Chereads / The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet / Chapter 485 - 1960s, 1980s, little daughter-in-law 15

Chapter 485 - 1960s, 1980s, little daughter-in-law 15

When she heard that there were still people who saw her...

Aunt Luo's mouth was stiff, but in her heart, she was terrified.

"I... I was just going to mow some grass and strengthen the roof of my house. You can't slander me!"

She quickly got up and left the Mei family.

Mother Mei had originally hated this Aunt Luo the most.

Whatever words came out of her mouth, she could change the topic a few times. Who knew how bad the words would sound.

At this time, seeing her guilty look, she started to chat with Xia Ling.

Mother Mei: "Da Ya, did Aunt Luo really steal from the commune?"

Xia Ling nodded. "I personally saw it, how could it be fake? She hid the sweet potatoes from the commune under the hay. When I found them, she said she wanted to return them and apologize to grandfather. But looking at her now, I'm afraid that the sweet potatoes have already entered her family's stomach, so the matter is settled."

"This kind of person is really..." Mother Mei frowned. She wanted to say something unpleasant, but seeing that Xia Ling was here, she changed the topic. "Don't bother about her, Da Ya, Li Zhiqing is back. You should break up with him, right?"

"The Tang family, previously, they asked someone to see if they could arrange a marriage for you two before Tang Nan becomes a soldier. Do you think this Tang Nan is fine? Why is he a soldier? Doesn't he want to keep you at home?''

Mother Mei was a little resentful.

However, hearing her say this, Xia Ling was very happy.

She wanted to marry him, but he didn't say anything to her, but he did everything for her without batting an eyelid.

Xia Ling: "Mom, what's wrong with being a soldier? I think it's good for brother Tang to become a soldier. I like soldiers who serve the motherland and protect the people!"

Mother Mei poked her finger. "You, you, how old are you? Why are you putting your love on the tip of your tongue? Be careful not to let others look down on you!"

Xia Ling beamed. "That won't happen. Big brother Tang isn't that kind of person. I'll go to school after dinner. Mom, don't worry."

He had a cold face but a kind heart.

She went to town with him. His shoes didn't fit and his feet had blisters.

He didn't care about other people's gazes and carried her on his back all the way to old Liu's ox-cart. In fact, it was just a few blisters, and his heart ached for her.

Tang Nan was about six or seven years older than her.

She was nineteen this year, and he was twenty-five this year.

It was better to be older. It would hurt.

*

Li Qing originally wanted to drag it out and did not want to meet Mei Qian.

However, Mei Qian still came to the school.

"Li Qing, your Mei Qian is here to look for you." A few male educated youths teased with a smile.

Li Qing walked out of the house a little bashfully. His heart was irritated.

At this time, he did not want to hear any topic that tied him and Mei Qian together.

"Mei Qian, you're looking for me." Li Qing looked at the girl.

In the short and old school courtyard, because it was a holiday, there was no one else besides the few Zhiqing.

The girl was wearing a light mint colored floral dress with a round collar, short sleeves, and a small waist. Her hair was not tied with braided braids, but tied into a bunch of braids.

The patterns on the braids were a little like fish bones, and they were very beautiful.

Her neck was fair and slender, and her collarbone was small and delicate.

The skin on her body was also extremely fair from top to bottom.

Her beautiful face seemed to have spiritual energy.

After not seeing her for a few days, Li Qing felt that there was a subtle change in Mei Qian.

She stood there. She was clearly still the same person, but whether it was her temperament or her appearance, it seemed to be a few levels higher than her previous appearance.

Such a Mei Qian... He was willing to bring her into the city.

Related Books

Popular novel hashtag