Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s

Chapter 259: Recognizing an ugly girl (third update)

 The employees of Baifu Hotel and Nanhua Neighborhood Committee had already known the news, and they secretly wanted to fight for the vacant spots, but there were not many capable people, so they could only say goodbye to the two of them with regret.

Since they were old acquaintances, Jing Xiaosheng registered to work and directly paid the two of them a mid-range price of 3,000 yuan. When they came back, they had two little tails on them, Pan Xiyu and Xiaowu Gongcan.

They had already heard about the life experiences of the An family brothers and sisters from An Zhiqiu and Fang Hongye. When they saw the elders of the Jiang family, they all called out respectfully and sweetly.

Pan Xiyu took An Zhixia's arm and said in a low voice: "Sister, you are great. Once assigned, you will be the top leader of the overseas channel. What do you think? Can Brother Xiaowu and I join you? We can arrange any odd jobs. "Working at a TV station must be fun, more exciting than working in a newspaper, right?" Secretly, she is one of the Eight Fairies in Beijing, and she often needs to personally participate in the completion of tasks, so on the surface she is a newspaper reporter, so she doesn't have to squat in the office all day long. , time is at your own discretion.

"Welcome is welcome, but you have a special status, so I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to take care of both," An Zhixia said with a smile.

Pan Xiyu said with a smile, "I believe my sister will find a way."

 “Are you relying on me?”

"I'm handing the two polished knives of Brother Xiaowu and me to you personally, just to see how you use them. Humph, you got a bargain and acted like a good boy. Sister, do you think I can't tell?" The little girl twisted proudly. He said with his neck. "Besides, we have been committed to cultivating new partners. If everything requires the eight of us to come forward, we will really become Zhuge Liang, the fool who despises longevity."

“So,” she said to Pan Xiyu, biting her ears: “Jingba Xian’er is ready to volunteer for overseas channels?”

"Our boss said that our small organization is not really greedy for money, but a knight with a careless heart who hides in the city. The country needs us, so naturally we have to do our best to help without leaving our name." Pan Xiyu said with admiration. , "We have too much money to spend. We are ready to realize more of our self-worth, aren't we?"

"Okay, okay, I welcome you," An Zhixia nodded repeatedly. "Tomorrow you and Brother Wu will go to the TV station to report. I will agree that you must participate in the entire process before the early broadcast. Only after the division of labor can you have relative freedom."

The two of them nodded in agreement, talked and left in a hurry.

The group of people returned to Zhaoyang District in a slightly crowded car borrowed by the Jiang family. Mrs. Jiang muttered: "In the future, there will be a large number of people in our family. It will be inconvenient to borrow a car when we go out together. I have to bear this in mind." I also have a classic car to drive. With a granddaughter and a grandson-in-law, I will definitely go out for a walk instead of hanging around in front of the house.”

As she spoke, she held the passenger seat and poked Mr. Jiang on the shoulder. "What do you think, old man?"

“Buy two. There are many people in our family, and one is not enough.” Mr. Jiang nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Jiang nodded happily, "Yes, you three will use the borrowed car to practice hard in the past two days. When our car comes, you can drive again. Xia Xia works in Shizhong District. From now on, you can I drove home and slept every day.”

“Grandma, our channel sponsor sponsored me a car,” An Zhixia said with a smile.

"Sponsorship is sponsorship, and our family doesn't lack the money. Can the company's car be driven anytime and anywhere? Isn't this a joke?" Mrs. Jiang glared at her, "My family has to buy a car, and buy a pink one. Right?"

"No," An Zhixia thought of Barbie fans in her mind. She quickly shook her head and resisted: "Grandma, I don't want to be the brightest kid in Kyoto!"

Mrs. Jiang laughed out loud after hearing this, "When you say that, I want to buy it for you even more."

An Zhixia enjoyed a real sense of reunion at the Jiang family. During dinner, the two elders of the Jiang family, the three uncles of the Jiang family, and the three of them filled the whole table.

An Zhiqiu rolled up his sleeves and insisted on cooking himself, letting the elders have a taste of his cooking skills. The ten soups and dishes were all delicious and delicious, and they tasted the luxury of a Qing Dynasty emperor.

As soon as the fish came in, Fang Hongye immediately stood up and ran around like a headless fly. It was Mother Jiang who had an idea and pointed to the location of the bathroom. The room suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of Fang Hongye retching.

Old Mrs. Jiang slapped her thigh vigorously, her mouth trembling with excitement and speechless.

"Mom, don't get too excited. We can't tell for sure. We have to let Mr. Jiao take a pulse before we know." Jiang's mother smiled and patted her mother-in-law's hand and glanced at her son.

Jiang Shiming immediately jumped up and strode outside. Immediately, the sound of motorcycles could be heard in the yard.

Everyone was excited and their eyes were shining when they saw Fang Hongye coming out of the toilet.

Fang Hongye pinched the end of her braid in embarrassment, "I, I didn't mean it. I felt like vomiting for some reason. Maybe it's because I've caught a cold in the past two days and my stomach is not good..."

"My dear grandson, it's not up to you," Old Mrs. Jiang's voice was so soft that she could squeeze water out of her mouth.

An Zhixia curled her lips and said, "Grandma, I haven't been ignored by you for two days, and I have followed in the footsteps of Brother Mingming, and my good grandson name has changed."

“They are all grandsons,” Mrs. Jiang said with a smile as she nodded at An Zhixia’s forehead.

Within five minutes, a motorcycle came suddenly again, and from the yard came Old Jiao's voice angrily scolding Jiang Shiming: "You bastard, you are about to knock this old man apart. Is it necessary to take a motorcycle for these two steps?" Why is it so urgent? I haven’t even eaten yet.”

“Lao Jiao, why are you so pretentious now?” Old Mrs. Jiang yelled, “Come in and check my grandson’s wife’s pulse!”

Mr. Jiao came in shaking his head, "I just recognized my granddaughter and gave him a grandson and my grandson's wife. Look at what you are doing to this little old lady. When will your Mingming also get a wife, show it off to me?" ”

As soon as the others came in and saw An Zhixia, Old Jiao's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost. He swallowed hard, pointed at An Zhixia with a trembling hand and asked, "Little old lady, who is this?"

"How is our granddaughter? Is my grandson handsome? But don't try to pick her brain. Five medical idiots in your family are so boring..." Mrs. Jiang said all kinds of dazzling words. He praised An Zhixia as a flower.

An Zhixia raised her eyebrows and raised her lips at Mr. Jiao and smiled.

Mr. Jiao caressed his chest for a long time, "Didn't I say you recognized a clown girl?"

"You just recognized a clown girl," Mrs. Jiang jumped angrily, "You recognized a bunch of clown girls! Old man of the Jiao family, why don't you want our family to be better? Why is our sweet and beautiful grandson so ugly? Come on, can’t you see that she is my good grandson?”

Jiao Lao curled his lips and said: "There are rumors outside that your family has adopted a clown girl as their baby."

 (End of this chapter)