Jiang Lu sent Zhao Bin back, Zhou Chunhe and his son Zhou Tian were having a fight, and they "fighted each other" one after another. She was simply shameless to see.

Zhou Chunhe patted his son's butt, and Zhou Tian patted Zhou Chunhe's arm in a good manner. He couldn't pat his father's butt, and he was squatting in front of him.

Zhou Tian thought it was a game, but the giant in front of him refused to forgive him everywhere, and he felt wronged.

I cried out with a wow.

"Don't cry!" Zhou Chunhe said in a slight fear, "A man bleeds and does not cry."

Zhou Tian couldn't understand, so he continued to cry and called "Mom, Mom".

Zhou Chunhe sat on the bench with his ears covered, picked up the cold tea and took a sip of it enjoyably, and even clicked his mouth loudly, "It's delicious!"

I knew that Zhou Tian couldn't understand, so his lips were obvious, reaching an exaggerated level.

Zhou Tian forgot his mother and staggered towards his father step by step.

Pointing to the teacup in Zhou Chunhe's hand, the exit was "Qi, Qi."

"To be precise, it's 1,800 yuan."

Zhou Tian pointed at his mouth and said that I want it too.

The clothes Zhao Bin brought were mostly women's styles, and they were all new styles that were rare in this county.

"I can't bear to bear the money I made?"

Zhou Chunhe thrust his back, obediently, and bowed his body to feed his son.

"Then I'll go and send Zhao Bin telegram now and ask him to take his clothes back. I'll cook for you at home and change Zhou Tian's diapers."

Zhou Tian was anxious in the yard. My father had been there for so long and had not come out yet, so he went for fun. He happened to see a lump of goose feces on the ground, which had been dried. The little guy looked like he could eat it and picked it up.

Just put it in your mouth.

But it was not only this style that made Jiang Lu sign this contract without hesitation, but also because of the trademark "HD" on this dress. This brand that still firmly occupies part of the market in later generations became popular in the 1980s.

, in the 1990s, she is the leader. Now she can take it down, and with her ability to predict the market, she can buy a house, a car, and a courtyard house.

Zhou Chunhe looked at his son with disgust, "Why is this kid putting everything in his mouth? He can't even tell the feces!"

Zhou Chunhe didn't care, "You should sort it out quickly, there is no place to pile it up here."

"You are different from them, I'm right." Jiang Lu said this in a relaxed tone, but she had already praised this guy from head to toe in her heart.

"If you don't like him, I won't cooperate with him." Jiang Lu smiled and said easily, as if this was not a big deal.

"You ate your own shit when you were a child!" Zhou Ma Zi came in at some point and answered.

Zhou Chunhe used a little force, and Jiang Lu reached under her nose, reached out to slap her butt, and squeezed her again, whispering, "Wait for the night, I'll punish you well."

He wanted to object, but couldn't say it.

"You are willing to bear it?" Zhou Chunhe tentatively said.

"That's good. You can go to your mother's place to eat. Xiao An can go with the second master, or you two can go with him." Jiang Lu said with an idea.

Zhou Tian's mouth flattened, tears rolled in his eyes, and he called out "Mom, Mom".

Looking at my wife again, I don’t know when she had taken two steps back and was a little further away from him.

To her!

Jiang Lu felt that if her husband was like this, what else could he ask for?

Zhou Tian was so painful that he called out mom.

The little guy was satisfied, tears still hung on his face, giggling at his father, not feeling that he was not defeated at all.

"It's all the men and women in Wangjiaba Village. They all think that women only need to serve their parents-in-law at home and take care of their husbands and children."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to cook for you at noon in the future." Jiang Lu looked at Zhou Chunhe and apologized a little, but not much.

Zhou Chunhe was quick-eyed and quickly let go of his wife and ran over, slapped off the goose cake in his son's hand.

"There is still a fake one. Then I'll go to cook. You sit on the ground and play, and you don't know why you're stinging. Then you have nothing to do, so you started playing with your own poop and tasted it by the way.

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Zhou Chunhe folded his hands together and asked, "It's OK, there's no need for details."

