In the evening.
After Xing Guoqiang returned home, he did not see his wife and children in the main room.
However, there was a large pot of steaming dumplings on the table.
He was very happy and shouted towards the bedroom: "Comrade Wenlan, what good day is today? You are making dumplings again?"
The two boys who ran out of the bedroom responded to him. The 10-year-old Xing Jianjun was excited: "Dad, you are finally back. The dumplings were just sent by Auntie Ru next door. They are still hot."
The 7-year-old Xing Jianbing was busy climbing onto the stool: "Dad, let's eat. Auntie Ru said it's shepherd's purse and salted meat."
Now is the season when shepherd's purse is fresh and tender, and it is still wrapped in salted meat, even Xing Guoqiang can't help but be greedy.
As he pulled out a stool and sat down, he called out to the bedroom: "Wenlan? It's time to eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Wenlan, still looking a little dazed, came out.
Xing Guoqiang picked up the chopsticks and handed them to his wife, asking casually: "What are you doing in the room? You don't even want to eat."
As he spoke, he had already picked up a dumpling and put it into his mouth.
Salted meat has a different taste from fresh meat, and it tastes thicker and saltier.
Before he swallowed the food in his mouth, Xing Guoqiang couldn't help but reach out his chopsticks to pick up the second one, and then he was startled by his wife's words: "Ahem...you said...ah...what did you say?"
Tang Wenlan rolled her eyes at her husband, very dissatisfied with his reaction: "I said I was writing a self-criticism, I feel that my ideological awareness is not enough."
Xing Guoqiang...
Xing Guoqiang, who almost dropped his chopsticks, was silent for a while, and first looked at his two sons who couldn't even lift their heads because of eating: "What's wrong with your mother today?" Why did she suddenly have a problem?
The two children shook their heads in unison: "I don't know, when we came back from school, mom was writing something."
So Xing Guoqiang looked at his wife again.
Tang Wenlan looked righteous and solemn: "I think I look at people too one-sidedly. This is not the quality of a good revolutionary comrade!"
Although he still felt puzzled, Xing Guoqiang still looked at his wife patiently and waited for her to continue.
Then I heard the reason: "I heard that Captain Huo's wife was from the mountain valley, so I thought they were poor there, and we definitely had no common language with her."
It turned out to be Old Huo's wife, Xing Guoqiang asked with a smile: "Then what?"
Hearing this, thinking of the embarrassment in the afternoon, Tang Wenlan finally looked a little uncomfortable: "Didn't you ask me to talk to Tingting about work? Captain Huo's mother asked me if there was a vacancy for a junior high school teacher. I thought they were dreamy at the time, and even told people that junior high school teachers must have at least a high school degree. I didn't expect... ."
Hearing this, Xing Guoqiang roughly understood, and he continued with a smile: "I didn't expect that he was just a high school student? Comrade Wenlan, this is indeed not a good point. There are rich and poor everywhere, and the countryside is not full of poor people who don't value education."
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Dressed as a runaway wife from the 1960s
RomanceAuthor: Yueban Rose Type: Rebirth through Time Travel Status: Completed Introduction: When she realized that she had traveled through time to the end of the 1960s, she was already on a train bound for the south. Her original self was a young wife wh...