The fate of the Republic of China is you

Chapter 38

At five o'clock, Hou Shuyi called home and asked Mama Yang to pick up Zheng Xianglan from school. In order to catch the rabbit, she didn't go to pick up her daughter for the first time, which can be said to have cost her money.

At this time, Zheng Jiawen finished his last class in Zhongcheng, the bell rang and Zheng Jiawen was about to leave, but a female student suddenly stood up.

"Sir." The female student wears a long braid, airy bangs, and Zhongcheng's student uniform, a white bell-sleeve gown with a black half skirt that reaches to the calf, and her pretty face has a bit of a young lady. A squeamish look.

"Student Huo Jiaqi, what's the matter?" Zheng Jiawen stopped.

"I have a question, I've always been curious, and I want to ask my husband today, is it convenient for you?"

Zheng Jiawen was very surprised, this student Huo Jiaqi usually didn't care about his studies at all, but today he took the initiative to ask questions, which is really rare.

Being a teacher is like this, as long as the students have a little bit of self-motivated heart, they will be happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Zheng Jiawen walked back to the podium and asked with a smile, "Please speak."

"Excuse me, sir, why is your dress so different from everyone else's?"

Zheng Jiawen's smile froze on her face, she was slapped, she just wanted to praise Huo Jiaqi for learning, but that's good, she asked about her clothes.

The other female students sat down after hearing the words, and Huo Jiaqi asked the questions they were discussing in private.

"Very different?" Zheng Jiawen cleared his throat, "Is it strange that you dress differently from everyone else? Before, gowns were worn with mandarin jackets, melon hats, and cloth shoes, but now a windbreaker or a woolen coat is worn over the gowns, and trousers and leather shoes are worn underneath. Is it very different? Women used to wear jackets and skirts, but now they wear student uniforms like yours and cheongsams, which are very different from before? The reason why you don’t think it’s very different is that it became a trend and fashion at that time because of the differences. There are more people, so I don’t think it’s different. You think my clothes are different now because I’m the only one who wears them so far. Maybe my style will become a trend in the future. Who would say that if there are more people wearing them? What about the difference? Clothes are for people to wear. Existence is reasonable, so don’t worry about it anymore. Student Huo Jiaqi, you should think about how to do your studies well in the future, and stop worrying about unnutritive issues. Okay, get out of class! "

Zheng Jiawen turned around and left after saying that. When she was debating in Germany, these dolls hadn't been born yet.

No, she is not much older than these students. It is not easy to be a teacher these days.

"Mr. Tao is right. The current society is tolerant of everything, so why is it so strange, unless it's something like a rooster laying eggs?" Huo Jiaqi's deskmate tugged on Huo Jiaqi's sleeve.

Huo Jiaqi glanced at her deskmate, sat down, wrote two words with a pen, folded them, stood up, walked to the girl in the last row, put down the note, and left the classroom with her schoolbag.

The girl in the last row opened the note, only to see two words written on it: break up.

After seeing it, he immediately chased him out with his schoolbag.

Zheng Jiawen went home directly after leaving the school gate. As soon as he opened the door, the food was fragrant. When he walked in, Yang Huifen was wearing an apron and serving food on the table.

"What's so delicious, I'm blessed with Niannian's blessing today, and I can have a hot meal when I come back."

"Niannian said that you are very hard. I think I will cook when I am idle here. In addition, I fried eggs. You have a taste. What is a real boiled fried egg?" Yang Huifen fried Put the eggs in front of Zheng Jiawen.

Zheng Jiawen looked at the fried egg and pursed his lips. He glanced at Zheng Nian and then at Yang Huifen. These two people had bad things about her and fried egg behind their backs.

"It's not that the eggs I fried were undercooked, they were fried on purpose. We all eat that way in Germany, and the yolk should be oily."

