Rebirth Ninety's Fat Wife Should Be Self-reliant

Chapter 32: Relationship

In her previous life, except for the occasional return to her parents' home, Zhou Huilan was almost a daughter who was raised by herself. She was not doting on her, but even a little harsh. Therefore, after something happened to her in her previous life, Wang Jianye gave her mother a few threats and sugar-coated bullets to treat her.

I was coaxed over.

At first, Zhou Huilan was desperate and angry.

But if you don't have the courage to die, you have to live. After more experience, she understands that Zhou Zhenhai can't tell the difference between right and wrong, not to mention that Yaoyao was only four years old at that time, she was just a child.

Facing her daughter's grievance at this moment, Zhou Huilan just stretched out her hands to her, "Come here, mom, give her a hug."

Yaoyao, who originally looked stubborn, pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then threw herself directly into Zhou Huilan's arms. Her two muddy hands were firmly pressed on Zhou Huilan's lower back. The little girl buried her face in her mother's arms.

He showed a wicked smile that showed his scheming was successful.

"Now mommy also has to take a bath and wash clothes, are you happy?" Zhou Huilan stared at her daughter seriously, "Mom asked you to wash your hair now because mommy will take you to see an old man later, and you have fun today.

You are covered in the smell of sweat, wouldn’t you feel uncomfortable if you went out without washing yourself?”

Yaoyao nodded obediently.

She understood the truth, but when she was interrupted when she was enjoying herself, she really couldn't control her anger.

"You lie down on mom's lap and wash your hair first."

Yaoyao obediently lay on her mother's lap, turned over, raised her face to face Zhou Huilan, and immediately gave a shameless smile, "Mom, you are so beautiful."

Zhou Huilan was so angry that she rolled her eyes at her, scooped water and wet her hair. She didn't have any shampoo at home, so she rubbed soap on her head a few times. The small amount of foam soon spread all over her hair. She massaged it a few times and rinsed it with water.

If it's clean, it's done.

With the remaining water in the basin, Zhou Huilan threw a towel and wiped Yaoyao's head, face and neck, helped her up and washed her hands while Zhou Huilan went into the house to find clothes for her.

The clothes on her body were soiled, so Zhou Huilan could only change into a set of loose sportswear from before. She originally wanted to dress up Yaoyao, but found that she had gained a lot of weight and could not fit into the skirts in the cabinet.

Zhou Huilan looked at her chubby daughter helplessly, "It seems that not only mommy wants to lose weight, Yaoyao also needs to control her food intake."

"I don't want it. The food my mother cooks is so delicious, I want to eat it all!"

"Then I'll make the food less delicious from now on."

"As long as it is made by my mother, I like to eat it!" Yaoyao smiled and rushed towards Zhou Huilan, kneading it like dough with her round arms and legs, but Zhou Huilan's smile was a bit far-fetched.

In her previous life, she didn't return to peace until Yaoyao went to high school.

At that time, Yaoyao was still fat and had not grown in stature. Standing in a class of high school students, she looked like a child who was not gregarious. In addition, she was introverted and had low self-esteem, and she did not even have a single friend in school.

Later, Zhou Huilan also asked the doctor, who said that being overweight during puberty caused her not to grow in height, and that children who were overweight in infancy and childhood may be more likely to be obese when they grow up.

I really can't let her eat it so freely in the future.

After changing her clothes and telling Granny Duan, Zhou Huilan led Yaoyao out the door.

The area around Gulou was considered the most prosperous place in Anning in the early 1990s, not only because of its historical origins, but also because the city government is located two streets west of the Gulou.

There are many government agencies and family homes nearby, so the consumption level of people here is obviously higher.

What Zhou Huilan is going to today is the Family Home of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

When she arrived at the door, Zhou Huilan said she wanted to see Director Huang, but the guard stopped her from entering.

"You did it as you said. There are so many people looking for Director Huang all day long. He's already off work. If something happens, I'll go to the bureau tomorrow to look for him." The guard said while looking at the mother and daughter with disdain.

He didn't pay attention to Zhou Huilan's dress at all, his eyes wandered back and forth on her hands, and then he picked up a broken lunch box. This was too shabby.

"I'm really a relative of Director Huang. If you don't believe me, just call him."

"There's no charge for phone calls. You can call me whenever you want."

Zhou Huilan also saw what the guard wanted to do, so she stepped forward and opened the lunch box. The condensed lard was white, smooth and tender, and it also exuded a faint scent of pepper.

"Call Director Huang and tell him my name is Zhou Huilan. If he doesn't let me in, I'll give you this box of lard." After saying that, Baji closed the lunch box.

"Seriously?" The guard's eyes lit up. He had never seen lard boiled like this before. It was as delicate as butter.

"really!"

The phone rang once, but no one answered.

The guard reached out to take the lard, but Zhou Huilan blocked it, "I haven't answered the phone yet, so keep calling."

"There is no one at Director Huang's house, so you can come back tomorrow! But we agreed that this lard belongs to me..."

After saying that, she still wanted to grab it, but Zhou Huilan was also speechless for this person.

It is said that the king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with, and she really experienced it today.

"What I'm saying is, Director Huang said he couldn't see me, so I gave you this box of lard. Director Huang hasn't been contacted yet. Why are you so anxious? Who knows if you made a random phone call to fool me here?

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"Who fooled you!" The guard suddenly spoke in a high-pitched voice, directly exposing his guilty conscience.

Zhou Huilan saw that it was obviously not going to work, so she simply dragged the guard out of the reception room, entered the room, looked at the phone book on the table, and dialed Director Huang's home phone number.

The internal line was used here, and the call was picked up within two rings.

The doorman, who had been pinched by Zhou Huilan's wrists and showed his teeth and claws, immediately fell silent when he heard a voice coming from the other end of the phone.

He originally thought that Zhou Huilan was a poor relative from the countryside, but he didn't expect that she would also use an intercom phone?

The person who answered the phone was Huang Hanqing's wife. After hearing Zhou Huilan's words, it was quickly replaced by Bureau Huang himself. Without saying a few words, Zhou Huilan let go of the doorman and handed him the phone.

"Uncle Huang asked you to answer the phone."

The guard's face turned pale. Fortunately, Bureau Huang didn't say anything. He was just worried that Zhou Huilan wouldn't be able to touch the door, so he bothered the guard to send her mother and daughter in.

Huang Hanqing and Zhou Zhenhai were both soldiers from Nanwa Township during the Japanese war. They said they were brothers, but Zhou Zhenhai was more than ten years older than him.

Zhou Huilan's biological mother was also from Nanwa. When she was still alive, Huang Hanqing ate at Zhou's house at least fifteen days a month.

Later, when her mother passed away, the two old men had a quarrel over her eldest brother Zhou Weijun's enlistment. After that, Huang Hanqing never went to Zhou's house again.

But when Zhou Huilan got married, he went.

The doorman led Zhou Huilan to the front of a row of small Western-style buildings. As soon as he pressed the doorbell, Huang Hanqing in slippers came out.

"My eldest niece, hurry, hurry, come in the house!"

After entering the small door, there are also things planted on both sides, but they are all flowers and plants. They are completely different from Zhou Zhenhai's down-to-earth small vegetable garden.

(End of chapter)