Rebirth of the Evil Stepmother and the Four Villainous Children

The children had a lot of questions, and Zhou Rongrong patiently answered them one by one. After she finished answering all the questions, Zhou Rongrong patted Erbao's little head and said.

"If you doze off in class, you will be punished by writing three large characters."

Erbao: Why don’t I feel this scene is warm and cozy anymore?

Erbao pouted and said, "Yes."

On the way home, there was another lively sharing. When she got home, Zhou Rongrong first checked the homework of several children. They all completed it very well, even the usually naughty Erbao did well.

Of course, praise should be given when it is due, but Erbao still has some writing skills, so after checking his homework, it’s time to distribute gifts.

Now the five children all have their own rooms, and there are more and more things in them. For example, there is a Xiaobai in Sibao’s room.

There are many more toys of Xiaobai, and even Xiaobai has several nests. The main feature is a mess. Zhou Rongrong doesn't care. Let it be messy. Anyway, her own room is not that tidy either.

It’s different in Dabao’s room. The bookshelf on one side is full of books, neatly arranged. He also classifies the books according to their types. In other words, all the books in the study are organized by Dabao.

Zhou Rongrong bought everything by counting the number of copies. She was included in the five children's collection. The four treasures of the study and the different books were naturally given to the eldest child to organize.

Now the problem is that we have the cloth, but who can make clothes?

Zhou Rongrong looked around and felt that no one in her family seemed to be able to make clothes. This was embarrassing, as Zhou Rongrong did not have this skill.

Zhou Rongrong asked, "Who in our village makes good-looking clothes?"

Jiang Manman weakly raised her hand and said, "Yes, Third Aunt."

It took Zhou Rongrong a while to realize who the third aunt Manman was talking about was. She was Jiang Laosan's wife.

Zhou Rongrong's senses were still good, so she didn't think too much about it and took the meat to the village chief's house to thank him for helping her send the child off.

He took the children to Jiang Laosan's house. Jiang Laosan was really busy recently. Even if he was still working in the surrounding villages, he had no time to go home. So he simply took his team to live in another village.

Cheng was the only one at home. When Zhou Rongrong arrived, Cheng was feeding the ducks she raised. When she saw Zhou Rongrong, Cheng immediately came up to her, showing her neat white teeth and greeting her with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, why are you here? Please come in, please come in."

This was Zhou Rongrong's first time stepping into the Jiang family's old house. The yard of Jiang Laosan's house was separated from that of Jiang Laoer's house by a mud wall.

You don't need to jump to see from that height, you can just stand on tiptoe to see the situation of Jiang Laoer's house. Zhou Rongrong stood on tiptoe to see out of curiosity, and saw that the yard was in a dilapidated state. It was obviously not long ago, but it seemed that no one had lived in the yard for a long time.

Seeing her curiosity, Cheng said, "Mr. Zhang has not taken care of this yard since he bought it, and no one has ever come back."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Jiang Manman. Now everyone knew that Jiang Pandi had changed his name to Jiang Manman. Seeing that Jiang Manman looked normal, he felt relieved. It would be good for the child to live with her aunt. She should not think about Jiang Laoer's family because they are all black-hearted.

Zhou Rongrong exchanged a few pleasantries with Cheng and then began to explain the purpose of his visit.

"Third sister-in-law, could you please make a few clothes for us? The main thing is that I don't know how to make them. Don't worry, I will charge you according to the price in town."

Cheng glared at her and said, "Why give me money? I'm just sitting around doing nothing at home, so I made it for you." As she spoke, she reached out to touch the fabric, which felt as smooth as water. But thinking of her calloused hands, she immediately withdrew her hand.

Erbao asked, "What's the matter, Aunt God?"

Cheng said embarrassedly, "Sister-in-law, your material is too good. My hands are rough and I'm afraid I'll scratch it."

Afraid that Zhou Rongrong might misunderstand him, he quickly explained, "Sister-in-law, your material must be mixed with silk. This kind of material is easy to snag, even if it is made into clothes. If it is accidentally caught on a branch, the clothes will be snagged."

"Ah?" Zhou Rongrong didn't understand either. Anyway, someone paid for it when she bought it, so she bought it for the most expensive fabric.

She didn't expect that these were clothes worn by rich people who didn't have to do any work. Not to mention the children, she herself had a lot of work to do. If she wore these clothes, they would probably get torn every two or three days.

However, although this kind of material cannot be made into outerwear, it is very good to make it into innerwear. Zhou Rongrong has always chosen the best material for underwear.

Zhou Rongrong said, "Then make it into intimate clothing instead of outerwear. What do you think?"

Cheng thought it was okay, but she was worried that her hands would accidentally snag the silk thread while making it.

"It's possible, but I'm afraid I'll spoil your material."

Cheng felt that this material would cost at least one or two taels of silver. What if she damaged it?

Zhou Rongrong looked at Cheng's hands. There were calluses, but most of her hands were dry. It would be fine if she applied hand cream frequently.

"It's okay. I'll bring you a hand cream later. Please help us make it. We really don't know how to do it."

Cheng thought about it and agreed. At worst, she could just be more careful, scald her hands with hot water, and scrape off the calluses with a knife. Her sister-in-law needed help, so how could she refuse?

He started to measure the sizes of several people. After the measurements, Zhou Rongrong still paid the labor fee of ten copper coins per piece. Zhou Rongrong insisted on paying, so she had to accept it and said that it must be done carefully.

After returning home, Zhou Rongrong took out the hand cream from her dressing table, squeezed it into a ceramic jar, and asked Jiang Manman to deliver it to Cheng.

Of course, Cheng had never used hand cream before. She opened the lid and smelled it, and a scent of milk hit her face. She thought all hand creams were like this.

It was not until Cheng bought the hand cream that she realized how good the one Zhou Rongrong gave her was.

In the evening, Zhou Rongrong and her friends had dinner and started the reading club that meets every other day. Everyone had to share what books they had read and what they had gained. This reading club was the idea of ​​Dabao, who felt that it would not only improve memory but also improve eloquence.

Mr. Zhuang said that eloquence is very important for scholars. Look at the censors in the court. If they have bad eloquence, who can you report? But if they have good eloquence, they can directly refute you and leave you speechless, which is so embarrassing.

The next day.

After sending the babies off, Zhou Rongrong went to attend the first team leader election meeting.

ps: I have to sigh that I have been too diligent recently.

Thank you all for your support. It is your urging that gives me the motivation to update three times a day.

Today's update 28, touching~~

It's not easy to write, I'm urging you to update 25 articles today, and I'll update three articles tomorrow, I'll work hard until I die~~