Chapter 302: Refusal

Zhou Yanqing's tone was neither yin nor yang, and even deaf people could hear that there was water in those words.

In fact, anyone with eyes can see where Zhou Yanqing and Xia Furong seem to be underfed and unnutritious, obviously the mother and daughter look very nutritious.

Zhou also knew that this daughter had a lot of water to speak, but her daughter said pitifully, and she was upset, she also wanted her daughter to enter the workshop, and when the time came, she could earn money, and it was a good thing not to bother her.

What's more, it is exactly what Zhou Yanqing thinks in his heart. This is invited by outsiders, why is it his daughter and son-in-law who can't do it.

She knew the old man's stubbornness, and felt that her daughter's idea was feasible, "Okay, don't cry one of them, and look like a late mother." I'll talk to Xiaoya in a while, as for whether it's okay or not, it's none of my business. ”

Xia Furong's eyes flashed with a satisfied smile on her little face with tears. Where can the house in the Xia family be compared with the Zhou family, she has long wanted to live in her grandmother's house, but there is no reason.

In the past two years, she doesn't know how envious she is, this time as long as her father and mother come here to do things, she can live in the Zhou family. My heart is as delicious as eating sugar.

"Mother, don't worry. Where would my daughter blame you? Mother, you are so good. ”

"Alright, alright."

Zhou Ziya writes carefully in her room, although she knows all this ancient character, she can write. But the prerequisite is that it is not written with a brush. If you write with a brush, it is really as soft as if you have no strength. So in the past two years, several older brothers went to school. In addition to pretending to follow the literacy, that is to practice calligraphy. After all, the handwriting is too poor, but there is really no face to see the words.

She is an adult soul herself, and with these two years of practice, the words are written in a good way, although they are not necessarily very good-looking, and there is no style or anything like that. But at least you can see people, and they won't be too ugly or something.

"Grandma, Auntie, Sister Fleur."

Zhou Ziya had long known that this aunt was back, but now that she came to her room, she felt a little bad in her heart.

As soon as Xia Furong came in, she saw Zhou Ziya's boudoir, which was indeed a boudoir. Zhou Ziya's room is a carved bed, a dresser, and some furniture she designed. The flower pots she placed herself. Specially designed and well-designed. It has a small and fresh feeling of the countryside. Such a boudoir is very rare in the countryside. Definitely a sight to behold.

After all, in the countryside, it is usually a few girls who sleep in one room, let alone other things. For example, Xia Furong is also a relatively good family. She also just has her own room. But the furniture in the room can definitely not be compared with Zhou Ziya's. And the room can't be compared, her room is half less than Zhou Ziya's room. She lives in a mud house, and Zhou Ziya is a brick house.

So it's not the first time I've seen it, and every time I see it, my jealousy is a little deeper.

Zhou Yanqing couldn't wait for a long time, didn't he just enter the house, his butt was not hot yet, and he said his request politely. And the tone was really not polite at all, but with a commanding tone. It gives the impression that it's not that she's begging someone, it's that you're begging her.

Zhou Ziya was very disdainful in her heart, and even scolded a few words in her heart, but the expression on her face was with a little girl's smile, but her mouth was not polite at all.

"Auntie, this Xiaoya can't help you. Grandpa disagreed, there must be a reason for grandpa. Grandpa as the head of the family. Xiaoya is just a little girl, where can she manage all this. Auntie, don't be embarrassed Xiaoya. ”

She is not a fool, how could she persuade the old man to let this aunt's family enter the workshop. Among the factors that prevent them from entering the workshop, there is also the result of their own intervention.