I Just Want To Be a Shrew After Wearing a Book

Han Wen is no longer surprised by this question, "Let it be, if you have it, you will."

Wang Dani: "Well, but you'd better get there early."

Han Wen said perfunctorily: "Well, I'm already asking for it."

As they spoke, they saw a postman riding a bicycle, riding crookedly towards them, "Hey! Is that Wang Hao's house?"

Han Wen looked at the postman a little confused, "My family is."

"Hey! This is Wang Hao's registered letter." The postman said and handed over a letter.

Han Wen reached out to take it and glanced at the words on the envelope, even more confused.

Wang Dani came up to look at it and asked curiously, "Who sent it?"

Han Wen took the letter and looked at it from the back, "It didn't say who sent it."

"For your Wang Hao?"

Han Wen: "Yeah." Then she put it in her pocket.

Wang Dani asked curiously, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

Han Wen: "It's not for me, what's so nice."

"Have you finished sweeping? Go to my house to play after sweeping."

Wang Dani shook her hands, "It's done. I still have work to do in my house, so I won't go."

Han Wen: "Then I'll go back."

Wang Dani: "Go back!"

Han Wen took the broom back home, first put the broom at the door, then began to take off her gloves, and greeted Huzi as she walked, "Huzi, come here!"

Huzi ran over with the snowball, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Han Wen took out the envelope from her pocket and pointed it to Hu Zi, "Do you know this address?"

Just now, Han Wen lied to Wang Dani. Not only the sender's address, but also the word "expedited" was written on the envelope.

Hu Zi stretched his head and leaned over to take a look, then retracted his head and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry about it."

Han Wen: "Don't worry? Who sent this." He must know who Hu Zi was doing just now.

Hu Zi replied calmly, "It's from my uncle."

"Uncle? Do you still have uncle?"

Huzi: "I have not only uncles, uncles, aunts, but also grandparents."

Han Wen was surprised: "How many people are there in your father's family?"

Huzi: "Of course." They are not good people.

No wonder Han Wen was surprised, she always thought that Wang Hao's parents were dead, and there was no other relatives in this world except for the two sons, because Wang Hao's family did not appear in the original owner's memory, not even when they got married. never mentioned.

Han Wen found out about this question after she came, but she was afraid that the original owner's memory would be wrong, and she never dared to ask more questions, for fear of revealing the truth.

Han Wen: "What did they write this letter for?"

Huzi: "You'll know if you look at it."

Han Wen: "Not so good?"

"You see, my dad doesn't care to watch it anyway." Hu Zi replied while pinching the snowball.

"Okay, then I'll take a look." Han Wen said while tearing open the envelope.

Han Wen took a look at the letter and lost interest, because the whole article was crying and asking for money, and there was not a single word of concern for Wang Hao.

Han Wen indifferently folded the letter and put it back into the envelope.

Hu Zi saw it and asked, "Mom, what was written in the letter?"

Han Wen: "Ask you to go back for the New Year?"

Hu Zi replied firmly: "Don't go back."

After reading the letter, Han Wen agreed with Hu Zi, "Have hot pot at noon, come and help when you've had enough."

Huzi and Xiaolong immediately patted the snow off their hands when they heard that they wanted to eat hot pot, and said happily, "Come on now."

Han Wen used the big bone broth left over from yesterday to make a clear soup base, because she had two children and didn't make a hot pot.

After finding all the vegetables in the house, he managed to gather six dishes. Seeing that they were all vegetarian, Hu Zi's face collapsed, "It's all vegetarian, how do you eat it!"

Han Wen: "Your dad didn't say he came back with meat."

Huzi: "Just one meat dish is not enough!"

Han Wen: "Then what else do you want to eat?"

Huzi: "I still want to eat shrimp."

"Then are you going to buy it?"

"I'm so young, you let me go to the supply and marketing agency by myself?"

Han Wen: "You're not too young, you can exercise."

Huzi: "Okay then! Can I let Xiaolong come with me?"

Han Wen thought for a while that it was still snowing, so she said, "Forget it, let me go! You two stay at home and watch the house."

Han Wen explained to Huzi well, so she packed up and rushed to the supply and marketing agency. This is the peak period for giving New Year gifts, and there are many people in the supply and marketing agency.

Han Wen finally squeezed into the vegetable market, bought two catties of shrimp and squeezed it back. Except for the cheap seafood, everything else was too expensive, and Han Wen didn't even dare to look at it.

On the way home, I heard someone calling me, "Mr. Han! Teacher Han!"

Han Wen turned her head to look, and saw Wang Hao carrying something behind her.

"You are this?"

"It's snowing today and I can't get out of the car, so I just wanted to accompany you back to your parents' house."

Han Wen: "Can the boat sail when it snows?"

Wang Hao: "Yes."

"Why are you here?"

Han Wen raised the shrimp in her hand, "Having hot pot at noon, your son insists on eating shrimp, I'll come and buy him some."

Wang Hao's face sank, "I'm used to him."

Seeing him like this, Han Wen couldn't help teasing: "Then you go home and beat him up?"

Seeing Han Wen like this, Wang Hao suddenly smiled, leaned over and pinched her waist and asked, "Are you still sour?"

Han Wen was taken aback by Wang Hao's action, and looked around and saw that no one was going to pat Wang Hao's hand, "What are you doing? You are not afraid of others looking at you."

Wang Hao squeezed Han Wen's waist, "I just knead it for you."

Han Wen rolled his eyes at him, pulled his hand down and warned, "Be honest." She didn't know what was going on, but she was not as thick-skinned as this old man in this new century.

Wang Hao saw that the trouble was going on, and Han Wen was really going to get annoyed, so he withdrew his hand, "Have you got all the dishes?"

Han Wen: "It's all set, go back and pick this shrimp line and eat it."

Wang Hao pouted, "What's wrong with this shrimp line, it's not the same when you put it in your mouth."

Han Wen: "Then I will pick out all the shrimp and keep it for you to eat in hot pot?"

Wang Hao was startled, "Are you targeting me?"

Han Wen shrugged innocently, "I didn't." Because she turned her head to look at Wang Hao when she was talking, so she didn't have the old way, and Han Wen almost tripped over a stone.

Wang Hao quickly grabbed her, "Be careful."

Because of this accident, Wang Hao kept Han Wen on his right all the time on the way back, for fear that she would fall without looking at the road.

When he got home, Wang Hao put down his things, washed his hands and went to pick out the shrimp line.

Huzi sat beside the stove and was on fire, watching Wang Hao who was picking shrimp line outside in the cold weather, and praised: "Mom, Dad is too diligent."

Han Wen brought all the side dishes and put them on the table, "There's a little greedy cat at home to eat, what should I do if I don't work hard!"

Hu Zi blushed after hearing this, and jumped off the stool, "I'll go help."

After Wang Hao picked out the shrimp line and washed the shrimp, Han Wen said to Hu Zi, "Hu Zi go to the drawer and bring the letter to your father!"