70s Women Disguised As Men

"He really didn't step on your foot. If you don't believe me, you can see if the prints on the leather shoes are the same as his soles." Shen Shaoqing said calmly, and his attitude of neither humble nor overbearing is convincing.

The people watching the excitement couldn't help but said, "Yes, do you see if the shoe prints are the same?"

"Yeah! These little leather shoes are brightly dressed! No wonder you get anxious when you step on it."

The woman looked down at the shoe print on the leather, and then at the child's face, it was really different...

She chuckled, and was a little embarrassed, "Um, girl... I'm sorry! The eldest sister is wrong."

"It's okay! Just explain it clearly!" Because of a guilty conscience, Tong Yan didn't dare to continue to tell her the question of whether she was a man or a woman, and wanted to send the evil star away quickly.

After experiencing this episode, Tong Yan lost the mood to continue shopping. She secretly glanced at the man's expression and pretended to explain: "What is the look in that eldest sister just now? How could my seven-foot man be a girl?"

Shen Shaoqing watched her silently with a complex expression, but in fact, the waves were already surging in her heart.

Did he believe it or not? Tong Yan didn't quite understand it, and she was so nervous that she was not in the mood to watch the song and dance drama that she connected to.

Until she returned to the educated youth point, she didn't think of any good way to let Shen Shaoqing completely dispel his doubts.

The current plan is to act according to the opportune moment...

The Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month is the first reunion festival in 1975. According to the old rules, each educated youth brings some food and everyone gathers together to celebrate the festival in the evening.

Since morning, Tong Yan has been doing nothing to look for things to pretend to be very busy, fearing that Shen Shaoqing will suddenly grab her and ask about yesterday's affairs.

If it weren't for the radio station to have a holiday, she would really like to hide there.

The others didn't sit back at all in order to have plenty of food at night.

Shen Shaoqing didn't know who bought a big **** from, killing the chicken, bleeding, and plucking all in one go. The technique was clean and inexplicably elegant.

People like Zheng Zhou who don't like wine and don't like wine go out to make wine again on such an important day.

A few female educated youths did not dare to look at killing chickens, so they stayed in the house to chop vegetables, leave noodles, and make preparations for dinner.

As the sun sets and night falls, the dinner of the Lantern Festival is neatly placed on the table.

Nowadays, the men and women of the educated youth point are counted as a total of eight people. The kang table is placed in the middle of the fire kang. Everyone sits in a circle, all of them beaming.

They originally invited the village party secretary and Gao Dagen, but they were afraid that they would not be able to eat and drink, so no one came to join in the fun.

Shen Shaoqing was the last to come to the table. He glanced around, and finally squeezed a place to sit next to Tong Yan.

After a whole day of mental development, Tong Yan finally dared to look at him straight, perhaps because of a guilty conscience, she helped him arrange the bowls and chopsticks, so respectful, like a qualified little attendant.

"I said Tong Dabao, can you be a little man-like? Don't you feel embarrassed to be with Shao Qing all the time?"

Seeing the two people sitting together again, Han Yuting was really annoyed. Today is the best place to say such specious jokes.

"No, I think it's good." Tong Yan smiled and pretended not to understand, "It is my blessing to live in a dormitory with Shen Dian for a long time."

She knew what to say to make Han Yuting even more angry, and she couldn't help but complain: This woman is too jealous, even a man's jealousy, no wonder she can't be a hostess!

As expected, Han Yuting turned her head angrily and didn't speak any more, she could only use chopsticks to vent her suffocation on the steamed buns in the bowl.

The few people on the table are Zheng Zhou and the least winking. The straight man never understands the twists and turns in a woman's heart. He picked up the wine barrel and grinned heartlessly.

"Have you seen? I finally got this barrel of wine! Today, we must all drink and not get drunk or go back, and we are not allowed to persuade you! Have you heard?"

Regardless of men and women, everyone was filled with a bowl of white wine. With his active atmosphere, the little unpleasantness just was washed away.

"cheers!"

"Yes! Cheers!"

As everyone drank heroically, Tong Yan took a sip from the wine bowl.

The atmosphere was set off. Everyone was eating and chatting. All of a sudden there was laughter and warmth in the room.

After drinking for three rounds, several people became a little drunk. Zheng Zhou was fascinated by supporting the table with his hands and straightened his waist and said loudly: "Ahem! I will read a little poem written by myself to everyone, you guys. Listen well!"

Looking at him, he knew that people were drinking too much. In order to prevent him from drinking and messing with relatives like last time, Tong Yan couldn't help moving to Shen Shaoqing's side, full of guard.

The two people are close together, perhaps because of the drunkenness, Shen Shaoqing smells the scent of milk lingering in his breath, an unknown fire slowly rises...

Whatever is funny, there are those who praise it.

I just heard someone say, "Quickly read! Let us all listen to what poem it is!"

Zheng Zhou rubbed his drunken eyes, and said solemnly: "My poem is called "Snow". I originally wanted to give it to my future daughter-in-law. Now I will read it to you first."

"Snow, on the bridgehead in winter, on the winding road, on..."

Tong Yan kept squeezing a smile, until she heard the whole poem before she "pouched".

However, she was afraid that Zheng Zhou would be angry and drunk crazy, so she followed the crowd to applaud her face.

"Zheng Zhou, can you tell me what kind of girl you like? We will help you find and find the poem, otherwise, isn't this poem written in vain?"

"I like a smile with two dimples." Dreaming about his future wife, Zheng Zhou smiled with a heartbeat.

