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Chapter 200 Zhang Chunnuan humbly admits his mistake

Zhou Haoran was worried in his heart, but he smiled to comfort Father Shen.

"Uncle Shen, don't worry, nothing will happen."

"Haoran, don't coax me. If something really happens, don't follow Nuan'er and hide it from the family. As a family, no matter what difficulty it is, it won't be a problem."

Father Shen did not feel relieved because of his words.

While talking, the two of them entered the courtyard.

Father Shen pointed to the utility room for Zhou Haoran and said, "Nuan'er is in there, go ahead..."

After he finished speaking, he entered the main room with his hands behind his back and his back hunched.

Zhou Haoran walked into the utility room.

At this time, the room was filled with dust, and Zhang Chunnuan could not be seen.

"Nuan'er, ahem - what are you doing in there? Ahem -"

Zhang Chunnuan heard Zhou Haoran's voice, waved his hand and put away a bag of wax rabbits that he had taken out at some point, walked a few steps and asked, "Why are you here?"

She remembered that she didn't say that she wanted to ask Zhou Haoran to come home for dinner today!

Zhou Haoran pulled the person out of the room, closed the door to isolate the dust, and then said: "The mistress came to call me and said that something happened to his aunt. I hurried up the mountain in a hurry, and was interrogated by your father-in-law before I even entered the door."

"What did he ask you?"

"You still have the nerve to say that Uncle Shen saw that you were as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and was extremely worried! But you didn't say anything to him. How can he feel at peace?"

After listening to Zhou Haoran's words, Zhang Chunnuan's eyes wandered and began to look for Father Shen.

I looked around but saw no one.

At this time in the past, my father would be weaving bamboo baskets in the front yard. Where were they?

There is no shortage of bamboo baskets in the Shen family, but Father Shen doesn't want to eat nothing at home, so he cuts wild bamboos, makes baskets and sells them at the fair. Basically, he is busy tossing bamboos before and after dinner every day.

At this time, the bamboo strips were all there, but there was no busy old man.

Zhou Haoran pointed to the main room, "Uncle Shen has entered the room."

He saw that Zhang Chunnuan immediately wanted to go into the house to find Father Shen after hearing what he said, so he quickly stopped him and asked, "Don't rush to find Uncle Shen. Can you tell me what's going on first?"

Zhang Chunnuan was worried about Father Shen, so he poured beans into a bamboo tube and quickly explained the matter.

Let’s start with what she saw and heard in the county town when she went to pick up Wang Dongxue, and then on to the gossip about Sister-in-law Mao’s family that she heard in the fields today. Finally, she said:

"I always feel that something big is going to happen. In the past few years, I have been too conspicuous in my work. I have been famous in the brigade and in several nearby villages."

Having said this, Zhang Chunnuan gradually felt regret in his heart.

But she had already done it, and there was no point in regretting it. She could only see if there was a way to remedy it.

Zhou Haoran pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then said: "Do you still remember what I said when your second sister brought the osmanthus tree on the third day of the Lunar New Year?"

The third day of the new year?

Zhang Chunnuan thought for a while and said uncertainly: "You mean you mentioned that there is no need to plant trees in the backyard for shade?"

"Yes." Zhou Haoran nodded and continued: "I went to the city a few years ago and contacted several of my comrades."

At this point, he pointed to the sky and continued: "There is going to be a big move from above. In fact, if you don't mention it, I am also preparing to tell you in detail after the spring plowing is over."

Zhou Haoran didn't expect Zhang Chunnuan to be so sharp. Just by going to the county and hearing irrelevant gossip, he could sense that the situation was tense and that there was going to be a big change in policy.

Shamelessly brag, he has such good taste!

Zhang Chunnuan didn't know Zhou Haoran's psychological activities, otherwise he would be so embarrassed that he wouldn't be able to see anyone.

When she first traveled through time, she was still thinking about her obscene growth, and she survived until 1979.

As a result, I became more and more arrogant, relying on my status as a martyrdom member and carrying the gold finger of the farm, being both high-profile and flamboyant, I almost forgot what kind of era this was.

Speaking of which, the villagers at the foot of the mountain were simple and honest, and the production team leader Zhou Lixue kept it secret, otherwise she would have died countless times.

Realizing the mistakes he had made in recent years, Zhang Chunnuan looked resentful. Looking at the tall Zhou Haoran in front of him, he couldn't help but ask softly:

"What do you think I should do now?"

"You!" Zhou Haoran reached out and poked her forehead, thought for a moment, and then said:

“After the house is built, there is no reason to push it too far. Let’s slowly get rid of the many livestock in the house.

Then use your special skills to put away the extra food and clothing at home so that no one can see them."

At this point, he saw Zhang Chunnuan's face wrinkled up, and couldn't help but scratch her straight nose, and praised:

"Fortunately, you have taught these children well and they didn't talk nonsense when they went out. Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to help you finish it off!"

Zhang Chunnuan raised her face, "That's not the case!"

She proudly told her story about how she had punished her mistress for taunting him, but she didn't expect that in exchange for Zhou Haoran's shock.

"Why are you hitting me on the head?" Zhang Chunnuan covered his head and stared at him dissatisfied.

Zhou Haoran folded his arms and shook his head: "You still have the nerve to say, since you know that you can't teach children not to play the lute, how can you be so good at playing the lute yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chunnuan suddenly became short of breath.

Saying one thousand, saying ten thousand, she can't get rid of this!

Zhang Chunnuan humbly accepted Zhou Haoran's criticism. The two discussed for a long time and finally agreed on what to do next before dinner.

After dinner, Zhang Chunnuan sent Zhou Haoran out. Before leaving, Zhou Haoran told her:

"You can't hide this from Uncle Shen. You can talk to him carefully later and listen to the old man's advice."

Zhang Chunnuan hesitated: "I'm afraid that dad will be worried."

"He's more worried if you don't tell me."

Zhou Haoran, who has rich experience in living with the elderly, looked at her and said word by word:

"The more you don't say anything, the more you will make him feel that he is old and useless. Nuan'er, since you really regard him as your father, you must learn to rely on him."

Until Zhou Haoran was sent away, Zhang Chunnuan still remembered what he said.

Entering the main room, I saw brother and sister Shen Shiqi lying on Father Shen's knees, staring at him without blinking as he wove small balls out of bamboo strips, and he couldn't help but smile.

Hearing the footsteps, Shen August looked over. When he saw his mother, he quickly slipped off his grandfather's lap and ran over.

"Mom, grandpa is making toys for my brother, and there is no August!"

Zhang Chunnuan looked at his daughter in cute clothes and couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on her cheek. She raised her voice and said to Shen Shiqi who was still there:

"Seventeen, take your sister to play. I have something to tell grandpa."

Shen Shiqi walked to his sister obediently, took her little hand and walked out of the main room.

"Mom, can my brother and I stay and listen to you and grandpa talk?"

"Shen August!" Zhang Chunnuan glared at her.

"Mom, my brother and I went out to play~" Shen Auguste turned his back on guests and pulled his brother away quickly.

Zhang Chunnuan sat down next to Father Shen and watched the movements of his hands in trance.

"Nuan'er, what do you want to tell dad?" The small bamboo ball in Father Shen's hand was in the final stages. Seeing that Zhang Chunnuan still didn't speak, he couldn't help but ask first.

"Ah? Oh." Zhang Chunnuan came to his senses and told Father Shen everything he had discussed with Zhou Haoran.

Don't let her take Zhou Haoran's words seriously.

Since it is a family matter, it should not be hidden from the elders in the family.
Chapter completed!
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