Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

The customers who stayed in the shop to watch the excitement were greatly disappointed because they did not see Jiang Luorou stripping off and running around naked.

Everyone showed an expression of extreme disappointment, and they all walked out of the shop.

Jiang Luorou chatted with Du Ruo in the shop again. Ning Ziqing had always liked Du Ruo.

Not willing to let go of this opportunity, he used a sweet voice to get into Du Ruo's arms.

"Auntie, can you give me a hug?"

"Okay! My aunt also likes Zi Qing very much. Please let her kiss her." After saying that, she took Ning Ziqing into her arms lovingly.

She also gently rubbed her cheek against Ning Ziqing's face, as close as she could get.

This scene made Jiang Luorou a little jealous, and she felt as if her little cotton-padded jacket had been abducted by others.

I could only adjust my mentality and said dryly: "Hey! Look at this kid who doesn't recognize children. Why is he always getting into other people's arms? He doesn't understand any etiquette."

"I think your family is lively, cute, and smart, which suits me very well."

Then he kissed Ning Ziqing's little face, and his eyes rolled around as if he thought of something again.

"Sister Luorou, to tell you the truth, I have a seven-year-old child who is a perfect match for Ning Ziqing."

"How about you and I make the final decision and arrange a baby wedding for them?"

Du Ruo's words instantly made Jiang Luo Roulei's skin burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

Jiang Luorou comes from the 21st century and naturally advocates independent love.

How can you do such a ridiculous thing as getting married, if the two of them get married and don't get together.

Wasn't it her fault as a mother that ruined Ning Ziqing's happiness in vain?

So he showed a smile that didn't touch his eyes, and politely rejected Du Ruo's proposal.

"Sister Du Ruo! I think the children will have their own ideas when they are older, and hasty decisions are not beautiful."

When Du Ruo heard Jiang Luorou's words, he thought for a moment and felt that they made sense.

The matter was never mentioned again, and the two of them chatted about other things together.

Du Ruojian had been out for a long time, so he found an excuse to leave.

After Jiang Luorou sent Du Ruo away, she also left here and returned to the shop.

Divide the purchased kites and snacks into half, and put dozens of three-pound fatty pork on them.

Let the iron block be driven back to the workshop in a carriage, and let Zhao distribute it to the people in the workshop.

Later, he asked him to tell Mrs. Zhao to let the people in the workshop rest for two days and open the door again after the Flower Festival.

He also asked him to drive the carriage early tomorrow morning and take Zhao and the others to Zhuangzi.

Tie Nian said there was no problem, and he would only order a car to go back to the village in the future.

As the setting sun sets, people in the workshop finish their day's work.

After standing up on the kang, he moved around in the house and prepared to go home for dinner.

At this moment, all the things Tie Niang bought when he came back from the county town were unloaded in the middle of the yard of the workshop.

Zhao and Du Yan were called to distribute the gifts prepared by Jiang Luorou to everyone.

Not to mention how much dignity it would bring to carry out the big fat piece of meat, just talking about the two kilograms of snacks and the paper kite, it was not something that farmers like them could afford.

The woman who got the boxing gift swept away the fatigue of the past days and returned home happily with snacks and big fat meat.

Along the way, I looked at the envious eyes of the villagers, not to mention how proud they were that they walked with wind in their eyes.

When I return home, my mother-in-law praises me for my ability.

This made the other sisters-in-law angrily, "Okay! I'll serve my parents-in-law at home, feed the pigs, and weed around the house."

"I have to take care of your children at home. I can't get any benefits from all the hard work. In the end, I will be disliked by my mother-in-law."

The unemployed sister-in-law became more and more angry, so she could only vent her anger by kicking the doorstep of the house.

At your Shunzi's house halfway up the mountain in the village, Shunzi felt uncomfortable looking at the piece of fat pork on the table.

Think about how hard you work outside, and how little you can add to your family at the end of the year.

On the contrary, his wife would bring a piece of meat every now and then to satisfy the children's craving.

As a result, the children no longer kiss him, which Shunzi, who has always been a macho man, cannot accept.

After dinner, I talked about this matter with my wife for the first time.

"Daughter-in-law, can you stop working in the workshop?"

As soon as Shunzi's wife heard her man say such words, her good mood disappeared without a trace.

"Well, Li Shunzi, you just ate a lot of fat, and you forgot how many pounds you have, right?"

"You don't know how popular the jobs in the workshop are, and how many people are trying to squeeze in the work."

"You don't even think about your little ability. Just rely on yourself. How long will it take for our Zefeng to go to a private school in the county?"

"Anyway, don't mention this matter again in the future. I will never quit this job."

Shunzi was still there to persuade his wife to give up this job.

Hefeng's mother was already very tired after a long day's work. She wanted to rest as soon as she lay on the bed, so she was not willing to listen to her man's nagging.

This topic finally ended when Shunzi was kicked out of bed.

Things like this happened not just twice in the village.

This series of things was all done behind the scenes by Mrs. Ning and the others.

The lights in the other room were still on, and Mrs. Li and the others asked the children for their opinions.

As soon as the children saw that they were having fun, some of them who were unwilling started clamoring to go.

After learning the children's wishes, Jiang Luorou and the others went to bed early to rest.

In a private room in Yihongyuan, Zhen Huairen and Cheng Wenrui were happily hugging two girls.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhen Huairen questioned Cheng Wenrui dissatisfiedly.

"How much benefit did Xiao Nizi give you? That's why you asked him to pay back the taxes."

Cheng Wenrui's face flushed and he burped from wine, and smelled the fragrance on one of the women's faces.

Then he took over the conversation and said, "Mr. Zhen's words are a bit unfair to me. Don't you still believe in my Lao Cheng's character?"

"I've been claiming to be ill these past few days, and I've never seen the little girl you mentioned."

"I don't have the final say on matters in this yamen alone. Sometimes the county magistrate will take charge of it on my behalf."

Zhen Huairen drank a glass of wine handed to him by the woman next to him, and did not forget to pinch the woman's waist.

"You mean she went through the back door with the county magistrate? Damn it, I didn't expect that bitch to have such a relationship. No wonder she dared to fight with me."

In the blink of an eye, the next morning came, and a family of four in the county government house gathered together for a rare breakfast.

As soon as Mo Jinhe and Yan Wenzhu entered the door, they noticed something was wrong with him.

He is such a lively and active child, but today he is as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost.

After Mo Jinhe's family had breakfast, he called Yan Wenzhu into his room and asked about the reason.

After repeated cross-examination by Mo Jinhe, Yan Wenzhu told him about his crush on a girl.