The more Zhou Fanghua thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. Biting his lip. The circles under his eyes slowly turned red.

This frightened Jiang Chengzhuo. This rooster brother is really not afraid. The ground is not afraid. In addition to the fear of spending money and breaking the bank. I'm afraid that the little girl will shed tears.

He has limited time with little girls. Generally, the children of the world friends and the female classmates in the class are just face-saving. The rest of the experience was all from a few friends. But among his female friends. The only girl of this age is only a little girl. Thereupon. All his experience in coaxing girls to cry came from the girl named Zhou Fanghua in front of him.

The sycophants in front of me were not filmed well. The situation on the horse's leg is really a bit of a numb claw for the rooster brother.

"No, no, no...... Sister Fanghua. Don't hurry, don't hurry. The sky is yellow. Thick soil is underneath. I really didn't mean that...... When I write this, I think so. That's what I thought. What's that. Canned hawthorn isn't it delicious. Sweet and sour. The color is still good-looking...... OK, OK, OK. I don't mention hawthorn...... Don't mention that thing...... Actually, ha. I was going to write about the red chop elbow. That crust. That**...... Hiss. Delicious grin...... No. I'm not saying your skin is as thick as your elbow's skin...... I really didn't mean that, hehe...... OK, OK, OK. I was wrong. I was wrong, wrong. I rewrite. I'm going to go back and rewrite it. Be sure to have a good attitude. Seriously. Let's play at a high level...... My aunt and grandmother. You don't cry, okay, no. ”

Queen Xiao Zhou pouted. Yes. You've got to write decently this time. If you dare to compare me to a hawthorn can. Red chop elbow or something. Hum. I asked Enron not to give you meat to eat.

This time, Jiang Chengzhuo wanted to cry. Sister Fanghua. What a wonderful kid you were. How can I learn more and more like Sister An now......

An Ran could hear the baring of his teeth at him. Uh-huh~~~

"What's that...... Cough. I'm getting better and better. Hey. Hey hey ......"

That's it. Under the double pressure of Miss Xiao Zhou's tears and no meat to eat. Jiang Chengzhuo has been rewritten after the second rejection. Roll up your arms and sleeves. All the bargaining efforts were made. Suffocated the rooster face. In Zhao Xiaopang's ridicule of "like an old hen that can't lay eggs". Finally held back a more decent letter. Relatively normal love letters. Thereupon. The final draft that Zhou's mother saw was like this......

"Your slender and beautiful figure is like a green willow shining by the stream in spring." "Your big clear eyes are like a lake rippling in the moonlight." "Your crimson cheeks are like apples freshly picked in autumn......

Just like I said before. Mother Zhou's temper is more urgent. is extremely loving for his daughter. Care. I'm afraid she'll be hurt in the slightest. Although these years. Miss Xiao Zhou is very good at self-management in her studies and life. Parents hardly have to worry about it. Although I usually always snuggle up to my parents, pouting and coquettish. But it really got outside. Every word and deed has already looked like a little adult. But in Zhou's mother's heart. No matter how much progress Zhou Fanghua has. In her heart. The daughter is still a little girl who needs her to be on the tip of her heart all the time. Wrong eye. Something unexpected will happen.

It can well be imagined. When Zhou's mother saw this "love letter". What a surprise I was in. Accidentally. For four or five seconds. Her mind went blank. At first, I thought I was wrong. Xiao Fanghua is so well-behaved. So sensible. How can you not read well. Behind the back of your parents. Learn to fall in love with others like a girl who doesn't love herself. No, no, no. Maybe she was just in a hurry. Misread.

She quickly went through the love letter again. This time, it was certain. Thereupon. After the initial astonishment passed. There was only anger left in my heart.

More than ten years ago, parents were still relatively conservative. Even intellectuals like Mama Zhou seem to be open-minded. They may be more open-minded about certain issues concerning their children's education. Like what. They don't believe in the outdated educational concept of "filial piety under the stick" like their parents. He is more pampered to his children both materially and spiritually.

But in other ways. For example, puppy love. Although it is not considered a shame like the older generation. But it is also to be opposed to the end. As a parent of a girl. At the very least, criticize your own children. "Why do you know so much about self-love......" compared to parents who don't have a high level of knowledge. This kind of words can already be regarded as making people "like a spring breeze" and "gentle wind and drizzle".

It happened to be the weekend. Every weekend. Enron usually slept a little later than usual.

It was half past nine. It's supper time on the weekend. Today I ate dumplings filled with fennel pork left over from yesterday. In this season of the North. Even in greenhouses. Fennel is also the last stubble. It's hard to see each other in winter. Even if there is. It's ridiculously expensive. If you want to eat another fennel-stuffed dumpling, you'll have to wait until next spring. So. This time it's a little bit more. There are quite a few left. Enron fried it in oil in a pan again.

