The soft educated youth takes control of the cold military officer

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Chapter 39: Men's Competition, Lazy Woman

As for the things Chu Sangning and He Yueyang gave to Old Lady Luo, Zhao Jiayun dared to bet that Old Lady Luo would definitely not give them to her.

Looking at Chu Sangning's beautiful face and the youthful and charming aura, Zhao Jiayun couldn't help but think of her last life.

She was still so beautiful, holding Luo Yiping's arm and getting off the car. Luo Yiping felt inferior to her and served her like an ancestor.

For many years, Chu Sangning's appearance has not changed. Except for adding some charm, it seems that she has never experienced anything.

At that time, Zhao Jiayun lived a life worse than death, and spent every day in a daze. God couldn't bear it anymore, so he let her start over again. This time, she snatched Chu Sangning's opportunity first.

"Chu Sangning, I'm already married to Luo Yiping, and the winner will be me." Zhao Jiayun glanced at her with a slightly sarcastic look on her lips.

Chu Sangning said "Oh" and turned away. She just came to take a look. Since she didn't welcome it, she could just leave.

Zhao Jiayun's proud show-off was like a punch on soft cotton, and Chu Sangning didn't change her expression at all.

Zhao Jiayun was so angry that her chest trembled and her face was slightly red.

"She is just like that. She doesn't look good to anyone. Don't be too angry." He Yueyang stepped forward to comfort Zhao Jiayun. His few words were more like exaggeration, making Zhao Jiayun even angrier.

Today is her good day. Zhao Jiayun suppressed the anger in her stomach for a long time and snorted coldly: "You are so kind. You didn't come before, but you came to the banquet quickly."

He Yueyang's eyes flashed with gloom, but he still smiled on his face: "How could it be, I'm afraid of affecting you."

"Okay, okay, you are the most beautiful bride today, you can't be angry, the village People are coming to see you."

It is said that He Yueyang is the best at flattering people. Whatever she says makes people feel happy. Zhao Jiayun turned a blind eye and waved her hands like chasing flies: "You go out first, I will dress up first."

In order to calm down the situation and let everyone see her beauty, Zhao Jiayun spent a lot of money and went to the county town to buy a beautiful dress.

Mrs. Luo thought that Zhao's parents gave money to the daughter to buy it. Looking at the embroidery on the cloth, she couldn't help smacking her lips.

She thought that girls from the city were generous. Five or six yuan was nothing in their eyes.

Outside, Old Lady Luo happily invited everyone to find a place to sit. At this time, it was already very good for any family to hold a wedding banquet with four or five tables.

If it weren't for Zhao Jiayun's strong insistence, Old Lady Luo would actually be reluctant.

"Everyone, eat and drink well. Please forgive us if we are not well-received." Today is her son's big day. Old Lady Luo's face is full of red, and she shuttles among the crowd.

Chu Sangning, Lin Xiuzhi and Pan Wenlan sat together. Jiang's father and Jiang Xingyan, as men, sat with other people in the village.

Lin Xiuzhi looked at the broken firecrackers on the ground and the red paper on the window, and nodded: "This is the first time I see the Luo family being so generous."

"Huh?" Chu Sangning was puzzled.

Lin Xiuzhi smiled and said, "The Luo family is a famous scavenger in our village. They wore a pair of autumn pants that were so worn out that they couldn't be pulled up, but they still insisted on wearing them."

Pan Wenlan also thought of the previous farce of Mrs. Luo, and lowered her body and said, "You don't know, I saw it with my own eyes that day, her autumn pants were stolen, and she cursed the other person's ancestors for three consecutive days in the village."

The people in the village thought that Mrs. Luo had lost her new autumn pants, and they were all very regretful. Who knew that they were finally found by the river. A thin layer of cloth with dozens of holes on it.

"That's really not easy." Chu Sangning raised an eyebrow and looked at the current scene of the Luo family. Although the house was not very wealthy, it was tidy and clean.

Old Mrs. Luo raised her son alone, and frugality was ingrained in her mind.

The Luo family's banquet was not bad, with two meats and three vegetables, pork stewed with vermicelli, cabbage fried with minced meat, cold wild vegetables, sweet potato stewed with corn, and a stir-fried cabbage with peppers.

The meal hadn't come yet, and everyone was bored eating melon seeds when they heard a voice: "The bride is here."

Zhao Jiayun came out of the house with a braided braid and a new dress. Luo Yiping, who was waiting at the door, had no smile on his face and stiffly pulled Zhao Jiayun to toast at each table.

The team leader and some uncles in the village were all there. As the younger generation, Luo Yiping and Zhao Jiayun must toast them.

When he came to Jiang Xingyan's table, Luo Yiping frowned, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Jiang Xingyan: "I'm done, you can do whatever you want."

Luo Yiping had been interested in Chu Sangning before, and this sentence was almost like a provocation to Jiang Xingyan. He raised his head and drank it in one gulp, and even turned the wine glass upside down to indicate that he had no more left.

Luo Yiping looked at him and was pulled away by Zhao Jiayun unconvinced. He didn't know why the two of them were not getting along, but today was their wedding day, and Luo Yiping couldn't get drunk.

"Zhao Zhiqing looks pretty good dressed up."

"Who said it wasn't? But now you have to change your words. You can't call Zhao Zhiqing anymore. You have to call her Yiping's wife."

"Yes, Yiping's wife, try to have two children in three years. We are still waiting for the baby's full moon wine."

When the old ladies in the village tease people, they are not restrained. Zhao Jiayun was so shy that she hid behind Luo Yiping.

After the meal, everyone wiped their mouths and left, leaving Zhao Jiayun, Luo Yiping and old lady Luo facing the leftovers on the tables.

Old lady Luo wanted Zhao Jiayun to help clean up, but Zhao Jiayun rolled his eyes, cried out that his arms and legs hurt, and walked into the house with his body tilted.

"Lazy ghost, you haven't started working yet, and you're already like this. What's the difference between marrying her home and marrying an ancestor?" Old Mrs. Luo pinched her waist and rushed into the house to pull the person out.

Luo Yiping was trying to smooth things over. He drank too much wine today and had a headache. Seeing Chu Sangning at his wedding banquet, he felt mixed emotions, and most likely felt regretful.

There was no fate between the two of them, otherwise... otherwise Luo Yiping would feel hundreds of times happier than now.

"Mom, today is a happy day, don't scold me, I'll help you clean up." Luo Yiping swayed and wanted to help drunkenly with his tongue sticking out.

Old Lady Luo, "My son, what are you still packing? Go and have a rest, I'll do the cleaning. I'll cook you some hangover soup when I'm done. People in the room, hurry up and help your man in." Zhao Jiayun reluctantly drooped her face and helped Luo Yiping in. Seeing him fall asleep on the bed, smelling of alcohol, Zhao Jiayun sighed and took off his shoes and covered him with a quilt. Luo Yiping was not the only one who was drunk, but also Jiang Xingyan who followed Chu Sangning.