Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

Chapter 267

On this side, An Zhenghua successfully dragged Mr. An to play around, and An Zhengwei on the other side was not idle either.

He first greeted Liu Shi good morning, and by the way let her sleep a little longer, saying that he made breakfast by himself, but Liu Shi was so anxious that he refused to let him touch him no matter what.

An Zhengwei talked about it, but in the end it was the teacher's reason for assigning homework. Although Liu was pedantic, she was convinced of the teacher's arrangement. In her opinion, no matter how you say it, you are a cultural person, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

Because of her experience of making trouble in school last time, she was severely educated by the teacher, which made An Zhengwei very disgusted with Liu's coming to school again, so now An Zhengwei went to school with An Zhenghua himself.

It can't be explained that An Zhengwei has his mother Qi's situation in mind, and he doesn't dare to delay.

Since he couldn't remember the amount of rice and water used, An Zhengwei consulted Mrs. Liu beforehand, and then he was confident, and started to cook porridge.

"Brother, is breakfast ready? Grandpa sees that grandma is still sleeping, and she is arguing right now."

When An Zhengwei had just boiled the porridge, An Zhenghua from outside hurried in and said anxiously to him.

"What should I do, brother? Grandpa and grandma have hurt their peace, will this affect our affairs?"

What An Zhenghua said was a wake-up call to An Zhengwei.

"Huazi, go over there and try to persuade me. Just say that breakfast is already cooked, and tell grandparents not to make noise. If there is anything else, I'll talk about it when I go."

An Zhengwei hurriedly filled up the hot porridge in the pot. After hearing An Zhenghua's words, he felt nervous, and the back of his hand was burned again, and an angry expression immediately appeared on his face.

"Then brother, hurry up, I'm afraid I won't be able to persuade you."

"I know, I know, don't rush, okay! I'm already busy enough!"

An Zhengwei lost his temper at An Zhenghua, and after he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, and felt that there was something wrong with his attitude.

"I'm sorry, brother, don't rush, take your time, I'll go and see my grandparents first."

An Zhenghua was frightened by his violent temper, quickly admitted his mistake and ran away.

"I also want to hurry up, okay? I'm more anxious than anyone else!" An Zhengwei saw that An Zhenghua ran away and disappeared, so he could only talk to himself.

When he walked into the hall with boiling hot porridge, he only heard laughter, and there was no quarrel as he imagined.

An Zhengwei's hanging heart finally relaxed. It seems that An Zhenghua still has a way, otherwise he really can't handle this situation, so he can only let them make trouble.

"Grandpa and grandma Huazi, it's time to eat."

After hearing the voice, several people in the hall who were laughing at Zhenghuan looked over one after another.

"If you don't sleep well to nourish your spirits, do something early, and do all the useless work."

When Mr. An saw An Zhengwei walking in with a big pot of things, he was the first to say unhappy.

"What are you talking about, old man! Zhengwei is completing the homework assigned by the teacher. It will be useless."

Seeing Mr. An's harsh look, Mrs. Liu immediately stood by An Zhengwei's side and said as if protecting a calf.

"Hmph, the teacher should teach well. Do you need to go to school to teach people to do housework? I think I can learn from you."

"Okay, okay, what can I say about you! The child is filial, don't you don't know good and bad, why don't you talk about others with such a strong mouth?"

Mrs. Liu turned back angrily, and gave Mr. An a direct look.

I don't know when it started, the old man seemed to dislike the grandson, he was picking on faults anyway, he couldn't speak well, and he felt like he was having a seizure.

But it doesn't matter if he doesn't feel bad, it's fine for her to feel bad.

"Hmph, just follow his temper and make trouble, what can you do."

Hearing Mr. An's words, An Zhengwei's heart sank, and he felt uncomfortable all of a sudden. He had the urge to shed tears, but when he thought of Mr. An's disgusting eyes towards him, he hurriedly held back.

"Grandpa, don't be angry. The teacher said that it's a fake move. In order to exercise our hands-on ability, the teacher assigned this kind of homework. I can only write down my thoughts after I finish it! Grandpa Grandma, try it quickly."

An Zhengwei endured the sadness in his heart, tried to pull a very happy smile on his face, and then walked over with the porridge.

"Hehe, I have to try what my grandson cooks."

Liu took out a piece of cloth and put it on the table as a base, and An Zhengwei put it on top.

"You're exhausted, Zhengwei, take a rest, and grandma will make the rest for you."

"No grandma, you have to start and finish things. I can't be afraid of getting tired just because this pot is too hot. If I want to say tired, grandpa and grandma, you have to work every day to make you more tired."

An Zhengwei said it directly according to what was written in the book. Sure enough, this textbook-style answer was quite pleasant to the old couple, and his image suddenly became hard-working and sensible.

"Did you see that? I said that our eldest grandson is promising. He is indeed a sensible child. He is not afraid of hardships or tiredness. He will definitely do great things in the future."

Mrs. Liu was very happy when she heard this, she pointed at An Zhengwei and praised Mrs. An fiercely. Her loving eyes kept falling on An Zhengwei, which finally made him feel a little better.

"What are you talking about so much? Didn't you see that the child was tired? Why don't you hurry up and give me a hand."

Mr. An is also hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Just now, when he saw An Zhengwei holding the porridge carefully and sweating, he felt indescribably distressed.

But he couldn't say anything heart-warming, so he said the words in reverse.

"Look at your grandfather, he has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. He obviously hurts you but he is embarrassed to say it."

Mrs. Liu scooped up the porridge with a spoon and filled everyone's portions one by one.

An Zhengwei's heart was not as uncomfortable as it was just now. When he saw Mr. An picked up the porridge and drank it, he secretly winked at An Zhenghua.

"Grandpa, let me serve porridge to my mother."

After An Zhenghua received the hint, he asked Mr. An for instructions.

"You don't need to go, eat well here, your grandma will bring food to your mother later."

Mr. An naturally refused, stretched out his hand to pat the place beside him and said, "Sit up, eat the porridge to warm your body."

"But grandpa, mom's health seems to be getting worse and worse. Yesterday, I saw her complexion was very pale, like...like that kind of about to..."

What An Zhenghua said was taught by An Zhengwei. Of course, he didn't know how to analyze the meaning.

"Nonsense! What do children know? Don't talk nonsense, good luck."

When Mr. An heard this, his expression froze slightly, and he glared at An Zhenghua displeased.

"I, I'm not lying grandpa, mom is really weak."