A sweet military marriage, Reborn 1980’s hot daughter-in-law is in charge

Xu Zhizhi has a lot of skills, otherwise he would not have been able to establish a foothold on the provincial TV station at such a young age.

After the first episode of the program was broadcast, Zhou Zhaozhao's fried chicken restaurant reached a new level.

Not only Zhou Zhaozhao's fried chicken restaurant, but also Zhou Zhengwen's chicken farm is now a smash hit, with many orders placed until the middle of next year.

Zhou Zhengwen was happy and praised everyone he met, "My daughter is so kind to me."

Well, everyone was already envious, jealous, and hateful, but now, they want to say mmp even more.

Isn't it annoying to have such compliments on your lips all day long?

But who calls a girl a promising person?

"Old Zhou," the more Liu Mingxin thought about this matter, the more feasible it seemed to him, "My youngest son is about the same age as your son. I want to transfer to your place when school starts next year."

"What are you going to do?" Zhou Zhengwen looked at him warily, "Why don't you go to a good school in the provincial capital and go to our countryside?"

"That boy of yours is also well educated." Liu Mingxin sighed and said, "You still educate him well."

A few days ago, he went to Zhou Zhengwen's chicken farm and happened to meet Zhou Mingxuan who was at home on vacation. The way he treated others was obviously much better than his naughty and mischievous son.

Liu Mingxin asked him about his grades without giving up. Good guy, his grades are pretty good.

Although, Zhou Zhengwen has always emphasized that they are a junior high school in a small place and cannot be compared with provincial cities.

However, Liu Mingxin inquired and found out that the principal of the junior high school Zhou Mingxuan went to was very powerful. Several junior high schools in the provincial capital wanted to recruit him, but none of them could.

People say that it is for feelings and to repay hometown.

When he finished talking to Zhou Zhengwen in the office, he found Zhou Mingming carrying a small bucket and a brush practicing calligraphy on the cement floor outside the yard.

"This handwriting is really good," Liu Mingxin walked over and looked at it for a while, then sincerely praised it, "Which teacher did you learn it from?"

"As for the words hanging in the office, he imitated them." Zhou Zhengwen said, and then said to Zhou Mingxuan, "Go and help your mother mix those eggs later."

"Isn't he practicing calligraphy? Why do you still want him to work?" Liu Mingxin said.

Whenever the ancestor of his family wanted to learn, the whole family was eager to support him.

When we arrived at Zhou Zhengwen's place, the child was clearly practicing calligraphy diligently, but he actually asked him to work?

Are there no employees in the factory? Why invite so many people back?

"That's his own job and has nothing to do with anyone else." Zhou Zhengwen glanced at his son and sent Liu Mingxin out.

When he got on the bus, Liu Mingxin took a special look at the child and saw him stirring freshly boiled eggs in a large basin.

It is said that those eggs are especially good if they are mixed into the feed and used to feed the chicks.

He rolled down the window and took a look at Zhou Mingxuan. He didn't seem unhappy because he had to work, but was working very energetically.

It was precisely because of this incident that Liu Mingxin really had the idea of ​​sending his son over.

"Don't do it," Zhou Zhengwen said with a smile, "I don't even care about this in my family. He's really too naughty."

Can he beat Liu Mingxin's son?

cant.

Liu Mingxin also heard the meaning of his words, and finally sighed, "In the final analysis, our family is too used to him."

The youngest son has been sweet-mouthed since he was a child, and his family was in good condition when he was born. At that time, he was already the deputy director of the food factory.

Because he became a full-time factory manager not long after his youngest son was born, he has always pampered the child.

I think it was the good luck he brought to me.

But now it seems that they are too spoiled to their children.

Are Zhou Zhengwen’s family conditions not good? Although it is not as good as theirs, it is definitely a better family in Zhoushui County.

At least, for some families in the provincial capitals he knew, as long as their children went to school, that was more important than anything else, and they would not even hold the soy sauce bottle when it arrived.

As a result, a group of young masters and young ladies who cannot lift their shoulders or resist are raised.

On the way back, Liu Mingxin kept thinking about this matter and reflecting on himself.

Unexpectedly, he just arrived home and saw his son walking out wearing a pair of denim bell-bottoms.

"What are you going to do?" Liu Mingxin frowned at his outfit, "What are you wearing?"

Weird whistle.

"Dad, you are back." The son greeted him with a smile, "You don't understand this, this is the latest fashion."

After saying that, before Liu Mingxin could say anything else, he ran and said, "Oh, I'm going to be late. Dad, I won't tell you anymore. I'm leaving first."

Before Liu Mingxin could react, he quickly disappeared without a trace.

"What did he do?" Liu Mingxin asked his wife, who said, "I don't know, he said he went to play with some friends."

"Why didn't you ask?" Liu Mingxin said.

"Why should I ask when we go out to play?" the daughter-in-law said a little strangely, "What happened to you today? He used to go out to play and never saw you say anything."

Liu Mingxin sighed and told his wife what Zhou Mingxuan had seen today.

"There is such a child? You are simply here to repay your kindness." The daughter-in-law is also a knowledgeable person, and she said this without saying a word for a long time.

Not to mention Liu Mingxin's envy, she was also envious.

"Husband," his wife said to him, "you said that is Zhaozhao's brother? How did Zhou Zhengwen do it? Both children are well educated."

There was another moment of silence, then envy.

As a result, before the envy was over, something happened to the son over there, "Auntie, it's bad, Liu Zeyu got into a fight with someone and broke his head."

The strange thing is that Liu Mingxin's first reaction when he heard this was not to be anxious.

Instead, there was a voice, "This son must be sent to Zhou Zhengwen."

Otherwise, if you can break your head today, you don’t know what will happen tomorrow.

The couple rushed to the hospital.

But Zhou Zhengwen here didn't know that he had been targeted. He glanced at his son with disgust and said, "That's all?"

"Dad, it's already a lot." Zhou Mingxuan said with an angry smile, "This is enough for my sister to eat for a year."

"Yes, you also said that there is only enough food for your sister," Zhou Zhengwen said seriously, "then she can't eat it and let the rest of the family watch, right?"

It seems to be the same.

"Then I'll get some more." Zhou Mingxuan touched the back of his head, which was still a little painful after being patted by Zhou Zhengwen.

Zhou Zhengwen smiled and said, "And your three little nephews."

"I know." Zhou Mingxuan waved his hand.

"Will they bring their children back for the Chinese New Year this year?" Yao Zhumei looked at her son's back and asked Zhou Zhengwen.

"Then do you want them to come back, or do you not want them to come back?" Zhou Zhengwen said.

Yao Zhumei, "..."