Liu Xiangqian immediately wanted to turn around and go back, but Liu Cong stopped him.
"Dad, what excuse can we use now to ask for things from others? The money is not warm yet! Let's wait a few days to talk about it!" The pain in his hand made Liu Cong still a little rational, knowing that Hua Zhao was not to be trifled with.
His father was right, if he messed with Hua Zhao again, his legs would probably be broken.
"You know the truth, why did you forget it when it was your turn?" Liu Cong said disgustedly: "I really miss my wife so much that I go crazy!"
"You XXX!" Liu Qianqian instantly took off the soles of his shoes and whipped them at him, causing Liu Cong to run away.
Let’s forget about it for now. Let’s come up with an excuse next time.
...
The days have calmed down again. Hua Zhao takes Daqin, Xiaoqin, Dawei and Xiaowei up the mountain to pick mushrooms every morning. The harvest will still be given to each person 10%, and she has already agreed that their own tuition fees and pocket money will be paid in the future.
, that’s all, she won’t give any more.
Everyone is happy and has no dissatisfaction because they know that other children don't get this treatment at all!
Whose child can get a share of the money earned by working at home? One share is completely impossible, but one share is possible.
My sister has given them a lot.
Hua Zhao also likes these children a little bit. They are content, grateful, and very diligent. These are good children.
In the afternoon, she taught them how to study.
Of course, she was learning and selling it now. She claimed that she learned it from her grandfather last night and would teach them the next day.
Whether it was mathematics or Chinese, Dawei and Xiaowei found that they could not compare with this sister who was said to have only studied for 3 months. The remaining pride disappeared in an instant.
"That's it for this semester. You can go to school again on September 1st, including Daqin and Xiaoqin." Hua Zhao said.
Because it was already July, and the elementary school would have its final exams in a few days, she was afraid that Dawei and Xiaowei would be counting down even now, which would damage their confidence.
"We can also go to school?" Daqin and Xiaoqin were both excited.
"Why not? Men and women are equal, and women hold up half the sky." Hua Zhao said.
As for the fact that Xiaoqin is not old enough, it is not a problem. Nowadays, schools allow older brothers and sisters to take younger brothers and sisters to school, as long as the children are not too naughty.
Suddenly, the sound of a string of bicycle bells came from the distance. Hua Zhao's eyes immediately lit up. On this date, it should be the postman!
Sure enough, a dark green figure appeared on the path and stopped in front of Hua Zhao's house.
Hua Zhao walked over happily like a bird.
"Hua Qiang, is Hua Qiang at home? I have your letter!" the postman shouted.
Hua Zhao paused in his steps. In the past, the postman would always call him Hua Zhao, and he would call whoever was the recipient of the letter. It was written to Grandpa? Who?
The postman turned around and saw Hua Zhao. He already knew Hua Zhao and knew her situation. She had a man who was a soldier and a grandfather who was a veteran.
"There is no letter from you today. This is from Beijing to your grandfather." Seeing the disappointment on Hua Zhao's face, the postman comforted him: "Don't worry, I will definitely have your letter tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
It's really unbearable to see such a beautiful face with a disappointed expression.
"It's okay." Hua Zhao smiled and said, "Give me the letter. My grandpa is sleeping in the house at this time."
"Okay." The postman handed over the letter and rode off.
Hua Zhao looked at the address on the envelope, which was a certain district in the capital, and she probably guessed who wrote it.
Grandpa has children in the capital. Wang Meng also said that they wanted grandpa to go back. Now is they finally taking action?
Hua Qiang had been woken up and walked out. He smiled when he saw the letter in Hua Zhao's hand: "Xiaoye has written again? Come on, have you figured out the name of the child this time?"
Hua Zhao had asked Ye Shen to name the child before, but Ye Shen wrote back saying that he had not thought about it and had to think about it again.