The news in the compound was changing all the time. Su Yin didn't know that she had become the topic of conversation, and it was not a good topic.
Until Sunday, Qian Jingfang was resting at home. Not long after breakfast, she saw a group of people rushing into the house.
"Jingfang!"
"I heard that your Cheng'an...who is here?" Everyone knew that a glance was enough.
"Does your father-in-law really want Cheng'an to marry a country girl?"
The people who came were all military dependents in the compound, middle-aged women, about the same age as Qian Jingfang. The biggest news in the compound these days was that Gu Cheng'an's child marriage partner came over. Many people were concerned, and of course, there were also people who were just curious.
Among the visitors, a mother and daughter, the daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Sixth Brigade Commander, were the most active.
"Your old man is so confused! A country bumpkin wants to marry into your family? What's he thinking?" Yin Zhiyan, the daughter-in-law of the Sixth Brigade Commander, who had a square face and big features, said in a shrill voice.
Her daughter Xin Mengqi echoed, smiling sweetly, but with some sadness on her face, "Aunt Qian, do you really want Brother Cheng'an to marry that woman?"
Girls' thoughts are mostly on their faces. Qian Jingfang knew the intentions of the daughter-in-law of the Xin family. She had no objection, but her son...
"Cheng'an and the others are still young, there's no rush to talk about this." No matter how unwilling she was in her heart, she couldn't complain in front of outsiders at this moment.
"Haha, that's right."
"Your family's Cheng'an has to choose carefully."
Xin Mengqi blinked and looked around, but she didn't see the ugly guy in the legend. Sun Ruoyi, the daughter of the commander of the third battalion of the special warfare regiment beside her, tugged at her sleeve and comforted her softly, "Mengqi, don't worry, that person is definitely not as pretty as you. Didn't Aunt Hou say yesterday that if he is ugly, Gu Cheng'an can't stand him. "Hmph." Xin Mengqi snorted, and the pride of the children of the compound emerged again, "You are right, why should I worry about a country bumpkin! How could Brother Cheng'an like her?" Su Yin didn't know the excitement downstairs. She was in the room on the second floor at the moment. She just looked at the math book she brought for a while, and then thought about going downstairs to help Aunt Wu. Today she was wearing the third set of clothes that Qian Jingfang had bought, a plaid plum blossom button double-breasted blouse made of red plain cloth. Because of the pretty color, she hadn't worn it since it was made. Today, Aunt Wu mentioned it, and Qian Jingfang let her try it on. At this moment, the downstairs of the Gu family was very lively. Su Yin noticed something was wrong as soon as she came downstairs. There were about seven or eight people talking enthusiastically. When they heard the movement on the stairs, they looked up and saw a pretty girl coming downstairs.
Two short black and shiny braids were draped over her shoulders. Her face was white and tender, oval, and her facial features were charming, especially her eyebrows and eyes. Her almond eyes were as bright as water, as if they could speak. Her pink lips were slightly pursed, and she looked very pretty.
She took off her washed-out gray clothes, put on a waist-hugging red plaid shirt, and wore black straight trousers. She looked pretty and charming.
Qian Jingfang and Aunt Wu, who had already been stunned, also widened their eyes.
Aunt Wu muttered in her heart that this girl was too pretty.
Qian Jingfang even forgot everything else for a moment and smiled at Su Yin, "It's really beautiful, young people look good in it."
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A stunning beauty came to the compound[70s]
RomanceAuthor: Ci Tang Genre: Time Travel and Rebirth Status: Completed Work introduction: Su Yin, who is fair-skinned, beautiful and charming, learned in a dream that she is a cannon fodder in a period novel, and her fiancé is a cold-hearted, cold-tempere...