Hearing this, Yang Huifen tried her best to argue: "If the oil is flowing, it is not cooked. If you eat it, you will get sick. We have always fried it. You said, it's okay for adults to eat unfamiliar food. Nian Nian is so young, eat it." Unfamiliar things will cause stomach upset."

Zheng Jiawen licked her teeth twice with her tongue. After a day of class, her voice changed a little, and she really didn't want to talk anymore.

"You're quite right." Zheng Jiawen finished the non-nutritious opponent, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, came out and sat down to eat, at worst she would fry eggs for Nian Nian later.

"Aye, I missed you today." Zheng Nian said with an egg fried rice in his mouth.

Zheng Jiawen glanced at Zheng Nian, a little heartless, now he knows how to please people.

Seeing Yang Huifen enter the kitchen, Zheng Jiawen leaned over and said, "Tell your aunt again that I'm not well?"

"No, my aunt saw one of the eggs you fried in the morning without eating, and I didn't say anything." Zheng Nian expressed his innocence.

Zheng Jiawen sipped it, it's a bad time.

"The beef brisket with tomatoes is out of the pot." Yang Huifen wrapped the two sides of the porcelain bowl with sackcloth and served it on the table.

Zheng Jiawen picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile: "I never thought you could cook this famous dish. Today is a lucky day."

Zheng Jiawen didn't care about the heat, so he scooped a small spoon and blew it into his mouth. Zheng Jiawen was a little disappointed when he took it in. He couldn't help but think of the tomato beef brisket that he had eaten at the opposite door. inferred.

"Second Miss, what are you thinking?" Yang Huifen stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Zheng Jiawen's eyes.

"Oh, I was wondering how many times you cook this dish." Zheng Jiawen concealed.

"It's the first time." Yang Huifen proudly said, "The female owner of the Guihe stage had it once not long ago, and I came here to show you my tricks."

"This is the first time I've done it like this, it's amazing." Zheng Jiawen nodded, at least much better than her.

"Thank you for the compliment." Yang Huifen was very happy, "By the way, when will Miss Lin come back?"

"She didn't write to me. If she stays until the first seven days, it will take a few days. If she doesn't stay until the first seven days, she will be back in two days."

Yang Huifen blurted out and asked: "Then you have decided to be with Miss Lin?"

This is a strange question.

"I was with Shurou in the first place." Zheng Jiawen replied.

"Then what about the one in your hometown who is already married?"

Zheng Jiawen sighed when he heard the words, and took a look at the month card on the side.

"I have already written a letter back to ask for divorce. Judging from the date, if the letter from my hometown is sent in time, there should be a reply in Shanghai today. I will go to Shangming Garment to have a look. If the elders in the family disagree, I will unilaterally divorce. In fact, I want to take Shurou back. My mother is soft-hearted. I beg my mother to be able to let go. Besides, Shurou is so good, taking it back will definitely make Hou Shuyi feel ashamed. Compare with the elders, maybe the matter between me and Shurou It's done."

"Then go for it." Seeing that Zheng Jiawen had made up her mind, Yang Huifen felt happy for Nian Nian, after all, Miss Lin liked Nian Nian very much, and she was also on Lin Shurou's side.

After the meal, Zheng Jiawen went out to Shangming's garment making,

Hou Shuyi, who had been sitting in Shangming Garment for a whole day, thought that she would not be able to wait for today, so she stood up and picked up her bag to leave when she heard a familiar voice outside the door.

"Is anyone there?" Zheng Jianwen asked standing at the door.

When Hou Shuyi heard the voice, she held her breath and slightly pulled away the hanging cheongsam, and Tao Yinzhi appeared under her nose.

"Here we come." Boss Fu stood up and shouted, pointed at Hou Shuyi and walked out.

Zheng Jiawen heard the voice coming from inside, and took a look. It didn't matter. Under the hanging cheongsam, two fair legs were exposed. The dark green cheongsam was accompanied by black leather shoes. If she remembered correctly, Mrs. Zheng was wearing it in the morning. This cheongsam.

