The Beauty of 1980's

Ch.77

　　Ye Puzhou and Zheng An booked a twin room. The hotel conditions in small places are average and the room area is not very large. With so many people coming in at once, it instantly became cramped and narrow.

　　"Sit anywhere, sit anywhere, hahaha." Zheng An rushed into the room first and tried to tidy up his bed which had been a mess in the morning. In contrast, the other bed was clean and tidy.

　　Deng Yajun looked at Ye Puzhou in surprise. She didn't expect that he had such a good habit. Such advantages discovered inadvertently are the most touching.

　　"Have you had breakfast? Do you want to go downstairs to eat something?" Ye Puzhou put his luggage on the table in the room, turned around and spoke.

　　"We've eaten. I want to talk to you alone." Meng Xiang quickly stood up from Deng Yajun's side. Without giving the latter time to react, she walked to Ye Puzhou and winked at him, motioning him to go out with her.

　　"Oh, okay." Ye Puzhou nodded in understanding and quickly followed her out.

　　"Just went out like that? Should I follow them and take a look?" Meng Wanjiang pointed at the backs of the two people as they left, his fingers trembling. His little cabbage was just taken away like that?

　　"Why follow her? Axiang isn't a child anymore, she knows her limits." Deng Yajun sighed. Apart from the fact that they had been hiding the fact that she was with Lao Meng, it was actually good for the two of them to be together.

　　Although Ye Puzhou is a little older than A Xiang, the old man is caring. Look, they come from such far away to see A Xiang. Can these people do it?

　　Moreover, whether it was appearance, education, or family background, she couldn't find any fault with him.

　　Is this what the old saying means, the more the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more satisfied she is?

　　There is a small window at the end of the corridor outside the room, which happens to face the street. There are several big red lanterns hanging in front of a shop. It looks very festive and full of the flavor of the New Year.

　　Meng Xiang explained everything in a concise manner, with his fingertips intertwined nervously. Although Ye Pushou was blocking the wind, the cold breeze soon dissipated a lot of the heat from his body.

　　"Didn't you say you would stay in the county town for one night? I thought I could take your car back to Beijing, and then tell them everything about us. And I don't know how to explain that I left the village with a strange man. Just because they don't ask doesn't mean I can't keep it to myself..."

　　"Now that I think about it, I was a little impulsive. I should have chosen a suitable time to confess, not in such a complicated situation."

　　The more Meng Xiang thought about it, the more he felt that he must have been out of his mind to tell the truth. Even if he didn't go back to Beijing, what would be wrong with finding a hotel in Guanghua County to spend the New Year holidays? It wouldn't cost him a piece of meat.

　　But when faced with the concern of her family and the distress and helplessness of not knowing how to return to Beijing, she subconsciously wanted to help them solve the problem.

　　After all, she may think that not celebrating the Spring Festival is no big deal, but they think it is very important. After all, the Spring Festival is one of the most important festivals of the year. As parents, they will definitely feel guilty if they let their children "wander" away from home to celebrate the festival.

　　There were already enough things to do and they were troublesome enough, and she suddenly told them that she was in love with Ye Puzhou. If you put yourself in their shoes, she wouldn't be able to accept it immediately, but would instead feel resistance.