Chapter 322 "Small Jacket" Is Not Warm
After Jiang Shumei heard this, her eyes lit up and she nodded, "Uncle, your approach is very good. Then I'll wait, wait until I calm down and think carefully before making a decision."
"A life-long event must be considered carefully and not rashly." Zong Zhiwen nodded, agreeing with his niece's words.
Jiang Shumei held her child, breastfeeding her son who couldn't speak, thinking about her thoughts. For some things, escaping all the time is not a solution. After a while, it should be settled.
Besides, Zhao Fucai was scolded away by Jiang Shumei, although he was a little depressed, but seeing that the woman who realized the vitality was willing to scold him instead of being disappointed, looked at him resentfully, which made Zhao Fucai very satisfied.
Everything is getting better, keep trying.
Zhao Fucai returned to his home in the county seat, and his daughter had just finished school.
"Xinying, make an appointment with the little master at noon tomorrow. I have something to tell her." Zhao Fucai said while drinking water.
Zhao Xinying was stunned for a moment, "Dad, you secretly took the ointment from home today and sent it to my mother? Isn't it enough, do you still want to buy it?"
"I don't need to buy it for now, I have other things to do." Zhao Fucai replied, "By the way, daughter, is Fu Yingying's father Fu Zhiheng?"
"Yes!" Zhao Xinying nodded, "I once heard Sister Ying say that he is a super scumbag, even worse than you!"
Hearing this, Zhao Fucai's face was a little unnatural, he glared at his daughter, and said arrogantly, "I'm much better than that scumbag, I...I'm now a prodigal son..."
"Okay, don't talk about these messes." Zhao Xinying looked at her father with contemptuous eyes, and used an unpleasant proverb that crows stand on the back of black pigs, see others black, but can't see themselves black, this is okay A perfect interpretation of her father's behavior, "Why do you think of Fu Zhiheng, the scumbag father of Sister Ying? Did you see Fu Zhiheng in the city?"
The little padded jacket in winter has no cotton, it is not warm at all, and it is not intimate.
Zhao Fucai looked at his daughter sadly, "I didn't see Fu Zhiheng, but I saw Fu Zhiheng's father, Fu Shaohui. The old man looked like a shrewd person. When he found out that I was from Honghai County, he was only slightly taken aback. He didn't say anything else, as if his son didn't get married and have children in Honghai County."
Zhao Xinying shared the same hatred, "The old guy is also a conscientious person, or else he won't be able to give birth to the little conscientious Fu Zhiheng. Dad, what else did you say?"
"Uh uh, the ointment made by the little master is better than the ointment made by the old man. The old man wanted to take the rheumatism ointment and health tea I gave to your uncle, and go back to study, so I put a few words on the old man... I just said that the person who made these ointments is also named Fu. Could that old man rob the secret ointment recipe from the little master's house?" Zhao Fucai replied, "So I want to ask the little master to come out and apologize first. After all, I may have leaked her information unintentionally; secondly, to remind her to be careful, after all, the family is shameless, the family style is not right, and anything can be done."
After listening to Zhao Xinying, she nodded again and again, "What you said is true. I'll just tell Sister Ying tomorrow. She's been busy studying recently, so she probably doesn't have time to eat with you."
"That's ok, you can talk to the little master. Besides, Xinying, you should also be mentally prepared. After your final exam, we will move to the provincial capital." Zhao Fucai told his daughter in advance, so as not to suddenly Moving, my daughter can't accept it.