Bai Fumei in the ’70s

90 Episode 090

Zhao Lanxiang took a deep breath, turned her head indifferently after throwing the next sentence, and left.

"none of your business."

This very ridiculous sarcasm, light and fluffy, seemed to have no weight, and was slightly submerged in the whistling cold wind.However, it was this light and light tone that plunged into Jiang Jianjun's heart and lungs like a needle.

His pupils contracted suddenly.

The tranquil lights of Wanjia are extinguished one by one. How many extremely quiet and deep nights did she sleep on the sofa waiting for him, and she would occasionally ask carefully what he did today?

He will warn that it is not your business.

He unexpectedly recalled this familiar conversation, which was a long time ago, or he didn't care about her reaction at all, and Jiang Jianjun could not remember her expression now.

Jiang Jianjun frowned, and the accumulated heartache spread back little by little.

It turns out that this sentence can hurt people.

Jiang Jianjun said with a cry: "You... I will know sooner or later without saying that."

Zhao Lanxiang stopped suddenly, her ex-husband was born again, and her brain followed the water, and a lot of women were waiting for him to pick them up.

Then she let him have a good taste of the broken head.

Zhao Lanxiang pretended to have a sympathetic and bored expression on her face.

She said bluntly: "You gave me a sense of frustration. I have never had any hardships since I was young, and everyone around me likes me, and I have never met anyone who has not scorned me and refused so much. thorough."

"To be honest... after you wrote that letter to me, I won the victory completely, and I didn't feel happy from the heart, I also understood the feeling of the previous investment in you, not what I thought Species."

Zhao Lanxiang took the initiative to throw out the flaws of neglecting to write letters, and used another reasonable original explanation to explain it, and by the way, lay the foundation for what she would do later.

"I like an independent and strong man, not like you are stalking like brown sugar. Since you asked, I will tell you."

"The man I like is not much he talks about, but he is steadfast, positive and enthusiastic, smart and hardworking."

The more Zhao Lanxiang said, Jiang Jianjun's face was darker.But her eyes at the moment are so real that they are not deceiving, and those beautiful descriptions spit out from her mouth as if mixed with thick honey.He could smell it through the air.

Her feelings are as strong as ever, when love is like fire and flames.

However, every word resembled a needle and stuck in his heart.The vinegar caused him to explode and the glaciers burst. The overwhelming feeling almost overwhelmed him.

This strong jealousy was only tasted by Jiang Jianjun at the smuggler, and he endured it.

He put away the smile that didn't belong to him, and said lightly, "There is still."

Zhao Lanxiang said: "Also, I like him unilaterally, please don't interfere with his life!"

...

After Zhao Lanxiang returned home, she was relieved. She was afraid that all her sweaters were wet with sweat.

If it were not for Jiang Jianjun himself to fall into the situation, I am afraid that with his sharp eyes, Zhao Lanxiang's loopholes will soon be discovered.

Zhao Lanxiang walked outside for a walk. In fact, she was observing whether there was He Songbai's footprint nearby. Then she ran to the guest house where He Songbai lived, and asked him that he was carrying a big bag early in the morning.

Zhao Lanxiang didn't see He Songbai, so he went home. The cousin and aunt who had just waited a long time at home immediately gathered around.

The surprised and surprised look revealed a strong purpose.

"Niu Niu, do you know Mr. Jiang?"

"Brother Jiang just went out with you and said? How did he leave? Hey, sister, you are too sensible. Why didn't you even ask someone to drink a glass of water?"

Feng Lian dragged the two of them with a lot of weight, and gave Zhao Lanxiang a wink.

Zhao Lanxiang said lightly: "Don't you know too?"

"We are ordinary little people, and we have nothing to do with others. I advise my sister to dispel the idea of ??tying the knot and save the uncle for the province."

She washed the fruit by herself and went downstairs to play with her younger brother, Huzi. She threw a sandbag, and Xiaohuzi ran over, picked it up and threw it to her.

Xiao Huzi's eyes became brighter and brighter as he ran away, and finally he was tired and sitting on the ground panting gaspingly.

He pulled on his sister's clothes: "Daughter, someone over there is watching me."

The child rushed across the street like a whirlwind. He quietly drilled into the alley and slowly moved to the person's side. He pulled his pants and asked, "Don't you play with me?"

The children are not as tall as the men's knees, their slap faces are gray, but their bright eyes are burning.He waited for the man's answer with anticipation and curiosity.

The man finally squatted down with a scalp and said fiercely: "Are you afraid of me kidding you, you stupid child."

Zhao Lanxiang saw the big and small squatting under the tongs of the others, and looked at each other with a smile.

She lifted Xiao Huzi's waist, slapped it on his fart, and beat it a few times.

"Can bear you, don't you remember how dad told you?"

"Don't talk to strangers in the future. If strangers are entangled with you and give you something to eat, tell your parents."

Zhao Lanxiang taught him hard.

She put down Xiaohuzi and touched the soft hair above his head.

He Songbai was suddenly speechless. This is... he was treated as a counterexample and the subject taught her younger brother?

He couldn't help but choke, his temples hurt painfully.

Little Huzi was beaten and fled back home with a stab in his feet.

He Songbai coughed lightly, "Is this... the little tiger?"

"It's cute. It looks as tall as Sanya. It's very lively and I'm not afraid of life."

"He is two years younger than Sanya."

He Songbai was silent for a moment, "He looks very tall."

The baby in the countryside fell into the city for a long time, not to mention the three girls who were pulled by the poor hand in hand. The seven-year-old girl was actually almost as tall as the five-year-old tiger.He Songbai was very happy to see the object, but these days, he was very stressed.

He witnessed her come down from the car with her family talking and laughing. She was wearing new clothes for the New Year. Her black ponytail hair was surrounded by a black scarf, revealing a half of her face. Decent.

In an era when you can own a bicycle, the existence of a small car is undoubtedly a shocking and mobile "power and momentum".

Her family is decent and bright, and there are endless stream of people who come to the house to visit, and they are all well-dressed.

Standing in the street alley, He Songbai looked up at the dim light leaking from the floor, and truly felt the family situation of the subject once, which was much better than he originally thought.This made He Songbai feel that he would not have enough chips to marry Zhao Lanxiang next spring.

He subconsciously touched the hard objects in the bag.

Zhao Lanxiang's eyes fell on his bulging bag and whispered, "What are you still doing, the things in the bag are not afraid of being checked?"

"Return to the guesthouse as soon as possible, you..." She seemed to have thought of something and snatched his bag. "The guesthouse is afraid that it is not safe. Give it to me."

"No one dares to check my house."

Her voice was very low, very low, and her ear was pointed at He Songbai.

Zhao Lanxiang said, he hadn't listened to the man's answer for a long time, and suddenly he turned his head and slammed into the gloomy glance that he had no time to take back.She lowered her head suddenly, making a vague murmur, and concealing her complex emotions.

She slapped her head and said suddenly: "You haven't seen my parents yet, so I came here for a visit and had to come to the door."

The author has something to say: *

small theater:

Brother Bo: Why... didn't finish writing in one breath, let me see my father-in-law?

Ping Shengjun: Yesterday I expelled my mind and body more urgently,

At this moment it is like a waste dog.

Brother Bo: What do you want:)

Ping Shengjun: Are you distressed, writing a letter and confessing to Xiangxiang?

Ah~ Woman~ I can't get anything if I don't get it~

Jiang Jianjun: a bit

Ping Shengjun: Well, let me tell you, it doesn't matter whether you show it or not, will you feel better in your heart?

Jiang Jianjun: "..."