Vol 2 Chapter 289: What to do with her?

After get off work, Zhang Guofu rode a car and brought wine to Huang Yaozong's house.
After the family had dinner, the son-in-law offered to pick up the child. Father Huang took the opportunity to let his son-in-law take them to Zhang Guoqing's house to visit his in-laws.
The group came to the yard of Zhang Guoqing's house. Father Huang saw that the door of the yard was unlocked, and after pushing it open, he entered the yard and shouted for Father and Mother Zhang.
Zhou Jiao heard the sound in the kitchen and went out to take a look curiously, and found that it was the sister-in-law's family. I immediately understood that this was coming to explain the apologize.
"Come in, my dad is listening to the drama. That voice is loud, so I must not hear the outside sound. Brother, parents, and they are all in the living room. You can bring your in-laws and grandpa in."
Huang Cuilan moved gently to Zhou Jiao's side and saw her mother's family enter the living room. She took Zhou Jiao's hand and said, "Jiaojiao, sister-in-law is over, mother is angry. You can help sister-in-law."
Zhou Jiao followed her strength, followed her to the kitchen, and asked strangely: "Mother is not angry. What's the matter? Is the sister-in-law too worried."
Huang Cuilan whispered in her ear: "My eldest brother saw my mother buying defective products there, and jokingly said why Xiao Wu would let her buy those? Mother probably thought he was sarcastic, and she was angry at that time."
Zhou Jiao really didn't expect this. She squinted her eyes and smiled: "Sister-in-law, you scared me. Why am I still thinking about it? Just a joke, how can my mother get angry?
Don't you know our temperament? Heart is very broad. nothing. Don't worry about it. She has laughed since she came back. You think too much. "
pissed off? Of course angry! Her mother-in-law wouldn't be angry if only you said so lightly. But the tone and attitude of the speech is the key.
The most important thing is probably that her mother-in-law feels that her eldest daughter-in-law is not in the Zhang family. It's good and don't worry about my family. This is the most important.
She has no intention of being involved in this dispute between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. What does it have to do with her? What to do with her?
See, it is easy to share adversity, but it is difficult to share prosperity. She never dared to treat others sincerely. Look, this is the reality.
Huang Cuilan felt relieved when Zhou Jiao said this. This will see her boiling the pot with a small bowl of pear soup steamed in it, and curiously asked: "Jiaojiao, who are you for?"
"Doesn't Dad love to smoke? I saw that he started coughing last night, first try to see if he drinks any better."
If she always steamed a big pot, she is not interested now. Especially after the other party came in, she never mentioned that she didn't pull herself to buy the defective product. She Zhou Jiao doesn't care about things outside of her body, but she considers herself a layman, and she pays attention to her mind.
"Oh, isn't it? It's too hot, I'll serve it for you." After finishing talking, Huang Cuilan picked up the bowl and put it on the plate before walking out.
Zhou Jiao narrowed her eyes slightly, and followed her into the living room with a smile.
"...It's okay, just kidding, if anyone takes it seriously, that's fine. In-laws have to stay in the city for a few days this time. I will take you to meet some old men. Every morning they will exercise not far in front. Body. Those old guys are fun. They do everything."
"I'm not used to staying, and I will go back tomorrow. You are still young, and I am really old. There are too many people in the city, but my hometown is comfortable. I don't walk around the village for a day, and my heart is empty chatter."
Zhou Jiao went back to the bedroom and leaned on the Kang, listening to their conversation outside. She was taken aback for a while, sat up and took out a package of embroidery thread, and opened it on the kang.
For these embroidery threads, Zhang Guoqing specially went to the provincial capital to seek help from Zhao Chuanguang and his wife. If it were not for Huang Huimin's huge energy, she would not find it all.
Splitting the line may be a boring thing for others, but Zhou Jiao enjoys the process very much.
Every time she gets upset, she sits at the split line, and she will forget everything if she concentrates on it. When I get tired, I fall asleep. Waking up the next day was another day.
When I was young, I was sad and sad, grabbed a small amount of thread, returned to the ancestral house, and slowly began to split the thread, watching the thin threads appear in my hand, as if all the sadness and pain were dispersed. She kept splitting the thread like this, and when it got dark, her eyes became tired, her spirit relaxed, and the trace of sadness in her heart disappeared.
Now that the silk thread was held in her hand again, Zhou Jiao quietly closed her eyes for a moment and started to move quickly. Maybe it's a natural habit, sliding the fingers subconsciously.
