[comprehensive] my family

The director of the hospital is a real person, and his temperament is not smooth enough. He suffered a lot when he was young.

Although the conditions are better now and the nutrition can keep up, she still looks a little older than her actual age. It may be because she has suffered a lot, so she is very indulgent to her only daughter.

It was all what he yearned for and what he hoped for when he was a child, and he hoped that his daughter could get it too.

When I was young, I envied others this and that, so I must never let my daughter be like this. She should be the one who is envied, not the one who envies others.

In the novel, the protagonist's child is the best no matter what, even if he was born in the countryside and taught everything by the protagonist, it will be much better than the prince who is taught by the famous Confucianist.

Unfortunately, reality will never be fiction.

Although the daughter taught by the principal in this way is not an overbearing person, she has nothing to do with being considerate, but fortunately, she is not a prodigal.

It can only be said that he is an ordinary person, with a considerate side and a vanity side. Although the dean thinks that her daughter is good in every aspect, she does not feel distressed when she sees her buying such an expensive dress that he has never bought before. But seeing that she was about to throw it away after wearing it once, I still felt a pity in my heart.

Although the clothes can be given to relatives of her own family, and they can be obtained, but Jiao daughter just disagrees. She would rather throw away the clothes than others to wear the things she once wore.

The dean said nothing to let her throw it away, and finally remembered that Zhang Xiaoya seemed to be very good at female celebrities, so she went to An Jiahe and asked him to help her change her clothes.

If you change it well, you can continue to wear it. If you change it badly, then the suit will be useless, and you won’t be able to wear it anyway, so you won’t feel bad about it.

After An Jiahe heard this, he regretted the show off more and more. He originally wanted to show off how happy he was having a good wife, but who knew that everyone came to ask his wife for help.

What's all this? What's more, now that the higher-ups intend to promote him, he will soon become the vice president. In addition to honing his medical skills, he should pay more attention to his personal connections, and he can't refuse at all. .

The An family didn't have any rules of not talking when eating and sleeping, and they were used to talking when eating, but at some point, their wife's eating posture seemed to become more and more beautiful, and the dinner table began to be quiet. I have developed a habit myself.

In the end, I cleared the dining table, sat in front of the TV and watched TV while eating fruit, and then I started talking.

When the two of them chatted, whoever had something to do usually started talking first. An Jiahe coughed first and said what the dean asked him to do.

"The dean wants you to change a piece of clothing for his daughter. Tomorrow, you can go and have a look at the dress. If you can do it, do it. If you can't, just tell me. The dean won't blame you."

Zhang Xiaoya only ate a few small slices of watermelon and then stopped. After wiping her hands carefully, she started to knit her sweater again. She knits when she has time now, only two sleeves short.

"Then are you busy tomorrow? Let's go to the dean's house and have a look."

"I don't understand your women's affairs, so what do you want me to do with you?" It turned out that An Jiahe wished to cling to Zhang Xiaoya every day, even when he was away from her, he would make several phone calls.

But now the two of them are together almost every day, and Zhang Xiaoya will go over to deliver food at noon, and even if she doesn't deliver food, she has to call him and tell him what he is not allowed to eat for half an hour, and what is the best thing to eat.

Although this is exactly what An Jiahe wants, because a man always calls his wife, as if he hasn't grown up, and immediately ends up being a strict wife, but if the wife takes the initiative to call, it will be different .

No matter how happy I am in my heart, I just need to put on a face and reprimand: Oh, this daughter-in-law really can't leave her for a moment, that's fine, other people will only say that men are attractive.

Now Zhang Xiaoya is very annoying, An Jiahe doesn't feel annoyed at all, and doesn't think it's his wife who is checking his position, but slowly he doesn't take Zhang Xiaoya so seriously.

Occasionally, when she went out to do something by herself, An Jiahe would not have to ask her when she would be back.

Even pulling him to go at this moment, he still doesn't want to go.

"If you don't go with me, how embarrassing it is for me to go alone. You can go with me. Then you can talk to the dean. We women talk about ourselves."

An Jiahe snorted, "Do you need me to teach you what to say?"

"Of course I know how to talk about topics between women. Hmph, maybe I can help you."

What she said immediately made An Jiahe laugh: "Okay, I'd like to see what you can do for me."

The next day was the weekend, An Jiahe made a phone call ahead of time, and then went to the dean's house. While chatting with the dean, he was a little careless, thinking about what Zhang Xiaoya would say.

Because it was only at this time that he realized that his wife had been bored at home, and had never had any contact with her former friends.

In the past, she always had the temperament of staying alone, but now she is asked to flatter someone, and I don't know if she can say it.

Unexpectedly, when it was almost noon, the two women came out laughing and talking, like sisters who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

After eating together at noon, the two left with their clothes in their hands.

As soon as she got home, Zhang Xiaoya spread out the clothes she brought back, and there was a note on one side, which was the size of the dean's daughter.

Zhang Xiaoya touched the fabric and kept drawing something on the side. After two or three days, she still didn't start.

It's rare for her to look like this, because she has a great talent in female reds, and she can almost do anything just by looking at it, and she can get started immediately.

This is almost the same as her stupidity when it comes to electronic equipment. What to do when you turn on the TV, the TV is always black, and finally find out that the plug of the TV is not connected properly.

There was even one time when An Jiahe saw her cleaning, he directly wiped the live socket with a cloth soaked in water to wipe the table, which almost scared him into a cold sweat.

Zhang Xiaoya seldom gets into trouble with female celebrities, but thinking that she might want to make the best suit for the dean's house for her own future, An Jiahe didn't think about it anymore.

She didn't do anything until a week later. One day after he got off work, what greeted him was not the fragrance of food, but the house was dark, and the lights were not even turned on.

There was no one at home either, An Jiahe panicked at first, but soon calmed down, turned on the light, and even had the mood to cook.

It wasn't until there was movement at the door that he let go of his quietly clenched hands. Seeing that there were deep nail prints on his palms, which were oozing blood, he quickly rubbed them vigorously, as if nothing had happened. .

Then he poked his head out from the kitchen, pretending to be impatient and said, "You still know you're coming back? You didn't even cook, and you almost starved to death. What did you do?"

Zhang Xiaoya didn't even take off her shoes, she just put her things on the ground and slumped on the sofa: "I bought some cold dishes, let's eat this today, I'm almost exhausted."

As she spoke, she also hammered her shoulders, but after only two hits, she felt her arms were sore and could no longer lift them up.

"Jiahe, come and give me a hammer."

"You know you're tired, why don't you come back quickly, why are you wandering outside?"

However, although An Jiahe complained fiercely, he moved quickly, and immediately walked over to give Zhang Xiaoya a shoulder squeeze.