Chapter 1317

Zhao Xiangyun came back from shopping. Han Yueming and Zhou Ziqiang have cleaned up the yard.

Those miscellaneous grass roots and rotten wood were piled in the middle of the yard. They were all burned by a fire at night.

"We want to transform this yard," Zhou Ziqiang said.

While still cleaning up, Han Yueming and Zhou Ziqiang were discussing this matter.

Zhao Xiangyun: "it's up to you to transform it and how long you live."

The house is also empty. It's better to let people live and add more popularity.

"I remember, your husband is a designer? Let him help us design, we pay." Zhou Ziqiang said.

"He doesn't have time now. He's very busy. Well, I'll help you design and I'll help you find people, but those people, not me, can't charge less."

Zhao Xiangyun also has to rely on Jiang Weimin's contacts. In that case, she can't take advantage of her salary.

Otherwise, who will help Jiang Weimin next time?

"Of course not! But is your design the same as we think?"

Zhao Xiangyun: "then we can discuss it together!"

In Zhao Xiangyun's mind, there are some frames. Anyway, she doesn't have to design the pictures clearly like Jiang Weimin. She just needs to give a general idea and let others follow suit!

"OK, but in this way, it will delay time again." Zhou Ziqiang said.

"A good rest environment has a great impact on a person. Don't worry, sharpening your knife won't miss the firewood cutter!"

Zhao Xiangyun's words let Zhou Ziqiang relax.

Each of the three wore masks.

Buckets, rags, brooms and gloves, each received a set of tools and did what they said.

The amount of work is huge. Almost every place is dirty.

Three people, one morning, collected two rooms and threw out a pile of junk.

Towards noon, everyone was hungry.

Zhao Xiangyun: "drive back or eat nearby?"

"Go back, aunt said, let's go back to eat." Han Yueming said.

"Well, you can take a suit of clothes, take a hot bath when you go back, and continue in the afternoon."

The three of them went back dirty. At first glance, Chen may was frightened.

"Are you going to dig coal? Are you so dirty one by one?"

"Mom, there's nothing wrong. Let's clean up the yard. It's dirty inside and outside." Zhao Xiangyun said.

"Then why don't you ask me to help? I can do my work quickly." Chen may volunteered.

"Mom, it's hard for you to take care of your children. We can do all we can."

Chen may is as tired as she doesn't know. As long as it's the work Zhao Xiangyun wants to do, she can't wait to come up and do it for her.

After all these years, it's still the same.

"It's not hard, it's not hard at all. There's your father. After he comes, I don't worry much about taking care of the children! When the meal is ready, you go to eat quickly."

How to say that Chen may is considerate.

The breakfast prepared in the morning is rich, and the meals prepared at noon are even richer. They are all Chinese practices. They are spicy and delicious. Just the aroma makes people saliva.

"It tastes so delicious," Zhou Zi said in a strong voice.

"Try it, will it taste good?"

Chen may said hello.

Three people lined up to wash their hands.

Out, Chen may and Zhao Zhiyuan have prepared food for the two children at home, Beibei and Xiaobao.

Xiaobao can eat by himself.

Beibei is younger, but she also eats by herself. She has to be assisted from time to time. Otherwise, she puts it in her nostrils, which is funny and helpless.

Zhao Xiangyun took his seat, picked up chopsticks and ate.

Boiled fish is spicy and spicy. After a few mouthfuls, sweat keeps coming out, but the more you eat, the more powerful it is.

Fried meat with chili is also fragrant and spicy.

Sweet and sour spareribs are just right sour and sweet.

Not a single dish. It's all a meal artifact.

Zhao Xiangyun didn't speak all the way and just buried himself in eating.

"What's the matter with you, girl? It wasn't like this before." Chen may wondered. Her daughter doesn't eat much.

I saw the wind and clouds today and stuffed them into my mouth.

Zhao Zhiyuan explained to his daughter, "it must be too tired in the morning. Eat something delicious and have strength in the afternoon!"

Zhao Xiangyun raised his head and looked at Chen may. "Mom, I'm not afraid of being fat at night."

"Are you still losing weight?" Zhou Ziqiang heard the clue.

"Yes, if you eat too much and don't exercise enough, it's easy to get fat."

She is a fat person. She knows how much trouble she has after she is fat.

She can't put on her pile of clothes.

Most importantly, health is also prone to problems.

"You're not fat," Han Yueming said.

"I'm not fat now, which doesn't mean I'm not fat before or in the future." Zhao Xiangyun said.

Han Yueming: "

Zhao Xiangyun quickly finished eating, put down the dishes and chopsticks, went to his cousin and nephew and kissed each other.

"I'm going to rest for an hour. You'll ask my parents later and ask them to arrange a room for you."

Zhao Xiangyun was very tired. After taking a bath, he went back to his room and fell asleep.

I got up in half an hour.

He changed into a shirt and overalls convenient for work. When he went out, he saw Chen may and Zhao Zhiyuan, who were also dressed neatly.

"Mom and Dad, what are you doing?"

"Work for you. Take Xiaobao and Beibei with you later. We two old guys can change jobs and relax!" Zhao Zhiyuan said with ease.

Zhao Xiangyun: "Dad, don't joke. You're very tired!"

"That's not necessarily true. Your mother and I just like these cleaning jobs. Leave it alone and drive us quickly." Zhao Zhiyuan said.

Zhao Xiangyun really can't wring her arms and legs. She can only do what Zhao Zhiyuan and Chen may say.

Three people work in the morning and four in the afternoon.

Or old hands like Chen may and Zhao Zhiyuan.

Zhao Zhiyuan didn't think Zhou Ziqiang and Han Yueming were working people. Outside the yard, the arrangement was not good. He delimited a place by himself and said it was growing vegetables.

Zhao Xiangyun couldn't pull it.

"Dad, I've been living in the house for many years. Don't plant vegetables on the ground. We don't have enough for you?" Zhao Xiangyun said.

"I'm not planting for myself, I'm planting for them. Can't I always go out to buy vegetables? It's good to grow vegetables myself!"

"No, they can't take care of it. You don't have to take a bus every day?"

As soon as Zhao Xiangyun thought of this picture, he began to have a headache.

"No, every day, I'll do something for our vegetable field! Oh, leave it alone. It's good to keep it at that time, and don't plant anything else. Just plant some cucumbers and persimmons. In short, if there's any problem, just pull it out!"

Zhao Zhiyuan said that no one dared to refuse to grow vegetables.

No way, let him fix it!