Zhong Ya went around Wang Guizhi's house before returning to his home.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw her child, wrapped in a rag, crying, and the baby's cry was so sharp and piercing.

Zhong Ya thought of Wang Guizhi's children again, and their family was a foreign childcare bag. And his own home is just wrapped in a rag, how stark the contrast is.

Zhong Ya's breathing suddenly stopped again, and she also had an indescribable feeling for Wang Guizhi in her heart. Although Wang Guizhi gave her a lot of help when she was pregnant. But in Wang Guizhi's house, such good conditions still made Zhong Ya jealous and envious.

Her heart is also sour to death now.

As soon as Zhong Ya walked out of the door of Wang Guizhi's house, she felt a chill. Wang Guizhi's home, because of the burning of coal, is particularly warm. Wang Guizhi even wears spring clothes even at home. And after Wang Guizhi gave birth, she was not out of shape like Zhong Ya, but recovered quickly, if it was similar to before, but it added a mature charm of a young woman.

Zhong Ya was in her own home, and she was piled up with military coats and woolen pants, but it was still too cold in the house, and Zhong Ya was still shivering from the cold. Their family is not as rich as Wang Guizhi's family, and their kang is reluctant to add coal.

Zhong Ya felt uncomfortable again.

And at this time, her daughter's cry suddenly became louder again. It was even more noisy that Zhong Ya was upset. Zhong Ya still has to cook, as usual, if the child cries too loudly, Zhong Ya has to coax the child, at least to make him stop crying. But Chinese medicine is not in the mood at all right now. He saw what Wang Guizhi's house looked like. Think about what your home looks like. It's not okay to be upset.

How can the gap between this person and man be so big?

She directly threw the child aside, and scolded her daughter: "Cry, cry, cry, you know crying all day long." I wouldn't have given birth to you if I had known. When I gave birth to you, I was also tossed to death, and now I am still a woman and I am still a woman, what a scourge. ”

After saying that, Zhong Ya ran to the kitchen to cook.

It was quite snowy that day. Meng Bo also braved the wind and snow to return to his home.

He also had a few snowflakes hanging from the tip of his nose.

As soon as Meng Bo opened the door, it was not as warm as he imagined, this indoor was colder than outside, it was that kind of cold. And Meng Bo heard his daughter crying again, and hurriedly ran over to take a look.

This own girl was thrown on the chair casually, regardless of it.

Meng Bo was also in a hurry. It stands to reason that he earns money outside. This Zhong Ya has to take care of the children at home. But now, Zhong Ya didn't even bring her own daughter, but let her be noisy.

"What's the matter with you? You can't even take a child with you! Don't you see that our daughters are about to cry and get angry?" Meng Bo hugged his daughter in distress and patted her on the back, the child's crying was a little quieter.

Meng Bo's questioning made Zhong Ya even more irritable, and she lost her temper at Meng Bo again: "I do housework all day long, and I have to help take care of the children, but no one helps me." I'm tired every day, and I have to serve you when I come back. Now what are you not satisfied with?"

Zhong Ya also dropped the bowl, and she didn't even have the appetite to eat.

I used to be able to eat two bowls of noodles on weekdays, but now I just eat one bite and throw it away.

Meng Bo smelled a foul smell coming from his child, and hurriedly opened the swaddling clothes and found that the child had urinated.

Meng Bo immediately changed his daughter's diaper.

That's what he did. It's been a long time. Meng Bo also understands how hard his wife is. It's also a hassle to have a child.

Meng Bo also felt sorry for Zhong Ya, and began to comfort him again: "If you are so tired, don't cook every day in the future, I'll go to the canteen for you to cook, so that you can rest for a while." ”

Zhong Ya snorted coldly: "Are you willing to go to the canteen to buy food? Doesn't this canteen cost money? Didn't I tell you about this before, you shouldn't do it!"

