Smiling Happily in the 80s: Marrying a Handsome Husband, Having Kids and Money

Waking up, Zheng Baozhu transmigrated to the 1980s, marrying a divorced man with a child and becoming a military wife in the family compound.

Fortunately, the other party also opposed arrange...

Chapter 35 Other people's parents live together

Zheng Baozhu felt a little reluctant to see Song Sicheng being taken away.

There is no stove in Song Zhiting's room and it is very cold. Song Sicheng is only 7 years old and it must be very cold for him to live in it.

However, thinking that the Song family all came from military backgrounds and might have very strict requirements for boys from an early age, Zheng Baozhu did not want to be a mother who doted on her child, so she did not speak out to stop them.

Song Sicheng followed Song Zhiting into the room and shivered from the cold.

"Dad, your room is so cold!"

"Boys, don't be so pretentious."

"Dad, it's warm in Mom's room. Let's go to Mom's room to sleep."

"Your mother won't let me live there."

"I'll go talk to mom and let you go and live there."

Song Zhiting did not respond for a long time, then said, "Your mother doesn't sleep well, I still sleep more comfortably alone."

Song Sicheng knew this because he had gotten up at night to pick up the quilt for Zheng Baozhu.

The next day, after Song Sicheng went to school, Zheng Baozhu went to the market to buy a stove and installed it in Song Zhiting's room.

It would be better for Song Sicheng to live with Song Zhiting, so that she can enter the space at will at night.

No matter how warm the room is, it is not as warm as your own villa, and it is not as comfortable as sleeping in your own big bed.

When Song Sicheng came home from school, he saw that his father's room had also been equipped with a stove. He said happily, "That's great. Dad's room isn't cold anymore. He doesn't have to share a bed with Mom anymore."

Zheng Baozhu frowned: "Your father said he wanted to share a bed with me?"

"No, Dad said you don't sleep well, it's more comfortable to sleep alone."

Zheng Baozhu was very upset. He was restless when sleeping and it was not something she could control. It seemed as if she really wanted to sleep in the same bed with him.

Who cares.

"Since Dad asked you to live in the same room with him, I will move your bed over there."

Song Sicheng said, "Mom, no need to move, I can just sleep in Dad's bed."

"You always sleep alone in your mother's room, Sicheng. You are 7 years old now. You should learn to be independent and should not sleep next to your parents anymore."

Song Sicheng nodded: "I don't cling to dad, I can live alone, but mom, you are not honest when you sleep, always kicking the quilt. I picked up the quilt for you many times at night. I was worried about me leaving, so I asked dad to go to your room to take care of you."

Zheng Baozhu waved her hands quickly: "No, I don't need anyone to take care of me."

Song Sicheng looked up in confusion: "But in other families, parents live together and take care of each other."

Other people’s families are real couples, but they are not.

This cannot be said in front of Song Sicheng.

They are not a real couple. When they get divorced, what reason will she have to ask for custody of Song Sicheng?

Now Song Sicheng says that he likes her more, but they have only spent a short time together, and if they really have to get divorced, she will definitely stand on his father's side.

Zheng Baozhu said with a fake smile: "You also said that your father dislikes me for not sleeping well. There is nothing I can do. I can't change it. I have been like this since I was a child."

Song Sicheng held his chin and thought.

Today Li Na went to the market to sell shredded squid, but all was sold out. She came back specially to thank Zheng Baozhu.

Zheng Baozhu said: "This is the result of your hard work and many attempts."

Having said that, without the seasoning recipe given by Zheng Baozhu, she couldn't make money from this.

Everyone was excited to see Li Na making money, but no one had Li Na's perseverance to study a dish for several months.

It was time to start cooking seafood for the family. Zhao Li saw Zheng Baozhu buy a lot of seafood from the fishermen, so she went to Li Na to complain.

"Zheng Baozhu also went to buy seafood."

Li Na, who was preparing seafood at home, did not even raise her head: "What's so strange about this?"

"She must have seen that you made some money and wanted to sell seafood at the market again."

"It's her freedom to sell seafood at the market. Besides, I learned how to make it from her."

"Are you stupid? If she goes to the market to sell her goods, she will just steal your business.

At first, we couldn’t sell our seafood because too many people wanted to buy it all at once, and those who came to the market wanted to lower the price.”

Li Na laughed: "You think too much. It was obviously our fault at the beginning."

"But the squid strips you make now taste good. What if she goes to the market to sell them and people only recognize her?"

Li Na thought for a moment and said nothing.

After Zhao Li left, Li Na came to Zheng Baozhu's house. Zheng Baozhu was processing seafood in the space. When he heard the noise outside, he quickly left the space.

Li Na repeated to Zheng Baozhu what Zhao Li had said.

Zheng Baozhu asked: "Are you also worried that my presence will take away your business?"

Li Na waved her hands quickly: "No, I'm worried that if we both sell spicy squid strips at the Zhaozhuang market at the same time, it will create competition.

If I can’t sell them all, I have to bring them back, so I want to go to another village market. You are still selling them at the Zhaozhuang market.

This way, both of us can sell out our shredded squid and we can all make money.”

Zheng Baozhu smiled and said, "You can still sell at the Zhaozhuang market. I won't go to the market."

Li Na wondered: "If you don't go to the market, can you eat all the seafood you buy?"

"I bought these seafood to send back to Beijing for my parents to open a shop."

"If you're sending it home, just buy dried seafood."

Zheng Baozhu said she handled it cleanly and hygienically.

When he came back at night, Song Zhiting saw that the light in his room was on.

As soon as I entered, I felt the warmth in the room. There was a small bed in the room and Song Sicheng was sitting at the table doing his homework.

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