Lian family, even if it is not a big deal, but good friends from the past always come to congratulate him.

Because of this matter, Lian He stayed in Haishi all the time, even if he wanted to go to Beijing to see his daughter, he couldn't spare the time.

Even Qingyang and Liantong came back, and even the children who were away from home rushed to Haishi.

"Qingqing, you said you're not coming back?" Xiang Yazhi secretly called at home. She had confirmed that Lian Qingqing would come back, but this time, Lian Qingqing said that she was going to participate in a competition and couldn't make it back.

Xiang Yazhi said seriously: "Qingqing, you are at home every year for your grandfather's birthday. Originally, your father didn't agree with you going abroad. Now that you don't come back for your grandfather's birthday, your father will be unhappy."

"Mom, this game is really important to me."

Through the phone, Xiang Yazhi could feel Lian Qingqing's determination. Lian Qingqing was the same as she is now. She was extremely determined to go abroad. No matter how much she begged, she was unwilling to study in China.

"No." Xiang Yazhi's voice softened, coaxing softly: "Qingqing, we don't care about that kind of competition, why do you insist on participating?"

"Mom, I don't care, I must participate." Lian Qingqing has always been self-centered, she said: "Mom, talk to my dad carefully, my dad will definitely agree."

"Qingqing."

Xiang Yazhi was about to say that Lian He asked her to make the call. Lian He said that Lian Qingqing must be sent back to China, but how could she explain to Lian He now?
There was a busy tone of 'beep' on the phone, and Xiang Yazhi said with a headache: "This kid, really throw me everything, how can I tell him?"

"Let's be honest."

Lian Qingyang leaned against the door frame, holding a game console in his hand, and said: "Mom, I didn't blame you, you just spoiled Lian Qingqing, and grandpa didn't come back on his birthday."

"Xiaoyang, how can you say that about your sister?" Xiang Yazhi stepped forward and was about to snatch the game console from Lian Qingyang's hand. Lian Qingyang turned around and sat on the sofa. He continued to play the game console with his head down. , he took the time to look up, glanced at Xiang Yazhi and said, "Mom, whose elder sister pushed her own brother to block the pot."

"Back then... that happened back then, because your sister was still young." Xiang Yazhi explained, feeling a little guilty, and said, "Qingqing is going to participate in the competition."

"Miss Lian, is there still one game missing?" Lian Qingyang sneered and said: "Mom, she just lied to you, who knows why she went, by the way, Dad said, even If Qingqing doesn't come back, he wants her to look good."

"You brat, can't you say something nice?" Xiang Yazhi said angrily, "Of course your sister is participating in the competition, what else can she do?"

Xiang Yazhi stared at Lian Qingyang, Lian Qingyang was double-minded, and he played the game very smoothly. After he finished playing, he looked up and saw Xiang Yazhi's gaze. He couldn't help swallowing. He swallowed and said, "Mom, why are you looking at me like this? I can't help Lian Qingqing with this matter."

(End of this chapter)