Gradually, the embroidery thread on her hand turned into four strands or eight strands as the movements of her hand accelerated...
Zhang Guoqing sent the guests away, and he saw this scene as soon as he came in with the child and Zhang mother. The kang was covered with thick and thin colorful silk threads. Zhou Jiao sat in the middle like a monk entering his position, sliding her fingers quickly, and narrowing her eyes. Lines, didn't even notice them coming.
At this moment, he remembered that Zhou Jiao had always stayed in the study after returning from her natal family in the past, and she practiced the calligraphy constantly, from cursive script to lower script. I provoke her this time.
Mother Zhang grabbed her son and didn't dare to make any changes. Although she doesn't know how to embroider, she can do simple flowers. She knows if this can be interrupted, which is what the old man always said about being absorbed.
Following the rapid movement of Zhou Jiao's hands, Mother Zhang closed her eyes and opened them again, not daring to look again. She now knows why Zhou Jiao hides her craft without revealing it.
If she was seen by that woman under Huang Zhaodi's eyes in her early years, she would definitely make her embroider money day and night.
She didn't have to wait for Zhou Jiao to start embroidering flowers. With this technique of thread separation, she had already seen that she was definitely not good at embroidering, but proficient.
Seeing that his son was hungry, Zhang Guoqing began to walk lightly to the Kang. Seeing that she still didn't respond, he hummed the little tune she often hummed to her son.
Zhou Jiao woke up, quickly drew out the last breath, and slowly exhaled. She smiled in relief: "Mother, why don't you call me? Has the guest gone?"
"Just left. Before leaving, your sister-in-law came in to see you, and after going out, she said that you were fascinated by the line and didn't call you.
Zhou Jiao didn’t care about tidying up, she jumped off the kang, wiped her hands with a wet towel, and took her son, "Mother, there are still buns in the stove, you and Dad remember to eat. Did you drink the pear soup? Do you see if Dad has it? Better? Continue drinking tomorrow."
Mother Zhang knew that she had a thin face, and when she saw her turning around to feed her, she smiled and said, "I know. You're all right, mother is back to the room. Remember to go to bed early and stop working. Don't split the line to be bad for your eyes at night."
Zhou Jiao turned her head and said, "Well, let's listen to you."
Zhang Guoqing didn't dare to arrange the embroidery thread on the kang, and waited for the child to take over, and said, "I think the embroidery is too expensive, so forget it."
Zhou Jiao squinted at him with a light smile. She has chopped all the wires, and she is still afraid of embroidering small pieces? For the manuscript of this portrait of a person, she has to think about it carefully~EbookFREE.me~ The time is tight and the size can only be reduced. The manuscript is particularly important.
Zhang Guoqing inspected the doors, windows, kitchen, and confirmed that there was no safety hazard. After adding firewood, he returned to the bedroom.
"Jiaojiao, you are not curious about what Huang Yaozong said to his mother that made her angry? Don't want to hear their purpose tonight?"
Kang Jiao was a little sleepy last week, what does she have to do with the Huang family? Seeing him excited, he said in cooperation: "Oh, the sister-in-law told me it was a joke. The purpose is nothing more than to use you."
"Huang Yaoguo has practiced. There is something in the words in the evening. What did the sister-in-law tell you tonight?"
Zhou Jiao opened her eyes and looked at him, wondering what should be more appropriate. With Zhang Guofu in the middle, she didn't want to say some things.
See him busy arranging for others every day. She really didn't want to pour cold water on him, but sometimes the one who hurts the most is often the person around her.
But looking at the man in front of her, she sighed.
"I'll give you an opinion. This is the end of the Zhang family's affairs. You start to thank guests behind closed doors and cultivate your self-cultivation. In addition to collecting large materials, you start to interact with fewer people, no matter who it is."
"For these two days, the door will be closed when my parents go back. I won't go out tomorrow. I will try to keep up with the lost year for this exam."
Zhang Guoqing looked at her with a smile and said. It seemed that Zhou Jiao was finally tired of these people. He kept waiting for her to speak, and finally he said it?
Without her reminding, he already knew it. There are no hidden dangers in the village, the parents at home are healthy, and the two brothers have savings at home and go to work.
He has done enough for the original owner. Except for the retirement of his parents, everything else is no longer his responsibility.
In the evening, Huang Yaoguo kept making friendships. What he said was to ask him Zhang Guoqing for help. Why?