Transmigrated into a Pretty Wife in the 70s

Triple-threat superstar An Zhixia, while wearing stilettos and having fun at her best friend's supermarket, fell and transmigrated into a bullied female supporting character – a young educate...

Chapter 388 Why Not

Chapter 388 Why Not

In fact, the TV station also has a column on popular science laws, and its hosts are professionals in the city who are particularly proficient in legal matters.

However, the station has now successfully rectified the situation and now has different programs in each time period, which has attracted a large number of viewers. Besides, televisions are not something that ordinary people can afford or spend money on, so most people are still ignorant of the law.

An Zhixia believes that people in this era have no resistance to lectures and even find them novel. Taking in unknown laws in the form of stories should have a good effect.

Captain Hu dispersed the crowd before leaving and emphasized: "The law is a weapon to severely punish those who endanger social security, not an individual matter. The law is fair, open and transparent. It will never let a criminal go, and will never wrongly accuse a citizen!

So everyone should do what they should do, and don't harbor any personal grudges, otherwise you will break the law, and the next person to be taken away may be one of you."

Everyone responded in unison. Didn't they see that the most sturdy Chen Sanjia was also taken away obediently? How could they possibly cause trouble again?

The crowd dispersed, and An Zhixia smiled and thanked the family members on the floor.

"What are you thanking me for? We are all neighbors. We will lend a hand to anyone who needs help. And Captain Fang specially brought some fruits and snacks and walked around. For his kindness, we will also take better care of you and your mother!" Sister Deng and the others waved their hands and laughed.

"Maybe we should thank you. In fact, our family members had asked the patrol comrades before, but the leaders' help in talking about the situation had no deterrent effect at all.

This time more than 20 people were taken to the police station, which will definitely scare off a lot of people, but," the sister-in-law who spoke up said with concern, "I'm just afraid that they will retaliate against your family after they get out."

An Zhixia smiled and said, "No, they are in police station and know what kind of punishment they will receive for doing something wrong. They may not become motivated people, but they will think twice before doing bad things.

Besides, I could send them in once, and I can send them in again!"

When she got home, An Zhixia didn't bother to wash the children's cotton-padded clothes, but directly used cotton cloth and cotton to make new ones. She was very skillful, marking, cutting, filling with cotton, sewing, and buttoning, and she finished a set in a short while.

She looked at the watch and saw that it was almost time for the children to get out of school, so she lit the stove, cooked millet porridge, and sprinkled ten red dates in it. It happened that she went to the vegetable garden when she came up. It was already May when Fangyuan planted the vegetable seeds, so other families had already planted radishes and cabbages at this time.

The various vegetables in their family have just matured. Because the vegetable garden is surrounded by a wall, there are thorns on the railings and many mousetraps inside. A few people suffered losses and dared not think about it anymore. Now the growth is just right.

An Zhixia mixed a tomato with sugar and steamed an eggplant with garlic. She also cooked a pot of chicken legs and stewed potatoes, adding a lot of unleavened bread.

When the meal was ready, the three little ones came back running and jumping with their schoolbags on their backs.

"It smells so good. Mom, what delicious food did you make?" Fang Gexin didn't even put down her schoolbag, but ran to the kitchen following the smell.

"I made you some pancakes with chicken legs," An Zhixia said with a smile, "ask your brother to take the meal ticket to the canteen to get some steamed buns. I'm afraid your uncle won't have enough to eat when he comes over later. I added more water on purpose, the soup is thick and it tastes especially good with the steamed buns!"

Without Fang Gexin's help, Fang Lixi put down his schoolbag and immediately responded loudly. After washing his hands, he took the meal ticket and the pot and ran out.

"Didn't you say you would wait for me to come back to cook?" An Zhiqiu had just finished shooting on location today and had just finished his rush back. He ran upstairs, breathing heavily.

An Zhixia brought the last bowl and smiled as she pushed him to the toilet to wash his hands. "How could I be so delicate? It's just moving the spoon a few times. A three-year-old child can lift it.

Besides, which country woman would stay at home to take care of her baby after getting pregnant? Aren’t there always women working in the fields with their bellies bulging after giving birth? "

"They are them," An Zhiqiu knew that he was a little too nervous. He muttered, washed his hands and returned to the dining table. "I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time. I feel excited just by smelling it!"

"Brother, if you don't go home for lunch in the future, just come over for dinner. It's only a few steps away. The food in the cafeteria is not as delicious as the food at home." An Zhixia took turns to pick up a piece of chicken that was easier to chew for the three children, and as a result, her own bowl also got some of the good meat that her brother picked up.

An Zhiqiu said vaguely: "Is it really okay for you to cook for yourself? If it's okay, I won't come here. You have a family after all, why should I run here all day long?"

"Is it not okay for me to feel sorry for you?" She glared at him: "Brother, when did you start to care about these things?"

An Zhiqiu laughed and said, "Sure, why not? But Hongye's father and mother are coming soon, so I have to get the things in the house ready."

"Uncle, are Brother Niuwang and the others coming?" Fang Gexin took the steamed bun and dipped it in the sugar-flavored persimmon soup. She took a bite, and the sweet and sour taste made her squint her eyes in satisfaction.

She continued to dip the steamed bun into the chicken and potato broth. Because potatoes contain starch, the broth was thickened and full of the aroma of the native chicken. It was so delicious that one couldn't help but bury their heads in it.

"Your brother Niuwang still has to go to school, but your grandfather Fang said that during the New Year, your two uncles will bring them here together," An Zhiqiu also ate happily.

The little ones continued to stuff the buns into their mouths with a smile.

"Don't just eat the steamed buns, the pancakes in the soup are also very chewy," An Zhiqiu picked up a piece for each of them.

An Zhiqiu took a big bite and nodded repeatedly, "Delicious!"

The little ones also said it was delicious.

The pancake is not too thick, the surface absorbs enough soup, the inside is chewy and slightly springy, and it is full of fragrance when you take a bite.

After dinner, An Zhiqiu consciously washed the pots and dishes.

An Zhixia asked Fang Gexin to try on the cotton-padded jacket. The little girl had grown a lot in the spring, and all the fat she had put on in the winter had grown into her height.

She happily took the clothes and lowered the bamboo curtain, put them on quickly, then pulled up the curtain and spun around on the kang. "Mom, the clothes fit me so well, and they are so soft and comfortable!"

Fang Songyan also smiled and said, "Xinxin looks really good in it, but mom, the clothes are too fitted, they will be a bit small for next year."

"I'll do it next year," An Zhixia nodded and rubbed Fang Songyan's head. "I'll make cotton-padded clothes for you and your brother in the next two days."

"By the way, brother, how are my nephew's clothes prepared?" She suddenly remembered and asked loudly. She was busy with work before and didn't participate in many things.

"Grandma and aunt prepared a lot of things, not to mention one, even a pair is enough," An Zhiqiu smiled and gestured with his hands, "You didn't see it, the clothes are almost as big as my palm!"

(End of this chapter)