The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 845 The Bitterness and Sweetness of Bringing Children

Chapter 845 The Bitterness and Sweetness of Bringing Children (7)
What happened when Lang Yuan was born?Just like Lu Zhanjiang estimated, the front and back real estates are in the same position. Other places are 8000 square meters, [-] square meters, but they are on the left and right, and even a few hundred meters away from the front. Later, Everbright came out from the inside, [-] flat, even all the way up, proving that sentence, you have the ability, you should earn as much as you want, you stand still and look at all the real estate, Even when outsiders go on a trip and pass by that place, they will say that this real estate is a bit different. Walking past, that architectural style is the only one. Think back when Lu Zhanjiang built a house in Shangzhong, when the house price was generally [-] to [-], his The real estate can be sold for [-] yuan per square meter or even higher. Of course, the geographical location chosen must be excellent. What is being surrounded by mountains and rivers? Walking on the left side, there are mountains and waters, and a place to exercise for free. The road is right, walk a few steps forward on the right, it is best to exercise in the morning, there is a park, it is still free, and the location is good, followed by nearby schools, elementary school, high school hospital, it is very convenient for you to go anywhere, so He can make money, he dares to do it, and he dares to throw money into it. People who buy houses now know to buy upside-down ones. At that time, how many people understood that houses with jade slabs are everywhere. After the Sichuan earthquake, this aspect Once the consciousness of the house is recognized by the people, the choice of the house becomes important.

Lu Zhanjiang knows how to do business. He is smart enough and thoughtful enough. Of course, he has poisonous eyes. He has a good side and a bad side, and he has a vicious mouth. At that time, I didn't say "mom" to Huang's mother. I felt awkward, so I just didn't bark, what can you do?
When it's time to get off work, close the windows, carry bags and go downstairs, and people who drive in twos and threes go out. Now, it seems that there are too few people in the bureau who don't drive, and they are just assigned. I can't handle this assessment question, unless you keep an eye on it every day, otherwise this relative will come in today, and that relative will come in tomorrow. This unit doesn't do it either, we recruit and employ people ourselves, why do you have to get involved in it, does it have anything to do with you?Did the dog take the mouse?
Her Sun Jiajun is not invincible.

Carrying the bag home, Lu Zhanjiang sent her a text message, saying that he would go out for dinner at night. When he came back late, Jiajun leaned on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze. As a result, he couldn't sleep at night. I was still tossing and turning on the bed after midnight, I was so upset, I read novels, but my mind was still not quiet enough.

The family came back after twelve o'clock, opened the door and came in, drank a little wine, went to bed early, and Jiajun didn't bother him, he drank alcohol last night, his appetite must have been bad in the morning, but he didn't eat, Jiajun ate by himself One bite, and the rest of the rice is redundant, why do you say cooking by yourself?
"I won't do it in the future. If you want to eat it, go to my mother's house to eat it."

Jiajun thinks this is the best way, she is too lazy to cook, and besides, there is really no way to do it, but fortunately, Lu Zhanjiang can talk a little better now, if it is not too much, there is almost no big problem.

I received a call after get off work on Friday, and my son was sent here. Jiajun sometimes feels sorry for his son. What kind of mother do you call yourself?The child is flying around at such a young age, sometimes I feel that Ningning and Xiaoer are more pitiful than orphans, but when I get busy, this thought is thrown away.

Lu's mother sent her to the plane, and she was waiting for someone to pick her up. She would not let the child leave without seeing the parents. Jiajun drove over to pick up the child, leading one with one hand and hugging the other with the other. One and two eldest sons are envied by others, but only I understand in my heart that I am too tired to bear them.

Xiao Er hugged his mother's neck, kicking her little feet around, Jiajun didn't care whether her clothes were clean or dirty, her hair fell off as soon as Xiao Er grabbed her, like a crazy woman, plus She was already in a hurry, her face was covered with sweat, her eye shadow was off, and her foundation was a bit mushy. She opened the car door and Ning Ning sat in it. By her side, she is driving back here, luckily only once a week, otherwise she would have been lying down long ago.

After arriving at home, I finally had a few days of leisure without cooking. Now that my son is back, I have to hold the rice cooker, serve the two ancestors for dinner at night, and then spend time with the children to communicate with each other. Jiajun always thinks that Lu Peining is not For her own son, she had already plugged her ears as much as she could with the earphones, but the one sitting on her knee twisted and twisted like a bug, and finally snatched Jiajun's earphones, staring at her, the inside was about to catch fire .

"Mom, you are cheating."

I don’t know why the child’s thirst for knowledge is so strong. Jiajun feels that she is behind, and there are many things she can’t keep up with. Lu Peining asked, and she couldn’t answer some questions, and the child just looked like my mother is an idiot. Jiajun wanted to cry, and when Lu Zhanjiang came back, the two rushed over one by one like little lunatics. Lu Zhanjiang was also a man in a thin family, so he hugged each other, and he didn't know it was his head. Well, I'm still too stupid. Mother Lu's original words are, our third son married you, it's smoke from your ancestral grave, what do you know, what do you know?
Sometimes I feel that I am quite amazing, and I feel that I am not bad, but it turns out that there are things to prove that she is not as good as I thought.

Just talking about the child's current homework, she can't understand it. What are the children learning now?

My brain hurts from watching it, but I don’t understand it. Is this something I learned in kindergarten?
Lu Zhanjiang glanced at it, and took his two sons to the study room. They had dinner at night, and the family sat together. The older one ate. I don’t know who changed it. It looked better. At least the rice was no longer flying all over the sky. His face is full, and he is always smiling, making Jiajun think that he did it on purpose.

"Xiaoer, don't laugh."

I don't know what to do with this child's personality. He was born with nothing to worry about. He didn't like to cry when he was a child, and he still doesn't like to cry when he grows up. I'm a little panicked, at least you have to have some characteristics of a child, right?

(End of this chapter)

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