The porridge served with fried dumplings is two kinds. The same is to put sweet potatoes. Pumpkin. Multigrain porridge with peanuts and red dates. The same is a two-rice porridge boiled with rice and millet. It's all rotten. Melt-in-your-mouth. Ate it in the evening for good digestion. There are also some side dishes with porridge. The fried dumplings are mainly prepared for those three foodies. Their stomach is powerful. Even if you eat big fish and meat at night, you don't have any stomach discomfort at all. The An family of three is just two or three of them. Eat some porridge. Serve with a side dish. That's enough.

Lunch and dinner are not stopped. Breakfast and supper. An family, a family of three plus three foodies, is the time of the day when everyone gets together. No need to get up halfway through and be busy punching tickets. Especially this late night snack. It's not like breakfast yet. Those who go to school and go to work still need to hurry. It's late at this point. But he ate very leisurely. Let's talk about the gossip of the day. Talk about it. The warmth and beauty of the time make people feel enjoyable.

Everyone is talking about a piece of gossip. Talk about the rise of time. Jiang Chengzhuo's mobile phone rang suddenly. At that time, the functions of mobile phones were relatively simple. The ringtone is even more monotonous. It's loud but loud.

Jiang Chengzhuo muttered about a fried dumpling that he had just snatched from under Zhao Zhenxu's chopsticks. One hand reached for his phone from his pants pocket. Take a look. Smiled and narrowed. The phone number is from Zhou Fanghua's house. The lips are skillfully and skillfully retracted and pursed. The dumplings that he was talking about went into his mouth. Vaguely picked it up. "Hmm...... Feed. Sister Fanghua. Find a ...... teacher"

Eat happily. Chatting happily. Brother Rooster is going to be poor when he picks up the phone. But I didn't want to be in my ears with a loud sobbing sound. If you listen closely, it seems to be Zhou Fanghua. But it's a little inaccurate. He had never heard Zhou Fanghua cry like this. It was like being greatly wronged. A crying method that barely breathes.

"Zhou Fanghua. Is that you. He asked tentatively. There was no response. Still crying hard. Crying made Jiang Chengzhuo's heart anxious. Raised voice questioning. "It's not. Speak. Are you Zhou Fanghua. ”

His abrupt rise in volume drew the attention of the others at the table. Especially Enron. Asked him in a mouth shape. What's wrong.

Jiang Chengzhuo frowned. He shook his head at her. Says I don't know yet. Almost at the same time. His inquiry was finally answered on the other end of the phone. "Woo...... Well. I am...... Jiang Cheng...... Profound. Woowoo woo ......"

"Holy shit. What's wrong with you...... Don't just cry. Speak. What is it that I have? Someone is bullying you. ......" determined that the person who kept crying was Zhou Fanghua. Jiang Chengzhuo was really anxious. The speed of speech and the intonation did not increase or improve, although it did not increase. But there was a murderous anger in his words.

"Jiang Chengzhuo." A female voice rang on the other side of the phone that Jiang Chengzhuo did not expect. It's Zhou's mother's. The tone was depressed and cold. There was a faint sense of restrained anger.

Mother Zhou naturally knows who Jiang Chengzhuo is. It's not just that. And there have been several contacts. Jiang Chengzhuo: These pieces of material are used to pretending to be clever in front of the elders.

To say a few friends among the parents. The most uneasy for children. It's not that you don't eat the fireworks of the world. Reading a book, I saw the parents of Wu Zerong, a little nerd who could almost forget himself when he was fascinated. It's about self-care. Zhou Fanghua, who is not weak in self-control.

Originally. Together, they take advantage of the annual winter and summer vacations to go on self-guided tours to the surrounding towns. Parents are not at ease. Representatives were sent to follow the whole process two or three times. Among them, only Zhou Fanghua's parents really finished the journey. Although Zhou Fanghua always wants to his parents. Especially the mother proves her own growth and ability. But anyway. Zhou's mother can't be someone else's mother. Especially Li Caifeng, who trusts his daughter like that. She's always being careful. It's like Zhou Fanghua is a child who has just babbled.

That is, during those few trips. Articulate. A good student. Excellent teenager appearance. Jiang Chengzhuo, who is especially good at living, left a good impression on Zhou's mother.

Next. When a group of friends came to Zhou Fanghua to go out to play. Once or twice in a while. It's more when my daughter talks about interesting things between friends. Let Zhou's mother remember the boy's name. Relative to Wu Zerong. Zhao Zhenxu and Jiang Jieyun are three. Jiang Chengzhuo is more likely to be mentioned. Of course. Because of this gentleman's personality, it is outstanding. Zhou Fanghua also admired his bargaining skills. It also made Zhou's mother impressed by this product.

Although. His name appears a little more often in his daughter's mouth than in several other male classmates. Zhou's mother has never thought about early love.

As early as when my daughter was in junior high school. Zhou's mother began to educate her daughter in this area countless times.