Dressed as a runaway wife from the 1960s

8

"What do you mean? Who?" Li Ming slapped his brother's hand, not understanding what the two were talking about.

Li Wei had never told anyone else about his doubts.

Now that his sister was back, he was even less prepared to tell her.

So he curled his peach blossom eyes: "Nothing, just joking."

Although he said so, the look he gave his sister was not like that at all.

Li Ting...

Perhaps because she was embarrassed at the beginning, or perhaps because Li Wei was 70% similar to her own brother, Li Ting was not nervous. Anyway, she was not the one who was offended.

So even if she knew that her second brother wanted to settle the score later, she was not afraid at all, and had a sense of shamelessness.

Seeing that, Li Wei was so angry that he wanted to punish them again.

Li Ming stared at his brother and sister suspiciously, but he couldn't see anything for a long time, so he bent down and picked up a package: "Okay, we can talk later, don't freeze it."

His father, Xiao, was not like his brother and sister. He was a typical northern man, tall and rough, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked very manly.

The extremely heavy burden for Li Ting was light in Li Ming's hands.

His other empty hand was not idle either, half-cuffed to separate the crowd, and protected his sister to walk outside the platform.

It takes more than half a day to get from Bingcheng Railway Station to Xiangyang Brigade.

When she set out, she first walked to the town, then took the morning bus to the county town at dawn, and then transferred from the county town to the Bingcheng Railway Station.

She thought the return trip would be similar.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the train station, she was led by her brothers to a half-used military jeep.

Before she could ask her doubts, the co-driver's door of the jeep was opened.

Wang Chunling jumped out of the car and squinted at the girl who was a few steps away and had caused a mess in the entire commune.

She had been the secretary of Huojiazhuang Commune for less than two years. Although she had heard that there was a college student in Xiangyang Brigade before, this was the first time she had met him.

To be honest, she didn't see anything special.

If I really want to pick something, it is the darker complexion than most members.

However, thinking that it was because of him that she was singled out for praise by the superior leaders, Wang Chunling didn't care whether she was dark or fair. She stepped forward and shook hands vigorously, and said with a smile: "Hello, Comrade Ting. We talked on the phone. My name is Wang Chunling. You are amazing. Our entire commune is proud of you!"

Ting Ting just understood the identity of the visitor and was shocked by Secretary Wang's enthusiasm.

After reacting to the meaning of the other party's words, she couldn't help feeling unhappy in her heart.

As a social animal with several years of work experience, she naturally knew that most leaders like to engage in some formalism.

And the person in front of her obviously also made a big fuss by taking advantage of her original identity as a martyr's widow.

But no matter how unhappy she was, she was past the age of impulsiveness.

It would not do any good for her, her parents and relatives to confront the commune secretary directly for what had already happened.