Siheyuan: After being robbed of her marriage, she married Zheng Juan backhandedly

The next morning.

Zheng Juan cooked the meal early.

Cheng Zhiguo washed his face and sat down at the dining table, glanced at Zheng Juan, thoughtful.

During the meal, the second uncle Liu Haizhong informed him that there will be a meeting of the whole hospital in the evening.

Cheng Zhiguo didn't think much, and nodded to show that he understood.

After breakfast, he and Zheng Juan cleaned up the dishes together, and then said to her, "I have a few words with you."

"Okay." Zheng Juan shook the water droplets on her hand and looked at him.

Cheng Zhiguo smiled and said, "Let's go out and chat."

"Oh!" Zheng Juan took off her apron, greeted Zheng's mother, and walked out with Cheng Zhiguo.

"Zhiguo is back."

"came back."

"Whose girl is this, she looks really handsome!"

"My family."

"Haha, is this your sister?"

Cheng Zhiguo responded with a smile when he met a neighbor on the street, and led Zheng Juan into a remote road. When he turned around, he saw her nervously rubbing the hem of her clothes.

"You don't have to feel indebted to me." Cheng Zhiguo said.

"what?"

Zheng Juan looked at him suspiciously.

"Since you are willing to come to Sijiu City, it means that you don't dislike me. If this is the case, it won't be long before we officially get married."

Cheng Zhiguo said, "Since we are husband and wife, we have to support each other. I should take care of our mother and treat Guangming, so don't feel that you owe me."

Zheng's family is very poor, and they used to rely on Zheng Juan's handicrafts and Zheng's mother selling candied haws to maintain their daily life.

There is almost no deposit, and it is not uncommon for the last meal to be missed.

But now it is different, there is no need to worry about making a living anymore, Mother Zheng no longer has to support her old body to work, and there is hope for her bright eyesight.

This kind of life was something Zheng Juan didn't dare to think about before.

She was very grateful to Cheng Zhiguo in her heart. On the one hand, she wanted to repay him, but on the other hand, she was also afraid that some things would make Cheng Zhiguo dissatisfied.

So her attitude is always cautious, and she rushes to do all the housework.

"I don't have male chauvinism, and I'm not very expensive, so in the future, the housework should be entrusted to me."

Cheng Zhiguo took her hand.

Zheng Juan's hands trembled, and her face was soon covered with a blush. She subconsciously broke free, but she didn't break free, and then quickly looked around. Seeing that there was no one around, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a pity to get tired of such beautiful hands."

In the original book, Zheng Juan had bruises all over her hands due to exhaustion, and she never recovered for the rest of her life.

Cheng Zhiguo didn't intend to let Zheng Juan repeat the fate of his previous life. He married his wife for pampering, not for work.

"I see."

Zheng Juan quickly withdrew her hand, "But you have work to do, and I have nothing to do at home. I can't be tired from these tasks."

"That's another matter..."

Cheng Zhiguo wanted to persuade him again, but he gave up after thinking about it.

This kind of thing is not effective persuasion, it takes a certain amount of time to settle.

"Anyway, this will be your home from now on."

Zheng Juan looked up at Cheng Zhiguo, pursed her lips and hummed lightly.

After the chat, Zheng Juan was sent home, while Cheng Zhiguo reported back to the factory.

Nearly half a month away from work, even if Cheng Zhiguo had a suitable reason, he would inevitably be criticized by the leader. He responded with a smile, and then returned to his post and officially resumed work.

After getting off work in the evening, he wandered around the vegetable market on purpose. When he came out, he was full of vegetables and an old hen.

Of course I didn't buy it, it was taken from the system.

Entering the courtyard, the first mother and the others were chatting, and seeing Cheng Zhiguo's hands full of mentions, she envied and enviously said: "Zhiguo, I heard that relatives are here? They are really lucky."

This is not a lie, but a few people really think so. The only prodigal in the courtyard house like Cheng Zhiguo is Sha Zhu.

But Sha Zhu was helping Qin Huairu, a living widow, for which he even ignored his own sister.

However, Cheng Zhiguo rewarded himself, making a lot of fish and meat, which made people greedy.

Although I don't like this kind of person who can't live a life, if I am his relative and I have nothing to do, everyone is absolutely happy.

After all, these days, if they can eat a meal of meat, it's almost like Chinese New Year.

"Bah! I'm not afraid of choking to death!"

In the main room, after half a month, Mrs. Jia Zhang saw such a scene again, still trembling with anger, "I'm almost exhausted, and I don't know how to help us, it's an inhumane thing."

Qin Huairu looked at the steamed buns and wild vegetables in his hand, with a bitter expression on his face.

Although the mother-in-law is aggressive, this sentence is correct.

Compared with Cheng Zhiguo's life, the other people in the courtyard are similar to beggars, and their family is even worse than beggars.

Anyway, people in the same yard, if you don't look up and see you down, even if there is some grievance, it shouldn't be so unfeeling.

It would be great if she could be like Sha Zhu...

Qin Huairu couldn't help thinking.

Compared with Shazhu, she actually prefers that Cheng Zhiguo is the one who has been entangled with her.

Not only now, but after she got married, she regretted it more than once.

Cheng Zhiguo is handsome, has an indescribably calm temperament, and has outstanding personal abilities. It's hard not to like such a person.

The same is true for Qin Huairu, who has imagined many times what it would be like if he married Cheng Zhiguo.

But just think about it.

When the two had a blind date, Cheng Zhiguo had not yet worked in a rolling mill, had no source of income, and had a seriously ill father at home. The conditions of the Jia family were incomparable.

What's the use of being good-looking, and it can't be eaten.

Who would have thought that now that Feng Shui is changing, Jia Dongxu is paralyzed, and a mother-in-law and three children are all managed by her alone. She is busy every day without touching the ground, but she still cannot eat a good meal.

Coupled with the fact that the mother-in-law has a hot temper, and the husband has become extremely bad-tempered due to illness, he would get angry at her if something goes wrong, and life is simply not human.

She secretly wiped tears in the middle of the night.

And in this comparison, she regretted being deceived by lard even more.

"No! He must be kicked out today and let him sleep on the street!"

Jia Zhang gritted his teeth and said, his eyeballs rolled.

backyard.

Seeing that Cheng Zhiguo brought back a lot of things in large and small bags, Zheng's mother and daughter were dumbfounded.

"Why, too little?" Cheng Zhiguo said with a smile.

"No." Zheng Juan said quickly, taking the dishes from Cheng Zhiguo's hands and putting them into the kitchen.

"I'll show off my cooking skills tonight." Cheng Zhiguo lifted the chicken in his hand, "I'll make chicken stewed with mushrooms for everyone."

Mother Zheng looked at the chicken, hesitated to speak.

Cheng Zhiguo saw her expression and smiled without explaining anything.

There are a lot of poultry raised in the system, and he will bring them back every now and then, and he can't explain it clearly, so let's wait until Mother Zheng can't help but ask.

After the chicken was killed, shaved and washed, Cheng Zhiguo cooked it himself.

Zheng Juan wanted to help, but was pushed out of the kitchen by Cheng Zhiguo to do some light work of sewing quilts.

Hearing the ding ding bang bang in the kitchen, Zheng's mother and daughter looked at each other in blank dismay.

"It's really good to govern the country..." Mother Zheng said with a smile.

It is a blessing for any woman to have such a husband.

Zheng Juan didn't say anything, but there was a sweet smile on her face.

Only then did she understand that Cheng Zhiguo's words in the morning were not just words.