Zhong Ya complained a few words, and then moved on to another topic: "Do you want to change jobs in the future? I think you are now a soldier." It's not a lot of money a month. I can't afford to eat in the cafeteria every day, and I can't stay at home all the time. I wanted to find something to do first, and it would be nice to make more money. ”

"Let's talk about this job change later, the relevant rules haven't been decided yet," Meng Bo also changed the topic, "I'm done eating, I'll go to the next room for a stroll." ”

Meng Bo left after eating, leaving Zhong Ya and their daughter in the house.

Zhong Ya didn't have anything to do, she went to Wang Guizhi's house again, still holding her child.

"Knock knock" three knocks on the door.

Wang Guizhi looked at the door and found that Zhong Ya, who had just come, was in front of him, and he was also a little surprised. "Xiaoya, do you have anything left here?"

Zhong Ya hugged her child and put on a flattering smile: "I'm here to let the two of them play." It's good to have a companion in the future. ”

In fact, how can such a big child know how to play? They can only eat and sleep all day long.

Zhong Ya also came over with intentions. It was so cold in her house, the kang was not warm, and she refused to add coal, so she came to Wang Guizhi's house to rub the heating or something. It's also a little warmer. And in Wang Guizhi's home, there are so many good things, all of which are rare things that she has never seen. As a guest, I can also rub a lot of delicious food.

Li Yongchang learned that Wang Guizhi was reborn from the previous life, and he was also very curious when he knew that she could roughly predict what would happen in twenty or thirty years. Li Yongchang also asked Wang Guizhi a lot of questions, of course, all related to the country.

Wang Guizhi thought that if Li Yongchang came back from his previous life, then as a wife, she would definitely not ask questions about these countries, and the most asked question should also be the question of making money, that is, how to make more money.

And now compared with Li Yongchang, Wang Guizhi still feels that his ideological consciousness is too low.

Li Yongchang heard that there would be earthquakes, fires, floods, and other disasters next, and he also wanted to tell the local authorities about these things in advance. They could prevent it, but he didn't know how to speak.

I can't say that I can predict what will happen in the future.

This will either be arrested and studied, or someone else will point at the nose and call a madman.

When Fan Xiuman came back, he was relieved to see the reconciliation between them. She must also hope that Li Yongchang and her daughter can be well.

Wang Guizhi saw that Li Yongchang looked so anxious that he didn't know how to speak. is also comforting: "Yongchang, there are things that cannot be avoided, and after these things happen, the country will also learn from them, and if something similar happens in the future." It's definitely not going to be like before, with heavy losses. I can predict what will happen in the next twenty or thirty years, but I can't predict what will happen in a hundred years! ”

Li Yongchang also understood a lot after listening to Wang Guizhi's words, and after that, he stopped asking Wang Guizhi questions about those national affairs.

That day, Zhong Ya took a benefit from Wang Guizhi, so she thought that it would be good to come over every day, and there was heating to blow, and she could also rub the food cooked by Wang Guizhi, which would save her family a lot of money. Zhong Ya feels that she is a virtuous daughter-in-law who can save money.

Wang Guizhi didn't say anything about Zhong Ya's arrival. His own children can indeed be companions with Zhong Ya's children, and when they stay together, they cry a lot less. And Zhong Ya can also talk to Fan Xiuman, which can make her mother not so hard or boring.

It's just that Wang Guizhi suffered, the two women were chattering in her ears all day long, and she couldn't calm down, let alone have a writing environment. Wang Guizhi used to like to work in broad daylight, writing in the living room facing the sun. Now, she had to go to the house alone.

Zhong Ya saw that Wang Guizhi had been holding a notebook and a pen, and asked Fan Xiuman curiously: "Aunt Fan, what is this Guizhi doing? Why does she hold these things all day and night?"

"Ouch, that's a manuscript of my daughter's work. Fan Xiuman explained to Zhong Ya with a smile.

"What kind of draft?" Zhong Ya was a little puzzled.

She felt that Wang Guizhi didn't have that ability. How is it possible to write just a few words and get paid?