"The ones with dimples are really beautiful, but I prefer those without dimples." The speaker was Liu Deqing, and he unconsciously looked at Han Yuting, which meant very obvious.

Han Yuting obviously felt his admiration, and hurriedly turned to Xiang Tongyan at the beginning, "Tong Dabao, what do you like? I know a lot of girls, do I need to introduce one for you?"

This way you don't have to wander around behind Shen Shaoqing all day!

"Thank you." Tong Yan just wanted to say no, suddenly a bright light flashed, pretending to be embarrassed and said: "Actually, I have someone I like, so I don't need to trouble you to introduce it to me."

"Who is it? Are we the educated youth?..." Zheng Zhou was more excited than anyone when he heard it, and a heart of gossip was burning.

The eyes of other people were all looking over, waiting for her answer.

Shen Shaoqing pressed her thin lips tightly, her hands under the table unconsciously clenched his fists and made no sound.

"The girl I like is not in Xinghua Village. She works in Beijing. We grew up together." Tong Yan scratched her head, her eyes full of love.

"To tell you, she has two dimples especially beautiful when she laughs!"

In order to let Shen Shaoqing dispel his doubts, and at the same time to let Han Yuting not always trouble herself with nothing, Tong Yan was willing to go! The lie is the same as the truth!

"Not bad, I'm still a childhood sweetheart!" Zheng Zhou was envious when she heard that the girl had two dimples.

Little weak chickens like Tong Dabao have childhood sweethearts, his life is simply a failure!

Shen Shaoqing turned her head to look at her steadily, only feeling that the emotion in her eyes was very dazzling, "Do you like her that much?"

"Well, I love it! I plan to confess to her next time I go home!" Now you should no longer doubt my gender, right?

The little abacus in Tong Yan's heart was crackling, and she didn't even notice the strong possessiveness in the man's eyes.

"Oh, it's good." Shen Shaoqing hated her for her careless appearance, he picked up the wine bowl and drank the full bowl of liquor.

This was Tong Yan’s first drink since the journey. She was afraid that she would drink too much. She saw that everyone was drunk and dim, so she wanted to find an excuse to go to the kitchen to get some white water and secretly change her drink, and sober up by the way. .

There were no lights in the kitchen or wood room. She took a flashlight and said to everyone with a smile: "Wait, I will get you some salted radishes for the hangover."

"Go, go! Dabao is still diligent!"

It wasn't until she was out of the house that Tong Yan exhaled a turbid breath, and the smell of white wine filled her nose was irritating.

It was dark everywhere near the early hours of the morning. She wanted to stand outside for a while, but she was so cold that she shrank her neck and ran towards the wood shed.

The radish jar was placed in the corner of the wood room, and the weak brightness made her squint her eyes, and then walked towards the jar after scanning a circle.

At this time, she realized that she didn't take a bowl of pickles because she came out in a hurry, so she could only go back to the kitchen to get a bowl.

She walked to the door and was about to go out, when she was suddenly blocked.

Tong Yan was startled by the sudden figure. She raised the flashlight to take a picture of the handsome face of the visitor. She patted her heart and couldn't help complaining: "Why are you walking without a sound? It scared me to death! "

Shen Shaoqing's body was full of strong alcohol, and he still blocked the way and didn't take a step.

"You give me a favor, I'm going to the kitchen."

The man frowned in a vague expression, and suddenly leaned over to caress Tong Yan's shoulders with his hands, his eyes were drunk and looked straight at Tong Yan, silent.

"What's wrong with you? Have you drunk too much?" The little heart who had just been scared was a little flustered at this time, she couldn't help thinking about what this man wanted to say?

Do you want to expose your own female identity?

"Tong Dabao, do you like your childhood sweetheart so much?" The man pursed his mouth and stared at her closely, as if the little guy would disappear from his eyes in the next second.

"Well, I like it..." After guessing n possibilities, Tong Yan never thought he would ask this, but why would she ask this? Maybe it was because she drank too much white wine, she was a little confused.

The answer was as expected. Shen Shaoqing laughed at herself. He raised his thumb and traced the deliciously attractive lips and asked: "What do you like her? Two dimples with a smile? You have it yourself, why do you want to like other people's. ?"

Tong Yan was pushed against the firewood stack by the door, and the touch on her lips made her head "buzz", and she instantly understood something!

"Shen Long, don't be like this, we are both men." Is the man in front of him really drunk or pretending to be drunk? Does he know who he is?

The plot in this book is really broken...

"Call me Shen Shaoqing." The man's usually cold and abstaining face was a little red. He slowly bent down and buried his head deep in her neck. The gushing warmth drew the trembling of Tong Yan, she tried Break away from his shackles, but unfortunately can't break free.

"Shen Shaoqing, this is Tong Dabao."

Tong Yan thought that he would be a little more sober when he said that, but only heard him gritted his teeth in his ears: "The surname Tong, can you stop being so feminine!"

If you grow a little rougher, maybe you won't be moved by your heart, if you don't, you won't be as jealous as you are now!

As the voice fell, he raised his phoenix eyes and stared at her, his eyes full of undisguised affection and desire.

"Shen Shaoqing?"

"Shhh, don't talk yet."

He opened his thin lips lightly, slowly approaching, and first touched her with the tip of his nose. Just when Tong Yan lost consciousness for this action, Shen Shaoqing found the two dreamy lips, lightly Shallow to deep｜Enter, toss and grind, kiss out of control...