The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 200 Hospitalization (2)
"When I married him, I always quarreled and fought every day. We still fought. Your father Huang is a kid, the foolish and filial kind. He is very kind to his mother. There is no one in the family that he can't control, but No one thinks of him well, I have a stubborn temper and always quarrel with him, Jiajun’s mother regrets it, if I could calm down and persuade him at that time, maybe..."

Jiajun didn't hear that sentence, even if mother heard it, she would think it was easy to say.

"At that time, his mother's birthday and his second brother was in charge of the spoon, so he had to go up to help. In the countryside, birthday banquets are held in a big pot. How much oil is there? After he burned it, the back of his hand was all red. Let him go He didn't go to the hospital, he was so stubborn, he couldn't sleep because of the pain at night, his skin was good, and gradually healed, but he hurts and only I can take care of her, Jiajun, do you understand? My husband is my lifelong support, you are right If he is nice, he will be nice to you. You and Lu Zhanjiang quarrel for the same reason, because you overdo it, you are so busy when you are writing novels, you are so busy when you are working, and you are also so busy when you are studying. But you can’t be free to face him after you’ve been busy. The situation of you two is different from others. He can earn enough money for you to live on. Don’t insist on saying it’s yours and mine. For the two of you, no matter who earns it, you can give him a gift if you earn the manuscript fee, but he just doesn’t want it. If you give it, it’s your thoughts. Of course, he doesn’t lack gifts. You can pick him up from work and send him a text message. Let him tell him that you miss him, I think Zhanjiang will like this, when two people get along, don’t always think about those who are unhappy, but think about those who are happy, think about how much others have paid for you, and don’t always compete.”

Sun Jiajun left from Mama Huang and Papa Huang's house, thinking about what Mama Huang said, looked at his mobile phone, drove directly under his branch office, looked at the building and wondered whether to go up or not?

But he was not reconciled to going up, so he gave the gas pedal and turned around on the street. Later, he thought that he was a big woman, so he didn't care about it like him.

First make a phone call to find out.

"Ah."

Lu Zhanjiang's people are like this, always pretending.

His phone ringtone is always fixed, just a single tone, while Jiajun’s phone has various settings, sometimes children’s ringtones are used. It’s so funny, Jiajun will say some random things , but when Lu Zhanjiang answered the phone, he would always just say yes.

How does this make her continue?

"Angry? I originally apologized to you first. It is said that I was wrong. Well, my lord has a lot, and we will have dinner together at noon."

Lu Zhanjiang angrily pressed the mirror frame next to him on the table.

"I don't want to have dinner with someone who thinks they might be wrong." Then the phone hangs up, you say this person.

Jiajun thinks this fully interprets a sentence, that is, to be shameless, and to pull down if you don't want it.

Huang's mother's words were tumbling in Jiajun's mind, do you like it?couple?

she?And Lu Zhanjiang?

Forget it, but gifts should be given. After all, I have earned money for so long. Although people don’t want it too much, I still have to show it. This is the principle of life, but what to buy?

She is familiar with shopping malls, and she can get a discount by the way. The money in her hand is too expensive to afford, so let’s buy a tie, and then go home and clean up the house. She thinks it’s clean, and she still calls the princess aside. It plays by itself, thinking about the dishes to eat in the afternoon. You think it's easy to make a meal. How easy is it? She will start planning now, and then go shopping later.

When I was shopping for vegetables, I called Zheng Shaodong.

"Where are you? It's so noisy."

"I'm shopping for vegetables. I invite you to dinner tonight. Will you show me your face?"

Zheng Shaodong looked at the person across from him, Lu Zhanjiang put down the things in his hand and looked over, and he immediately looked away again.

"Okay, but what do you want to treat me to?"

"If you can eat it, it's fine if you come. You don't need to bring me a gift, and I don't need any big cherries." Jiajun hung up the phone directly.

Now she can finally understand a little bit why Lu Zhanjiang hung up other people's calls first, which is really a sense of accomplishment.

Zheng Shaodong looked at the phone and laughed helplessly, you might as well tell me directly that you want me to buy cherries.

"Your wife said she was going to invite me to dinner tonight, and told me not to bring any gifts, such as big cherries."

The corners of Lu Zhanjiang's lips twitched, and he looked quite satisfied. Zheng Shaodong was speechless: "No wonder people say that it's not like the family doesn't enter the house. It's only natural that they want everything and I voluntarily do it?"

Today, Lu Zhanjiang is off work normally, passing by the fruit shop to ask the driver to stop.

"Go and buy two boxes of cherries."

The driver took the money and ran across the road before returning with two small bags. Zheng Shaodong laughed behind him, this time he saved money.

Jiajun studied the dishes for a long time, and finally felt that they were too troublesome, so he ordered two dishes, stewed yellow croaker with beans, fried fat with purple cabbage and a soup.

It is absolutely different if you have learned it or not. Sun Jiajun will know if there is any food when he puts it on the table. Zheng Shaodong has never eaten it like this, at least he has never eaten it in this way. He thinks it is quite interesting, and he tasted it good.

"Admiration, almighty beauty."

Sun Jiajun and Zheng Shaodong were not polite at all, why should they be polite, they accepted it naturally, Jiajun looked at Lu Zhanjiang throwing the tie wrapped in his hand and said in a low voice: "For you, a small gift."

Jiajun deliberately bit down on the small print.

Zheng Shaodong felt a row of crows flying over his head, what kind of festival is this?Then why ask him to be a light bulb?

Lu Zhanjiang glanced at it, and said with a smile: "It really is a small gift." The color is not what he likes, the style is not what he likes, and his ties have always been from the same brand. What are you thinking?Just refuse to bother.

Zheng Shaodong saw that Jiajun's face was about to change color, so he quickly took it over to have a look for himself, and compared it to his collar.

(End of this chapter)