The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 4

The members of the rap choreographer, of course, have no face to stand up. They just left him and pretended not to know.

    Of course, Xie Tingyu didn't mean to provide tea jokes to everyone. He said indifferently: "Since no one is speaking, I will assume that you know that something is inappropriate in your heart. I will put my words here and let me next time. If you hear, don't ask me why I did it.

    Go away and work." Xie Tingyu looked gentle, but he didn't expect to be so courageous.

    The passers-by eating melons all thought that the educated youth from the capital would not like Ye Qingshui's little country girl. Maybe she would watch jokes next to her, but it didn't turn out to be the result - the broken-mouthed woman in the countryside didn't know whether she should envy Ye Qingshui for choosing the bargain for nothing, or should criticize and accuse her of shamelessness.

    The words of Xie Tingyu's knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger made a group of female educated youths feel uncomfortable, and even more unbalanced.

    Such a good man ended up begging such a stubborn daughter-in-law. As a result, Ye Qingshui found that he had gained more jealousy, disgust, and sour eyes.

    Ye Qingshui feels very comfortable. In the last life, Ye Qingshui was as shy and inferior as a dull gourd, always silently accepting malice.

    At that time, Ye Qingshui always thought: They were so educated and knowledgeable, she couldn't compete with them. After quarreling, what should I do if I make grandma and mother sad again?

    But malice will not change because of human tolerance.

    At that time, Ye Qingshui believed that suffering was a blessing. Now she believes that if people do not offend me, I will not offend. If people offend me, I will withdraw! Extending your hands too long? Raise the knife and chop it!

    The midday sun was too burning for people, and the production team leader let the staff off work early. After Xie Tingyu returned the farm tools, he followed Ye Qingshui silently. He watched her silent all morning, thinking that the village girl felt uncomfortable.

    Ye Qingshui didn't know just a short path, and Xie Tingyu had already made up so much.

    She went back to the house and turned over all her savings. Ye Qingshui frowned and stared bitterly at these fragmented banknotes, thick and thick, and the total amount was only ten yuan and fifty-three cents.

    The money was saved by hard work. She repaid Xie Tingyu one dollar at the market price.

    Xie Tingyu looked at this dollar, somewhat inexplicable.

    Ye Qingshui explained: "Your flour and rice add up to almost ten catties, bits and pieces of pork, and so on. I don't have that much money anymore. I will pay you back when I have money. The food stamps are also remembered. ."

    Xie Tingyu is still taking money from a woman for the first time, especially since she has a firm expression on her face. He looked down, and the little girl's dark eyes were so clear that his shadow was reflected. His eyes were very calm, and there was no longer the strong and passionate feelings of the past.

    Therefore, Xie Tingyu said lazily: "I can still ask for your money?"

    "Of course, why not. You are you, I am me, you have to be clearer. You are so good to me, even thinking Taking on the responsibility of supporting the family, do you want to stay in my old

    Ye's house forever?" Ye Qingshui teased, and did not look at Xie Tingyu's expression, and folded the pile of tickets to him.

    Xie Tingyu was stunned when he heard this sentence.