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Chapter 92: The boy who died of depression due to forced love (3)

"Mom, are you feeling better?"

Zhang Hao looked at Du Juan with concern.

Du Juan was a little confused and looked at Zhang Weimin in doubt.

"Oh, it's like this. Today, Haohao woke up and found me making breakfast, so he asked me what happened. I said you were tired and a little uncomfortable, so I asked you to sleep a little longer," Zhang Weimin explained to his wife.

Du Juan understood this time, and turned to look at her son with a smile, "Mom is fine, I just wanted to take a break."

Zhang Hao looked at his mother in surprise, who had a mischievous smile on her face, "Can mom also be lazy?"

"Of course, mom is also an ordinary person, so it's natural for me to be lazy," Du Juan said, rubbing her son's little face.

"Oh," Zhang Hao nodded somewhat confusedly.

Poor kid, he doesn't know that his mom will be lazy in all kinds of ways in the future, and under the disguised motivation of his mom's laziness, he is also moving further and further on the road to omnipotence...

"Okay, let's eat quickly, time is running out," Zhang Weimin reminded, looking at the clock.

Zhang Hao came back to his senses and looked at the clock on the wall. There were less than ten minutes left before he had to go out, so he quickly ate his breakfast.

Dujuan also looked at the time. It seemed that there was a morning meeting today, so her schedule was quite tight.

The family of three stopped talking and silently quickened their eating pace.

After breakfast, Zhang Weimin quickly put the dishes in the kitchen, picked up the bag, and took his son out.

"Wife, you must ride your bicycle slowly," he reminded his wife to be safe before leaving.

Cycling?

Du Juan was stunned for a moment, then quickly raised her voice and replied, "I know!"

After packing up her things, Dujuan went downstairs carrying her bag.

Looking at the locked bicycle in the corridor, Dujuan walked around the bicycle. Oh, it must have been hundreds of years since I last rode a bicycle in my past and present lives. Should this be okay?

It turns out, it works!

Because the original body's memory was always there, the moment Du Juan got on the bicycle, her body muscles automatically began their usual operations.

She rode to school smoothly.

Relying on his memory, Dujuan spent the day smoothly.

The main thing is that she only has three classes a day, which is really easy.

Not to mention that her original lesson preparation notes were very detailed, it would be easy for her to teach Chinese to third graders on her own.

On the way home, Dujuan went to the market as usual to buy vegetables for tonight and tomorrow morning. She also bought a candied haws for her son and went home happily.

Because she teaches in elementary school, she gets off work an hour earlier than Zhang Weimin, who teaches in junior high school. So by the time Zhang Weimin brings his son home, dinner is almost ready.

After dinner, as usual, Zhang Hao obediently went back to his room to do his homework, while Du Juan and Zhang Weimin went downstairs for a walk to digest the food.

After returning home, Du Juan took a shower while Zhang Weimin went to check his son's homework.

When everything was ready and the couple lay down on the bed, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

"Wife, did you have a good time at work today?" Zhang Weimin asked while hugging his wife.

"It's good. The children are very obedient and the courses are simple," Du Juan said briskly, and then asked, "What about you?"

Hearing his wife asking him this, Zhang Weimin smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe I'm not suitable to be a teacher."

It is true that he was originally a qualified junior high school teacher, but the current Zhang Weimin, also known as Wang Jianshe, was born into a military family and was mostly a businessman in the following worlds. It is really difficult for him to be a people's teacher who teaches and educates people!

Just today, he heard several classmates talking behind his back, saying that Teacher Zhang was inexplicably strict today.

"If you feel it's really inappropriate, then we won't do it. Anyway, the client didn't say that we must be teachers. We can do something else," Du Juan hugged her man and comforted him.

"Well, these children are the future flowers of the motherland, not those naughty boys in the army. I really can't be soft on them. I will resign after finishing this semester," Zhang Weimin did not intend to force himself.

"Well, okay, but if you quit, what are you going to do?" Du Juan knew that her man must have a plan.

"It is the late 1990s, and the trajectory of this world is similar to that of our world. This is also an era of economic boom. I want to come down and do business," Zhang Weimin has indeed already figured it out.

"Okay, do whatever you want. You need start-up capital. We have so many gold and silver jewelry in our space. You can use them as you like," Du Juan said as she snuggled into her man's arms.

"Well, I know," Zhang Weimin hugged his wife and whispered, "Okay, go to bed. I'll make breakfast tomorrow morning. You should sleep a little longer."

"Hmm," Dujuan was indeed a little sleepy. She moved around, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

Zhang Weimin thought about his future path for a while, and then fell asleep.

Life after that was very dull.

Soon, the semester ended and winter vacation began.

One month before the winter vacation, Zhang Weimin submitted his resignation letter to the school.

The school leaders and other teachers were very surprised. They all asked if something had happened at Zhang Weimin's family. They said they could help and tried their best to keep Zhang Weimin.

Unfortunately, Zhang Weimin is not suitable for this sacred profession at the moment, and has no choice but to refuse everyone's attempts to retain him.

Seeing that Zhang Weimin had made up his mind, the school leaders regretfully approved his resignation application.

Soon, winter vacation arrived.

There is less than half a month left until the Chinese New Year.

Zhang Weimin had no plan to do anything in such a short time, but just to prepare for the Spring Festival wholeheartedly.

Because both clients' parents were still alive, during the Spring Festival, Zhang Weimin and Du Juan took their son back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year.

My hometown is in a village in the countryside, a bit remote and not very wealthy, but my family is very prosperous. Zhang Weimin himself has 8 brothers and sisters, and Zhang Hao's generation has more than a dozen children, big and small, so this Spring Festival was very lively.

Looking at the house full of people, Du Juan and Zhang Weimin looked at each other and laughed. In their past and present lives, this was the first time they had celebrated the New Year with so many relatives. Well, how should I put it, it felt so good!

Even the cub transformed into a cute little kitten and joined this big family.

After the lively Spring Festival, Zhang Weimin and Du Juan took Zhang Hao back home on the eighth day of the first lunar month.

After returning home, Zhang Weimin still did not do anything. Instead, he helped his son with his winter vacation homework at home and discussed the future path with his wife.

"Wife, I want to open a fruit and vegetable store nearby to pass the time. Then, I want to use the gold and silver in the space to exchange for some money and invest in some industries with better development in the later stage. When the funds accumulate slowly, I will open an investment company. My son will probably study finance in the future. I plan to open an investment company directly for him. In this way, I can hand it over to him after he graduates."

After hearing her husband's plan, Du Juan thought it was a good idea.

"Sure, when we start the company later, we can hire someone to run it. I also have a loyalty talisman that you can use!"

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