Sixties' Sweet Little Wife

351-360

Chapter 351 The little daughter-in-law is the bourgeoisie

Xiao Tiezhu also arrived at about that time. Xiao Heping guessed that it was time for the correspondent to pick him up from the train station, and arranged for him to stay in the army guest house to live in the same room with Grandpa Song.

Not long after Xiao Heping entered the door, Xiao He sent the two elders over together.

When Grandpa Song entered the door, he said he wanted to eat in the cafeteria, but he refused to go to the state-run restaurant. Xiao Heping was helpless, so he asked Xiao He to take a lunch box and go to the cafeteria to give him a copy, while he went to the state-run restaurant to pack a few dishes. , five people are not considered to make a living together.

When Grandpa Song arrived in the provincial capital, he couldn't be idle. He asked Song Enli for some money tickets and led Xiao Tiezhu out for a walk. He didn't want Song Enli and the others to accompany him at all.

Song Enli was very relaxed, and after taking a shower, he stayed in the room with Xiao Heping early to study the camera - shooting various poses.

After an afternoon of digestion, Xiao Heping has been able to calmly face the fact that his daughter-in-law is from the future several decades younger than him. Anyway, these are not important to him. The fairy in the sky, the daughter-in-law is the most beautiful and capable fairy in his eyes.

Song Enli struck while the iron was hot, and told Xiao Heping about the general situation of their family, "Our family is the bourgeoisie that people in your era spurned, and it's also an overseas Chinese. Will you have any opinion on me because of this ?" How clear is the concept of people's class? The proletariat and the bourgeoisie are incompatible with each other, endlessly raiding homes, criticizing and delegating. To be honest, Song Enli can't guarantee that his identity will not disgust Xiao Heping. After all, he is in the army. people are more thoroughly brainwashed than ordinary people.

Xiao Heping asked her back with an inexplicable face, "You were also engaged in class struggle in those days?"

"I'm not afraid that you will feel awkward, but you will go back to your parents' house with me to see your parents. Our house is only the Shanghai market building. There are dozens of servants in the house, as well as bodyguards and so on, typical exploitation and oppression of working people, if you don't get a vaccination in advance, you can't arrest my parents and fight them."

"Criticize what they are doing, just fight you." He suddenly hugged Song Enli by the waist, pressed him on the quilt between her legs, leaned over and nibbled at her ears lightly, "Miss bourgeois daughter, but I'm going to be crushed by the proletariat for the rest of my life..." Wang Shengnan fell into a daze and only heard a faint creaking sound from the next room, accompanied by a soft, ticklish sound similar to a cat meowing. ...

At the dinner table in the morning, she asked Song Enli curiously, "Sister Sibiao, what's going on in your house? It's been crunching all night. It's not that the floor is not strong, right?

" ...

Song Enli felt that if Xiao Heping was tossed a few more times, the poor bed was going to strike.

"No, you must have heard it wrong." She lowered her head and quickly poured a spoonful of shredded chicken porridge into her mouth. The burning clouds on her cheeks burned all the way to the tips of her ears. The foot underneath was swiftly kicking the strong calf next door.

Xiao Heping snorted, and she immediately raised her head and glared at him: I blame you!

If it weren't for this bastard's insistence on fighting with real guns and live ammunition, he would have to scold her, the bourgeois daughter, to the ruthless ... As for, it's not too late to send Wang Shengnan to the textile factory to report today!