Chapter 90 Mother and Daughter Calculation
"Son, why are you back at this time? Go home and have some rest."
Zhang Dazui saw Zhou Zhiwen, let go of Jia Yuhe, and let Zhou Zhiwen into the house.
"Sister Zhang, your son hit my Zhenzhen. What should I do? My Zhenzhen is still a virgin."
"What the hell? Jia Yuhe, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"Second brother, why don't you go home quickly? What are you doing standing at the door?"
Zhang Dazui felt a headache when he saw Jia Yuhe like this, and quickly asked Zhou Zhiwen to go back into the house to avoid being implicated.
"Big brother, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Jia Zhenzhen saw Zhou Zhiwen wearing a blue factory uniform. He was tall and big, and he looked neither old nor ugly. He even looked quite handsome.
Seeing that he was better than Ernengzi, Jia Zhenzhen's little thoughts surfaced again, and she looked at Zhou Zhiwen with a shy face.
"Hey, big sister, please be careful next time. Don't rush out without looking where you're going. You might bump into someone."
Zhou Zhiwen didn’t recognize the newly moved Jia mother and daughter yet. He said something, grabbed the bag and walked towards the backyard.
He was so sleepy that he hurried back to catch up on his sleep. His shoulder was also hurt from being bumped by someone.
Hearing the call of "elder sister," Jia Zhenzhen's face froze, and she cursed inwardly, "What a fool! He has no sense at all."
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Jia Yuhe was also secretly sizing up Zhou Zhiwen. This young man was a good match for her Zhenzhen, but she still had to think carefully about becoming a relative of Zhang Dazui.
As Jia Yuhe was thinking, she was about to walk back home.
"Wait, where do you want to go? You haven't given me a definite answer about your clothes yet."
Jin Qiaofeng turned around and saw Jia Yuhe had already slipped to the door of her house, and she started shouting.
Everyone turned around and stared at Jia Yuhe.
"I want to go home and put on more clothes. It's a bit cold this morning."
Jia Yuhe pretended to be cold, her face pale, and she bit her lips pitifully.
"I won't waste any time. Just come in and take a look. Are the clothes hanging on the rope at my door yours?"
Zhang Dazui was unhappy. Not only did she let someone else use the rope she tied, but she also used it to dry her clothes. Don’t you think this was just ruining the party?
She couldn't stand her bad temper at all. There were people coming and going in the backyard. It was inappropriate for the gentlemen to see this woman's small clothes.
It’s not that you can’t dry your photos in front of your own door. The key is that you can dry your photos in front of someone else’s door. What’s the big deal?
At least you should let me know before using it. The same thing happened to Jin Qiaofeng's kitchen sink before. She took it away for cleaning without asking.
"All you guys do is bully my mom! It's just some laundry drying out, so what? It's bothering you, isn't it?"
When Jia Zhenzhen saw Jia Yuhe's pale face and red eyes, she rushed in and stood in front of Jia Yuhe, pointing at Zhang Dazui and speaking viciously.
As long as she is around, no one can bully her mother.
"You didn't dry these clothes in the sun, did you?"
Diao Yulian looked at Jia Zhenzhen's self-righteous expression with a look of suspicion on her face.
This girl is like a firecracker. She explodes as soon as Jia Yuhe touches her.
"I posted it. If you want to find someone, look for me. Why embarrass my mother, a woman?"
"Besides, your backyard is pretty empty, what's wrong with me hanging some clothes to dry?"
Jia Zhenzhen held her head high, looking nonchalant.
Just yesterday, the mother and daughter took the money and tickets they had borrowed from others to buy some cotton cloth and cotton to make winter clothes.
I just happened to dig out some old clothes to see if there was anything I could repair.
Taking this opportunity to do a thorough cleaning, the mother and daughter washed their clothes and were busy until the evening.
The rope at the door was not enough. Jia Zhenzhen looked around and saw that everyone in the backyard was asleep. Without saying a word, she took the clothes and hung them directly on the rope at Zhang Dazui's house to dry.
"Well, I gave you face, right? Why are you so rude?"
"Take advantage of my wide-open mouth, no way."
"I'm telling you, if you dare to hang clothes on the ground in front of my door without telling me next time, don't blame me for throwing them on the ground when I see you."
After Zhang Dazui finished speaking harshly, she turned around and left. She reached out and pushed all the clothes of the Jia family mother and daughter together.
I hadn't eaten yet this morning and was so angry I soaked my dirty clothes in the basin with my mouth wide open and stormed back home.
The rest of the people also dispersed and went back to cook, as the men at home would have to get up and go to work soon.
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Jia Yuhe saw that everyone had left and her clothes were piled up on the rope. She tiptoed to take the clothes down with a distressed look and looked towards the west room with tears in her eyes.
Wu Shengli just opened the window, and before he even washed his eyes, he saw Jia Yuhe looking over here.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak when he thought of Diao Yulian's warning last time.
He immediately shut his mouth and slammed the window shut.
"Wu Shengli, you're courting death. Are you afraid the glass won't break if you use so much force?"
Diao Yulian's roar came from the west room, and she started cursing.
When Jia Yuhe saw this scene, her face turned even paler and her eyes flashed.
"Mom, the people in this yard are really too stingy. It's just some clothes drying out, but they're making a big deal out of it so early in the morning!"
Jia Zhenzhen was so angry that she helped her mother walk back, still complaining.
"Zhenzhen, after all, our family still lacks a capable man. It's harder for two women to live in this world than for others."
When they got home, Jia Yuhe lay on the bed, leaning over and talking hesitantly, her eyes looking at Jia Zhenzhen.
"Mom, how are you and my Uncle Wen getting along? To be honest, I don't mind you getting married again."
Jia Zhenzhen also felt that her mother was right. She saw the women in the compound who gave birth to sons and cursed others with their backs held high.
Yu Afen and Yang Shujuan, who only gave birth to daughters, usually dare not even fart, and their voices sound like the hum of mosquitoes.
Her mother had no choice. She was injured when giving birth to her and couldn't have another child. Otherwise, she would have hoped that her mother and Uncle Wen would have another younger brother.
"Mom, it's not a good thing that you've been weak all the time. Ask Uncle Wen one day if he can give you some treatment."
Jia Zhenzhen looked at her mother. Mainly because her mother was still young, not yet forty, there was still hope if she tried harder to have a child.
When she heard Jia Zhenzhen's intentions towards her, her face froze again, but she still said, "Mom knew that our Zhenzhen was a caring person."
"But Zhenzhen, you're old enough now, and it's time for you to look for someone. Don't worry, Mom will definitely find you a good one."
When Jia Zhenzhen heard this, the first person that came to her mind was Zhou Zhiwen. She blushed, touched her pigtails and grinned.
"Mom, what do you think of Brother Zhiwen, whom I met this morning? Is he a good match for me?"
"I think that young man is a good match for me. I'll ask him about it for you in the next few days."
Jia Yuhe wanted to tear her handkerchief when she thought of this. After she came here, she hadn't hooked up with any sisters she could talk to, and she didn't have a clear understanding of the situation of each family in this compound.
She thought to herself that she should try another way and ask the people around her.
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"What? Did Zhao Yunyun and Fu Zhenggang really get married?"
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