"Hello." Boss Fu walked towards Zheng Jiawen.

Zheng Jiawen was a little confused, she wasn't quite sure that the woman behind that was Mrs. Zheng.

"Hello, boss, I want to order a long gown, the style of which should be similar to the one I wear." Zheng Jiawen changed his words temporarily.

Hou Shuyi tightly held the handbag in her left hand. Is it really as simple as making clothes?

"Okay, let me measure the size for you." Boss Fu said and went to find a ruler.

"Where did that boss go?" Zheng Jiawen looked around and asked.

"Oh, my son has gone to Guangzhou to buy fabrics." Boss Fu said and took the size to Zheng Jiawen's body.

Hou Shuyi thought for a while, got up and walked to the shelf.

When Zheng Jiawen turned around, she saw an envelope on the table with her name written on it, and she couldn't take her eyes off immediately, whether to take it or not, she was very anxious to read the letter from home, and was afraid that it was really Mrs. Zheng, All of a sudden his brows were wrinkled.

Seeing this, Hou Shuyi felt more and more that there was something wrong with Tao Yinzhi, so she walked quietly behind Zheng Jiawen.

"Turn around and measure your bust." Boss Fu said.

Zheng Jiawen turned around obediently when he heard the sound, and before he finished turning around, he suddenly saw a face, screamed in shock, leaned back and hit the corner of the table behind with his buttocks, tears were about to come out in pain.

"Mr. Tao, are you okay?" Hou Shuyi went to help Tao Yinzhi with a smile in her eyes.

Zheng Jiawen's heart was beating fast, and just now, she was almost out of fright, she was sweating lightly behind her, goosebumps all over her watch, and her face was bloodless with fright.

Zheng Jiawen was panting, looked at Hou Shuyi with his eyes, covered his heart with his hands, opened his mouth trembling twice and was speechless for a long time.

When Hou Shuyi saw Tao Yinzhi like this, a flash of guilt flashed in her heart, the other party was really terrified.

"I'm sorry, I frightened you by standing behind Mr. Tao rashly, and I will apologize to you."

Zheng Jiawen raised his hand and pinched his temple, and said after a while: "Why is Mrs. Zheng here?"

"Oh, my company is about to open. I'm here to talk to Boss Fu about cooperation. I didn't expect to meet Mr. Tao here." Hou Shuyi said, looking at the letter on the table, and asked, "Mr. Tao is here?" Are you here to make clothes or get some letterhead?"

Zheng Jiawen only felt a bang in his head.

"Of course they make clothes. I'll explain my purpose as soon as I come in." Zheng Jiawen insisted on calmness.

"Then why have you been staring at this letter?" Hou Shuyi held the letter in her hand under Tao Yinzhi's gaze, "Oh, it's a letter from Zheng Jiawen. It's strange. Zheng's family is in Wuxi. How could her friend Will it be sent to Shanghai? Shall I help her send it back to Wuxi?"

Zheng Jiawen gritted his teeth. The address of the letter is Wuxi, or her home. Is this woman talking nonsense with her eyes open?

"Oh, it's Zheng Jiawen's letter, who sent it? Let me see the address!" Zheng Jiawen was still afraid that this woman would send it back to her home in Wuxi.

"Oh, it's from Guangzhou." Hou Shuyi said as she put the letter into her bag, "I'll do a good deed and send it back to Wuxi."

Zheng Jiawen was dumbfounded, she underestimated this woman, she could turn black into white without reddening her face.

"Do you want me to send it to you? By the way, send the money I owe her back together?" Zheng Jiawen discussed.

"Oh, no, I have something to send to Shuyi, I'll send it back by the way." Hou Shuyi stared at Tao Yinzhi's expression.

Under the sleeves, Zheng Jiawen's fingers were tightly clenched, this woman is still haunted, haunted.