Rebirth Ninety's Fat Wife Should Be Self-reliant

Chapter 223 Breaking up

For a moment, Zhou Huilan thought that time had gone back to the time when her mother was still alive.

At that time, she and her brother often had conflicts with their father, but at that time, her mother would come out to persuade her, and her brother would always lead her out amidst accusations.

But the two of them had no idea what the mother who stayed at home had experienced.

If Dr. Wen hadn't let it slip before, Zhou Huilan wouldn't have known about it.

The child ran away, and there was nowhere to vent his anger. Zhou Zhenhai, who had always been honest, naturally could not hold back this anger and make it difficult for himself. Then the mother... could only act as a doormat.

I regret that I was so young and ignorant at that time that I couldn't see the scars on my mother's body, nor could I notice my mother's increasingly haggard physical condition...

"Crack!"

A loud slap.

Zhou Huilan's breathing suddenly stopped.

She raised her head in disbelief and saw Zhou Zhenhai's eyes were blood red, Zhou Weijun's face was tilted, and a red slap mark quickly appeared on his face.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhou Huilan was the first to react and jumped directly in front of Zhou Weijun, glaring at Zhou Zhenhai fiercely.

Just when the father and daughter were in a stalemate, with no one giving in, Zhou Huilan suddenly laughed, "I thought it was you who had changed, but it seems I was being whimsical and naive."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhenhai didn't wait for a reaction, turned around and grabbed the child's grandmother, "Auntie, please go into the house and pack your things. I'll make a phone call. We won't live here anymore."

At this moment, Zhou Huilan had only one thought: leave here and never come back again.

This thought was exactly the same as every time they were beaten when they were children, but at that time the brother and sister had nowhere to go. They could only return to this home after digesting their anger and sadness.

But now, she has the ability to take her brother out of this suffocating environment.

After saying this, Zhou Huilan went to pick up the phone receiver, but before she finished dialing the number, Zhou Zhenhai rushed over and pressed the phone, "This is my phone, who allowed you to use it!"

Zhou Huilan didn't refute, just put down the phone, turned around and walked out.

She walked all the way out of the sanatorium, found a public phone booth and called Lu Changqing, asking him to drive over to pick her up. She also specifically asked not to take Yaoyao with her.

Lu Changqing, who guessed that something had happened, did not dare to delay at all, quickly got in the car and drove to Zhou's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhou Weijun limping out with his luggage, and then looking at Tian Yufeng who was wrapped tightly in the back, he already understood everything without Zhou Huilan having to say anything.

Zhou Weijun and his wife didn't have much luggage, but their children's belongings were quite a lot, filling three large bags.

The trunk was so full that it couldn't even be loaded in. In the end, the child's grandma carried a large bag.

And while they were struggling to move out, Zhou Zhenhai didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

As for Hu Manxiang, she was just a bystander from beginning to end, without any emotion.

The brother's family returned to Zhou Huilan's home again. The old lady helped her daughter pack things in the house, but Zhou Weijun did not enter the house. He pulled Zhou Huilan to the balcony.

"Huilan, your sister-in-law is almost done with her confinement, and the doctor said she's fine. Originally, I thought I should be filial to my father if we can get along with each other, but today's situation... we juniors are just being sentimental.

." Zhou Weijun's words were full of helplessness.

Regarding Zhou Zhenhai, Zhou Huilan didn't know what to say.

"Brother, do you want to go back to your home in the countryside?"

Zhou Weijun nodded, "Your sister-in-law and I are fine, but the old lady came out just for us. After all, it's not her own home, and she feels uncomfortable."

Zhou Huilan did not persuade her any more, "Then let's wait until my sister-in-law has finished her confinement before leaving. Although it is not far away, it is not my car after all. If the root of the disease is really exposed, it will take a lifetime!"

Put aside all bad customs and simply consider people.

"But your sister-in-law is in confinement after all. Will the Lu family... have any objections?" Zhou Weijun was still afraid of affecting his sister.

Zhou Huilan vowed and patted her chest, "No, this is also my house, they don't dare."

At this moment, Zhou Weijun suddenly realized that his sister was no longer the sister who only hid behind his butt.

He only felt relieved, and subconsciously reached out to rub Zhou Huilan's hair. When he realized it, his hand had already messed up Zhou Huilan's long, silky hair.

The brother and sister were stunned in unison.

However, when their eyes met, they both laughed together again, as they did when they were children, laughing unscrupulously.

Zhou Weijun also lived in Zhou Huilan's house before, but at that time, Yaoyao was still in a free-range state. Now, the little girl goes to preschool. She arrives at school at eight o'clock every morning and does not take care of food. Zhou Huilan has to watch her make breakfast at home.

The meal is eaten.

Coupled with the fact that the little guy is a bit irritable due to the change of environment, the house is already bustling before seven o'clock every morning.

Zhou Huilan was too busy to think about all this, while Lu Changqing had the extra job of picking up and dropping off her daughter, and she seemed to work hard without any complaints.

It was finally the weekend until this day. Zhou Weijun thought Yaoyao was at home and wanted to take his children to dig the soil in the small garden for entertainment. However, Lu Changqing was fully dressed and said that Yaoyao still had to go to traditional Chinese painting classes.

"Brother, Yaoyao's class is only for an hour. She will be back soon. Then you can dig up the soil." Lu Changqing respects Zhou Weijun very much. After all, Zhou Huilan said that he is guarding the plateau with a gun.

Those who cross the border, in peacetime, are heroes.

Zhou Weijun nodded. Although he felt a little lonely, he didn't say anything.

But after Lu Changqing took Yaoyao away, he washed his hands and returned to the house, just when Tian Yufeng put the child to sleep.

"You didn't say you wanted to take Yaoyao to play, why did you come in again?"

Zhou Weijun poked the child's soft little hand and said, "Yao Yao has gone to class."

Because of the quarrel that day, the lot-drawing activity was suspended. He still hasn't decided on the child's name, so he just started calling it after Tian Yufeng's baby.

"Class? Today is not Sunday, why are we still in class?" Tian Yufeng didn't understand.

Zhou Weijun didn't understand either, "It's a painting class. Just looking at it these days, Yaoyao sometimes takes piano lessons after school in the evening. I heard her talk to Huilan during the past two days.

I want to learn some abacus and mental arithmetic, it’s all messed up, and I don’t know where children these days can get so many lessons.”

Zhou Weijun didn't understand, and Tian Yufeng didn't understand even more. After pondering for a long time, "Children in the city don't have to go to the fields. If they have nothing to do, they can just go to class and learn more."

(End of chapter)