Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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Chapter 322 is Happy

For the past ten days, Gu Chunzhu has been pondering at home wanting to accept the Zheng family as a long-term worker, wondering what business is good, and finally thought of opening a small shop in the school.

Just like the only small shop in a previous school, the shopkeepers all spent a lot of money renting a storefront in the school. The location of the small shop in the school is dominant. It is not convenient for many students to return to the village to eat at noon. Even if she buys some noodles, the business is certainly not bad.

Besides, besides popcorn, salt crisp chicken can be sold, which requires a lot of manpower.

"Wang Ge Wang Wang, do you think I'm going to open a store in the school?" Gu Chunzhu thought carefully and went to the courtyard to hold Su Wangqin together to discuss.

Su Wangqin is still repairing the carriage, which has begun to overlap, and the middle horizontal axis has been replaced with a new one.

Hearing Gu Chunzhu's plans, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly: "You may not be asked to open a shop in the school, and Mr. Zhong Qi is not the kind of person who only has silver money."

"Wang brother, I can't just do that." Gu Chunzhu sat on the side stool holding his cheeks anxiously. What Su Wangqin said was quite the same. If Zhong Qi only recognized money, there would not be so many people in these ten miles and eight townships who sent his children to study with him. What he valued was his character.

"It's not that there is no way out." Su Wangqin's black eyes had already thought of his idea.

He whispered to Gu Chunzhu's ear for a while, and Gu Chunzhu's mouth couldn't stop rising, patting him lightly on the shoulder, "This is a good way, hope you, my brain, the seeds are quite brilliant."

Saying Sakura's lips approached, he kissed him on the cheek.

This movement was seen by An An, who counted the ants on the side. The little **** crouching on the ground pouted, and ran out clamoring, "How can a mother only kiss her father, and An An wants to kiss."

Gu Chunzhu watched the sticky little guy make a loud "boom" on her tender little cheek.

"Then I'll go to Mr. Zhong." Gu Chunzhu was anxious and hated to give this matter in minutes. She said that she stood up, and suddenly a black footstep staggered in front of her.

"What's the matter?" Su Wangqin's eyes quickly lifted her to her arms and looked at her nervously.

"It's probably low...it's okay. I might just get a little dizzy while sitting up." Gu Chunzhu swallowed back the three words "low blood pressure" that Su Wangqin didn't understand, and exchanged ideas with him.

However, he still held Gu Chunzhu's hand tightly and did not spread it. A pair of black eyes reflected Gu Chunzhu's thin appearance. He said firmly: "I'll go and ask the doctor to show you."

"It's okay. I've eaten and drank well recently, so I don't have to sell it. What would happen?" Gu Chunzhu murmured in dissatisfaction, trying to break Su Wangqin's hand, but he put it on his body like Rooted in general, but Jin'er's breaking can't be broken.

Gu Chunzhu's Xing eyes stared helplessly, Su Wangqin had to let go of his hand.

But he still said with a disgruntled face: "You forgot the first two times you were sick?" But there were two times, one was exhausted and fainted, and the other was when An An was abducted.

"Don't be sick, An'an is afraid." The little guy on the side also said Gu Chunzhu's clothes corner softly.

"Cheng Chengcheng, I went to see the doctor, but don't ask the doctor to come back, it would cost someone more than ten essays for a trip." Gu Chunzhu murmured.

The father and daughter accompanied Gu Chunzhu to the hospital, and the old doctor with a small goatee whisked his beard several times, frowning deeply into the shape of "chuan".

"Doctor, what happened to my wife?" Su Wangqin's voice was slightly nervous.

"Rong Laofu will do it again." The old doctor carefully touched Gu Chunzhu's pulse again, and continued to pluck his beard.

Gu Chunzhu swallowed nervously, what's wrong with the pulse for so long, wouldn't it be cancer? What kind of incurable disease should I say here?

An An sat on Gu Chunzhu’s knee, snuggling in Gu Chunzhu’s arms, staring at the old man’s beard with a pair of big eyes without blinking. She couldn’t help but pouted her small mouth and asked, “Grandpa, Grandpa, what’s my mother? Alright?"

"The time is still short, and 80% are happy. The old man did not dare to make a decision. He has to come back in ten days to get his last pulse back!" The old doctor shrank his hand back and said that Gu Chunzhu's jaw was about to fall.

Su Wangqin passed An'an after taking the pulse without prescribing the medicine. Su Wangqin took Gu Anzhu's hand carefully, as if afraid of crushing her with a lot of effort.

"Brother Wang, do you say I am dreaming?" Gu Chunzhu squeezed his cheek, causing her mouth to be crooked, not because dreaming is true.

But she was planning to have a baby, how could she have it, so fast... She had suffered enough for her pregnancy in her previous life.

"Xu is me in a dream, all this seems not to be true." Su Wangqin's pair of black eyes and tenderness are all coming out of the water, and Gu Chunzhu was looked away by his embarrassment.

An An hugged Su Wangqin like a koala, and kept talking in his mouth, "Little sister, little sister!"

Gu Chunzhu looked at how happy they were, and gently laid his hands on his flat belly, whispering, "The doctor only said 80% of the opportunities, and 20% might not be pregnant!"

"There must be." Su Wangqin clenched her hands again, eyes full of heat.

When I got home, I didn't tell Gu Chunzhu to go out anyway. It wouldn't work if I fainted on the road. Even Gu Chunzhu pondered that Xiaocheng was going to school and wanted to make a lunch, he rushed.

Looking at Su Wangqin, who had taken away the kitchen knife, Gu Chunzhu pinched the soft meat around his waist, "Wonder brother, I'm not as expensive as this. You don't ask me to do it, nor do you ask me to do it. Suffocate me?"

"Doo duo!" Su Wangqin wasn't annoyed when he was pinched. The kitchen knife chopped Chinese cabbage on the chopping board, and a smirk continued to hang on a sturdy face.

Angrily Gu Chunzhu went back to the house and lay down, waiting for lunch.

After lunch Su Wangqin cooked brown rice and stir-fried cabbage, the cabbage was too light. There is also a stewed big chicken thigh, except for the outer layer of skin, the meat is boiled. There is also a bowl of custard, the custard is not smooth at all, the crumpled is unsightly.

"Daddy's cooking is not good." An An shook his head very unwillingly.

Xiao Cheng's brows were also wrinkled. He also knew that Gu Chunzhu had a baby in his stomach. He ate a meal and looked at her stomach from time to time, with incredible novelty.

"Can't be picky eater, come and eat this meal, supper will do it." Gu Chunzhu's chopsticks pretend to be lightly tapped on An'an's small mouth, and the little guy obediently eats.

Gu Chunzhu glanced at Su Wangqin, and said: Don't ask me to cook, don't let the two little hungry and thin at home.