Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 230 Snacks 4
"Wen'er, where did you learn all this, all this?" Mrs. Zhao shook her hands with a look of shock on her face!

Jiang Wen felt that his own mother was too restless, and his own scale was already strictly controlled.

Isn't it just a small hand and a small kiss?

As for it?
As a good citizen living in the Great Heavenly Kingdom, such a trivial matter is nothing at all, even a three-year-old child can understand it.

"Mother, I still need to learn. I used to listen to the women in the village gossip. Haven't you heard any nonsense?"

Mrs. Zhao felt that it was not good to immediately feel that her daughter was too smart, and she was a little worried in her heart, how could she get married if she was so tough?

"In the future, don't listen to people say, the little girl's family, you can't just listen and learn!" Zhao said with a serious tone.

Jiang Wen didn't want to exchange these "experiences" with her too much, but just smiled and rubbed against her, and said obediently, "Mother, what do you think of my writing, are you moved to cry?"

Mrs. Zhao didn't know where she got so many twists and turns in her mind, and the twists and turns of the story she wrote were more bizarre than listening to a big drama.

"The things are confiscated, so don't write these messy stories in the future, how will you marry when it gets out?"

Jiang Wen pouted dissatisfiedly, and reminded, "Mother, there are not many literate people in this poor place, so how can I pass it on? Besides, I use it to make money, so I can't confiscate it!"

Mrs. Zhao didn't care about these things. The three obediences and four virtues women's boudoir training she had received since childhood, although not rigid, could not make her daughter too deviant.

It doesn't matter if you can make money, and now there is no shortage of food and drink at home. Although it is not as good as the rich clothes and food in the past, you can't use your reputation as a raft.

"Understood, mother, just take a look at En'er, this brat is peeing again," Jiang Wen quickly agreed.

After driving away Mrs. Zhao to change the diaper of En'er, Jiang Wen was finally the only one left in Jiang Wen's room.

Well, learn the new by reviewing the past, we are good students, we can't be lazy!

Without Mrs. Zhao watching from the sidelines, Jiang Wen's heart was ready to move, and he became addicted as soon as he wrote this book.

While writing, Jiang Wen squeezed a candied fruit from the paper bag next to the table and put it in his mouth.

The sweet taste of honey gradually spread in the mouth, and the taste buds also became excited.

Mrs. Zhao refused to eat the small package of preserved fruit that Fu Yuan brought, and En'er was still young, so Wen'er was already at the mercy of those snacks.

Jiang Wen likes the taste of this preserved fruit very much, and he is not greedy. He practices calligraphy every day, and when writing scripts, he squeezes two pieces and holds them in his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Wen'er ate a large amount of that small package of preserved fruit, and had been eating it for several days.

Thinking that it was the preserved fruit bought by Fu Yuan, Jiang Wen often felt that he was interested, and remembered him.

I also thought about the book I wrote and wanted to exchange it for money to print it, but I couldn’t do it if I didn’t have access to it. Fu Yuan was in the town, so I didn’t know if I could find out where to receive these books.

Thinking in this way, Jiang Wen felt that it was necessary to go to the town to see Fu Yuan again.

Of course, it wasn't for this matter, Jiang Wen also planned to go to the town to take a look at him.

After all, the last time I came back, Fu Yuan said that she had changed the job of purchasing, and the good one was not very satisfactory, and the manager was not a good one, so she was also worried!
I don't know if the steward will continue to squeeze Fu Yuan after Fu Yuan returns to the restaurant this time, Jiang Wen was thinking in his heart.

(End of this chapter)