Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Zhou Bingde's wife shouted to the window after laughing, "Hua'er, Hua'er, come in."

A roar came from outside the house: "What are you doing?"

"Damn boy, come in and see if this dress looks good?"

The girl called Hua'er came in angrily, and she was stunned as if she had been enchanted as soon as she entered the door. A towel she was wiping her hands in her hand dropped to the ground.

Chapter 198 Picked up by the roadside

Hua'er stayed there for half a minute, then jumped up and danced around her mother: "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful."

Is this the rhythm to fly?

"Mom, let me wear it too."

Turning his face away, he saw Wan Feng with a look of contempt.

"Look at what?"

"You don't have to be ashamed to wear your mother's clothes!" Wan Feng was not polite at all, and of course he would turn back if he saw his face.

"Huh!" Hua'er snorted and turned to her mother with a wry smile.

Zhou Bingde's wife looked at her daughter uneasily, but she took off her clothes anyway.

Hua'er quickly put on her body.

I have to admit that Hua'er really looks like Hua'er in this dress. If her waist is a little thinner and she walks around the street twice, maybe many people will bump into electric poles.

Hua'er turned around and looked pretty in the mirror, her smiling face looked like a chrysanthemum in September.

"Mom, does it look good?"

Zhou Bingde's wife curled her lips: "What's the use of asking me, you can ask Xiao Wan, he is a man, and a man is only good-looking if he says he is good-looking."

"What kind of man is he? He's only a child."

Be despised!Although I look like a child, I have a mature heart, okay?

Hua'er turned around two more times, maybe because she felt that no one was applauding, there was always something missing, so she finally turned to Wan Feng.

"Hey! Does it look good?"

This little girl even changed her surname for him, whose surname is Wei?

"Looks good, you really look like two kinds of flowers in this dress now."

Hua'er was a little confused, why did two kinds of flowers come out: "What kind of flowers do they look like?"

"Your face is now like a chrysanthemum, and the whole body is a tree that is swaying in the wind... the dogtail grass!"

Anyway, she didn't know what the chrysanthemum represented.

Hua'er didn't respond to the chrysanthemum, but the bristlegrass made her look stiff, but then she picked up the black pants and continued to run to the big mirror, comparing and turning around.

Seeing Wan Feng's toothache, the gene of love for beauty in the bones of women all over the world is incurable.

Hua'er lingered in front of the mirror for 5 minutes, and finally took off her clothes reluctantly, and then sighed.

"When will I have a nice dress?"

Zhou Bingde's wife carefully put away her clothes, got up and took out a big unity.

"Xiao Wan, how much is it? Auntie will give you the money."

Wan Feng quickly stood up: "Auntie, didn't I promise to give it to you, isn't it a slap in the face if you want to pay me?"

"No, I still have to give the money if the clothes aunt is satisfied." After speaking, he stuffed Wan Feng.

"Auntie, my uncle has accepted me as a godson, and you are my godmother. This dress is my honor to you."

Zhou Bingde's wife was stunned: "When did you adopt me as a godson?"

"Yesterday, he said he wanted to take me in as his godson, but when I asked him for gifts, he refused."

Hua'er giggled on the side.

"This old guy has always been out of tune in his work. He doesn't accept me. From now on, you are my godson."

Why did he escape the fate of being a godson to others? Xia Qiulong is his own godfather, and here comes another one. Does this count as a family slave with three surnames?

During the Three Kingdoms period, Lu Bu became a family slave of the three surnames because of this. Isn't he just like Lu Bu?

"Godmother!" Although it felt like a shameful thing, Wan Feng still called godmother.

"Hey! We will be a family from now on, and Hua'er will be your god-sister from now on."

Hua'er approached Wan Feng with a smile and said, "Brother."

Wan Feng rolled his eyes: "What are you doing?"

"Can you design a dress for me, my godmother? Just treat it as a meeting gift for my godmother."

This sister-in-law's face is probably thick-skinned.

"Sister Gan, you should be the one who gave me a meeting gift, right? You are an adult after all."

"Son, don't listen to your sister. She has been working for more than a year, and I haven't seen her pay a penny. She still asks me for money every day. Don't talk to her."

"Mom, am I my own?"

"I picked it up on the side of the road!"

Hua'er twisted her waist and went out humming, and then there was a clanging sound outside, the washtub had suffered.

"Godmother, I still have something to go to the textile printing and dyeing factory, so I won't stay here today."

"Let's eat here at noon."

"No, there's something urgent, and I have to go back after I'm done."

Wan Feng came out of the room, and saw Hua'er sitting on the stool in a bit of embarrassment, her trousers below her knees were still dripping like they had been washed.

It is estimated that she came out to vent her air with the washtub, and the washtub fought back, and the water in it splashed her pants.

Wan Feng squatted beside Hua'er: "Sister, don't be angry when Mom said you picked it up by the avenue, she told me, in fact, you didn't pick it up by the avenue, but picked it up in the trash can when she was taking out the trash .”

Hua'er turned her head and stared at Wan Feng viciously.

"Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. I don't have any clothes. I have this, do you want it?"