The next day, Zhou Rong took the manuscript that Xu Damao had preliminary edited and got on the train bound for Sijiucheng.

Xu Damao didn't care about Zhou Rong leaving, but Hao Hongmei was a little mixed with joy and sorrow.

She was happy that she didn't have to be "interrupted" by Zhou Rong when reciting the text, but she was worried that her physical strength would not be able to withstand the temptation.

Xu Damao is leaning in front of the fireplace reading a book as before.

Hao Hongmei was a little absent-minded and helped him make tea until Zheng Juan arrived.

But Zheng Juan's state today is a bit off. She is stumbling when speaking and hesitates to speak.

Xu Damao couldn't help but think, did Zhou Rong's departure have such a big impact on them?

Of course, it is possible that I am staying downstairs, making it difficult for them to keep quiet."

"You two, please chat down below. I just thought of something and I'll go up and write it down."

Xu Damao's departure made the situation a little better for the two of them, but the good news was very limited.

Hao Hongmei: "Sister Zheng, you seem to have something on your mind today?"

Zheng Juan: "No, it's nothing. It's just that a neighbor was beaten and hospitalized. I was thinking about their family's affairs."

Hao Hongmei: "Is it your neighbor Qiao Chunyan that Sister Zhou mentioned yesterday? How are they doing now?"

"Is it a fight at the head of the bed, or a fight at the end of the bed? Or is it the kind where we never get along until we die?"

Zheng Juan: "I don't know the current situation, but they didn't talk to each other yesterday."

"Then why were they fighting? Is the man having an affair? Or is the woman having a crush?

Zheng Juan looked at Hao Hongmei dumbfounded. She didn't expect this little girl to be so curious.

"I don't know about this issue either. Neither of them said anything about the specific situation."

Hao Hongmei immediately turned into Sherlock Holmes and said seriously.

"That woman's head was broken, and she still didn't tell the real reason, so we can infer that she must have a lover outside."

"But what's strange is why the man didn't say anything. Could it be that there are people outside the couple?"

"Oh my God! If this is really the case, then these two are really awesome."

"No wonder they didn't say anything. If this doesn't go well, peanuts might be given to me."

Zheng Juan didn't expect Hao Hongmei to have such a rich imagination, but after thinking about it carefully, what she said seemed to make sense.

If something so unspeakable hadn't happened to both of them, why didn't they tell the reason?

When Zheng Juan thought about this, her impression of Qiao Chunyan and his wife suddenly became much worse, and at the same time she felt a little regretful about agreeing to her.

The two of them chatted here and there, but Zheng Juan didn't stay to help with the cooking.

She promised yesterday that she would go to the hospital to take care of Chunyan's mother at noon today so that the old man could have some rest.

But she was no longer in the same mood as yesterday. Hao Hongmei's words were like a fish bone stuck deep in her throat.

But she couldn't say these words out loud, and she had nowhere to go to verify them.

There are a lot of things in the ward today. People from Qiao Chunyan's unit must have been here.

Qiao Chunyan: "Sister-in-law, you seem to have something on your mind today?"

Zheng Juan smiled uncomfortably. Everyone asked themselves this today, who would have thought that she was for the same person.

"Our sister-in-law is going back to Sijiu City this morning, so I got up a little early to see her off."

They were chatting like yesterday, but both of them seemed to have something on their minds, so the atmosphere at the scene was not as good as yesterday.

Just at this time, Sun Guoqing, Yu Hong, Xiao Guoqing, and Wu Qian came to the hospital together. Naturally, there were so many people that it would not be so quiet.

Everyone was talking well at first, and Qiao Chunyan said that it was thanks to Zheng Juan's help these two days.

Wu Qian was not happy to be there. If Qiao Chunyan didn't tell her, she wouldn't be able to remember it.

Some time ago, Zhou Bingkun and his wife were the most discussed in the photo-op movies. Zhou Bingkun was better, but everyone said he was stupid.

Zheng Juan, who used to be at the bottom among them, is now doing an easy job and earning a salary that is not lower than hers.

Thinking that her men could only get half the salary now, the sarcastic tone in Wu Qian's mouth came out.

"As a group of us, Bingkun's family is living a comfortable life now. Not only do we have a place to live, we don't have to worry about it."

"Besides, now that we are both working, life is really getting better and better."

"Two of us, National Day and Qianchao, work long shifts now and can only get half of their salary every month."

We are all adults, how many real fools can we have? Wu Qian's illness has occurred again.

But this is also very Wu Qian. If she doesn't cause trouble, then she is not Wu Qian.

Xiao Guoqing couldn't control Wu Qian, so he could only smile sheepishly and said.

"I'm going to catch up with Chao Chao at the factory this afternoon because we have some things to do. Besides, Chunyan also needs more rest. Maybe we'll come another day."

These people left the ward, and now it was Qiao Chunyan's turn to enlighten Zheng Juan.

"Wu Qian is just that kind of person. Whenever we have dinner together, she always makes everyone leave unhappy, so you can just put a P in what she says."

Zheng Juan smiled and said nothing, but she became suspicious of Zhou Bingkun's former friends.

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The news that Cao Debao sent his wife to the hospital finally reached the soy sauce factory today, and there was a lot of discussion in the factory.

There is nothing wrong with gay men. Those who know his past situation will say "man" to him.

The same cannot be said for lesbians. Wherever he goes, there are lesbians pointing fingers at him.

If he gets a little grumpy, he will spit at him twice, and then scold him harshly.

It's the same even when they come to the production workshop under their control. The workers these days still have that fierce energy.

If Cao Debao dares to say something outrageous, a large group of old ladies will come over and tear you apart immediately.

He is now sitting in his small office and doesn't want to go out. He is also complaining in his heart about why he played the harmonica that night.

This time, a strong old woman came to him and created his current life.

It would be nice if the ladies were a little more forceful in normal times. At least it would make the family's life a little more comfortable.

But if these old ladies are too strong, it will become a kind of tragedy for men. He is now a living example.

Cao Debao was thinking at this time, how great it would be if he could turn back time, and he swore he would never play the harmonica that day.

No, he didn't even want to talk to Zhou Bingkun, let alone attend the party that day.

Wouldn't it be nice to wait for his princess in distress, and then wait like Zhou Bingyi to soar into the sky?

Why did I get so obsessed with provoking Qiao Chunyan, a tigress, that I haven't raised my head in all these years?
Chapter completed!