Jiang Lu simply put down the clothes in her hand and looked at Zhou Chunhe, "Tell me, what are you thinking?"

Zhou Chunhe had nowhere to hide, as if someone had taken off his clothes and stood in the public.

"Where do I want to cook? It's more reliable to eat each one."

Jiang Lu couldn't bear to see it, folded her hands on her chest, moved to Zhou Chunhe's back, and ordered, "Give him a mouthful."

"Just make your own decision." As for men, they must give them some rights appropriately to be grateful.

"I have seen you sell clothes, and I have been so arrogant that I am not as confident as I am when I introduce clothes to people. I thought about it, and it seems that no matter how hard I work, I can earn more than I can.

You can't even give it to you, it seems that you have become more vivid because of them."

"There's nothing wrong," Zhou Chunhe muttered.

Jiang Lu's heart was surging. After looking at the sky, it was still early.

"It's only two thousand rounded up." Zhou Chunhe said leisurely, unable to see the sadness and joy.

"This is right, eating dirt is considered good." Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but reveal the news again.

It is true that Zhou Chunhe is a reckless man, but he understands her. What is rare is that he understands her and still pity her.

Zhou Chunhe came in to pour water. His son was addicted to playing and did not dare to drink too much tea for him. After glance at the clothes, Zhou Chunhe knew that his wife's business was going to start this time.

"So I support you to do it, even if I don't like that boy very much."

Zhou Chunhe froze on the spot, "Mom, are you serious?"

"Then what are you reluctant to give up?" Jiang Lu looked at Zhou Chunhe devoutly.

Zhou Chunhe walked out and turned back. He picked out the clothes with his fingers, and said casually, "I remember at the end of last year, you made a small profit of two thousand?"

Zhou Chunhe was anxious, "You are crazy. I can see that there is a penalty for breach of contract on it."

"I can't bear to leave."

"I haven't finished talking yet." Mrs. Zhou rarely remembered a bad past and wanted to vent it.

Jiang Lu stood up, "If you want to give up, I will give up." After that, he really walked towards the door.

Jiang Lu burst out laughing, "I thought you were different from them."

Zhou Chunhe spread his hands, "I didn't think of anything."

"Do you still know how to round?" Jiang Lu smiled, saw the strange expression in Zhou Chunhe's eyes, and stopped the movement in his hand. Is the straight man's self-esteem being rubbed?

Jiang Lu held her laughter and ended her internal injuries, "It's nothing, a child, she can eat anything."

A stubborn expression appeared on his face, looking like he would rather die than surrender.

He was grabbed by Zhou Chunhe.

"No, that's because I was ignorant when I was a child..." Zhou Chunhe explained weakly.

"Don't worry, I can't be hungry, and I can't be hungry for Fu Xiaoan." Zhou Chunhe knew that his wife was not only worried about, but also Fu Xiaoan, who she valued very much.

Zhou Chunhe nodded in cooperation with the place, "It's delicious."

"Mom? Mom, Mom!" Zhou Chunhe hurriedly interrupted his mother.

Zhou Chunhe shook his head and showed an angry expression because he was misunderstood, "I earn enough money to support you and your son."

"Who?"

Jiang Lu stepped forward, picked up her son, and saw the cake in Zhou Chunhe's hand, and was amused and crying.

After dealing with the childish father and son, Jiang Lu went to take stock of her clothes.

"You think I made you a year's money in less than a month. I'm right?" Jiang Lu looked at him straight.

However, Zhou Chunhe saw through it and just refused to give it to him.

"Oh, I still can't bear to pay." Jiang Lu said deliberately, crying.

"Mom!" Zhou Chunhe shouted, "It seems that you have fewer gooses."

Mrs. Zhou didn't bother to bury her son, so she took small steps and shook her huge body to count the goose.

"Zhou Tian left, mom will take you to wash your hands." Jiang Lu looked at the messy man, leaving him to take a closer look.

By the way, what does that taste like? She was so curious.

Thanks to 6’1, Sichuan Nan_be, Lucky, the beautiful monthly ticket (^o^)
Chapter completed!