Guo Fengqin never thought that such a day would come.

Yao Zhumei, who doesn't know a few Chinese characters, speaks stupidly and is vulgar, will become the object of everyone's surprise.

Of course, Guo Fengqin knew that Yao Zhumei looked good, but she never thought that she would be so beautiful when she dressed up.

Women in the northwest are generally taller, but Yao Zhumei fled here from the south many years ago. She not only has the elegance of a southerner, but also the sassiness of a northerner.

In the past, she didn't understand and the clothes she wore were not particular. Even after Zhou Zhengwen became rich, this woman seemed to have never changed anything.

But it was just a trip to Hangzhou, and it was like a different person.

"Oh, I used to think that the organ was beautiful, but now I think the bamboo plum is more beautiful." The women in the village said all kinds of things.

In the past, these women praised Guo Fengqin, but today their style has changed to Yao Zhumei.

"Zhumei should have dressed up like this a long time ago. It's not like she doesn't have money." Someone glanced at Guo Fengqin and said.

Guo Fengqin was so angry.

What does this mean?

She is also rich, okay?

These uneducated village women know nothing!

Guo Fengqin couldn't stand it anymore. First Zhou Zhaozhao and then Yao Zhumei, the mother and daughter were about to ride on top of them.

Yao Zhumei didn't know that she was feeling extremely sad, so she smiled and held her hand, "Feng Qin, do you think I look good like this?"

"It's okay," Guo Fengqin said, "Maybe I'm more conservative, and I can't accept your curly hair."

"It feels like it was permed by an immoral woman."

"Yeah, I think so too." Yao Zhumei stamped her foot, "But your eldest brother insisted on saying it looks good and said that I am suitable for such a hairstyle."

Guo Fengqin couldn't help but wonder, is this Yao Zhumei really stupid?

Or are you showing off to her in a arrogant way? !

"Mom, you have to believe in my father's vision." Zhou Zhaozhao said with a smile, "A woman should look after herself."

"I didn't expect that Second Aunt would say that," Zhou Zhaozhao continued, "What kind of immoral woman? Did Second Aunt tell you?"

"Isn't it often played on TV?" Guo Fengqin choked and said.

"On the TV?" Zhou Zhaozhao smiled and was about to ask about the TV when he heard Zhang's voice.

"Why do you look so fancy when you don't do anything all day?" Zhang said with disgust.

She originally had strong objections to Zhou Zhengwen bringing Yao Zhumei to Hangzhou this time.

Firstly, all the housework is done by her, and secondly, why can a woman like Yao Zhumei fly?

There is heaven, there are Suzhou and Hangzhou.

The farthest place she, a little old lady, could travel to was the provincial capital. Why could Yao Zhumei take a plane and travel to a paradise-like place in the province?

Even more disgusted with Zhou Zhengwen's kindness to Yao Zhumei.

They say mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are natural enemies, maybe that’s true!

"Hurry up and cut this hair for me." Mrs. Zhang said angrily.

Yao Zhumei was listening to the villagers praising her.

Ever since she was a child, this was the most complimentary word she had ever heard in her life.

But suddenly Zhang poured a basin of cold water directly on her.

Yao Zhumei couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

"Yes, sister-in-law," Guo Fengqin persuaded with a smile, "it's better to cut off this hair, don't make mom angry."

Yao Zhumei opened her mouth.

Looking at Guo Fengqin's appearance, she suddenly realized that Guo Fengqin also had permed her hair.

Although, Guo Fengqin's perm is a small roll, while hers is a larger one, and the ones made in big cities are more layered.

Better looking than Guo Fengqin's.

Then why does Guo Fengqin say it doesn't look good?She also said she looked like an immoral woman.

In fact, she said, Guo Fengqin didn't look like a serious woman when she looked like that.

Moreover, why can’t Guo Fengqin perm her hair?

What is bells and whistles?

Her clothes are very simple. She bought a cheongsam made by a master craftsman from a Hangzhou silk and satin shop.

Look at what Guo Fengqin is wearing, her breasts are almost visible.

Why didn't the old lady talk about Guo Fengqin but just her?

Too eccentric!

Yao Zhumei didn't dare to say these words.

But keep it in mind.

Zhou Zhaozhao probably never imagined that she had been trying to find a way to make Yao Zhumei create a gap between Zhang and Guo Fengqin, but she had never succeeded.

Today, I was unintentional because of a trip to Hangzhou.

Yao Zhumei glanced at Zhou Zhengwen aggrievedly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Zhengwen smiled, "Mom, I also bought you a cheongsam like this. All the old ladies in Hangzhou wear this cheongsam."

When Mrs. Zhang heard that this cheongsam belonged to her, she immediately became silent and went to try on the clothes with a smile.

Guo Fengqin also wanted it, but Zhou Zhengwen said nothing.

He didn't buy it for Guo Fengqin at all.

You can bring some local specialties, but forget about this kind of cheongsam.

Not suitable.

Yao Zhumei became happy again after getting the accurate information.

Guo Fengqin waited for a long time and saw that Yao Zhumei was only focused on listening to the compliments of the village women. As for the gift he brought her, he didn't mention it at all.

Finally, he turned around and left angrily.

Zhou Zhaozhao was in a good mood and told Zhou Zhengwen about her selling fried chicken in the past two days.

"Brother Haodong told me all this," Zhou Zhengwen said with a smile.

Zhou Haodong mentioned this in passing when he called Zhou Zhengwen to talk about the matter.

"What do you think?" He asked Zhaozhao while sorting the chicks without stopping.

"I want to open a shop opposite the county middle school," Zhou Zhaozhao said, "Dad, what do you think of Sanshu Meng?"

"You want to invite him to come out?" Zhou Zhengwen put down his work and looked at Zhou Zhaozhao, "I'm afraid it won't be easy to invite him."

"Uncle Meng doesn't look like someone who has stayed in our village all his life." Zhou Zhaozhao said confidently, "I will try it in the county first. If the business is good, when I go to the provincial capital to go to school, I also want to try it in front of our school. Open one.”

She lowered her voice and whispered to Zhou Zhengwen quietly.

"If possible, I would even like to open my fried chicken restaurants in front of schools of all sizes in the provincial capital."

Zhou Zhengwen doesn't know what to say now?

No wonder he likes this daughter so much!

So much like him!

With this courage and vision, Zhou Zhengwen felt that she would definitely succeed.

"Okay," he said with a pleased smile, "Dad's chicken farm is your strong backing."

Zhou Zhaozhao looked at Zhou Zhengwen with shining eyes, "Dad, do you think it's okay?"

"You have to convince your Uncle Meng first." Zhou Zhengwen said, "I will only provide you with the best chicken."

For the rest, she needs to work hard on her own.

Of course, even if he failed, he would still be there to support him.

Whatever your daughter wants to do, feel free to do it boldly!

Even if she pokes a hole in the sky, he, the father, will help her fill it up!

However, before Zhou Zhaozhao could find Uncle Meng, something happened to her.

Zhou Zhaozhao was kidnapped!

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