Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Mr. Ji came to Erdaohe Village on the third day after Song Yunuan was looking for him.

The old man had been here some time ago, so he naturally knew what the village looked like.

So when I first entered the village, I was stunned for a moment.

The potholed road is smooth and clean.

The houses are still those thatched houses.

But the inside and outside of the courtyard are very clean.

Suddenly patches of wild flowers bloomed at the base of every fence.

Some of the fences have green willow branches inserted into them.

The village is still the same village, but it suddenly feels a little more poetic.

Ji Lao blinked his eyes.

The jeep stopped at the entrance of the brigade.

Then he saw Chu Zizhou.

Chu Zizhou greeted him with a smile. Ji Lao also said with a rare smile: "Young man, it's not bad. It didn't embarrass your grandfather. This village is getting better and better."

Chu Zizhou also just finished patrolling on his bicycle.

For some reason, I felt that the Erdao River, which had been planted with wild flowers and paved the road, suddenly changed.

He himself felt amazing.

Hehe smiled. Everyone likes to hear praise, but he still said modestly: "I still have a lot that I haven't accomplished, and I'm working hard."

Then he said that he would also like to thank Xiao Nuan for his many opinions.

Mr. Ji nodded understandingly.

No wonder.

It has to be said that the appearance of the village has changed drastically after such renovations.

Ji Lao took Yingying to Lao Song's house.

Old Songtou didn't go anywhere today.

Mr. Ji called me in the morning and said he would come over later and go fishing together.

Old Songtou made preparations in advance.

I still have a small amount of goods at home.

Song Liang drove a carriage to take Xia Guilan to sell goods. Old Mrs. Song meant to exercise each one.

Mrs. Song and Lian Xiang prepared lunch at home.

Song Yunuan said that she was not an outsider, so she didn’t need to spend too much money. When she came to the countryside, she could eat country food.

Mrs. Song curled her lips, what kind of country charm?

To put it bluntly, it is a meal cooked in a big iron pot in rural areas.

She heard that electricity and gas were used for cooking in the city, and the rice cookers were not big, but she felt that the wood-fired rice had no aroma.

When people arrived, Asheng took Yingying to play with the children in the village.

Before fishing, Mr. Ji saw that he and Song Yunuan were alone, so he took out a rectangular wooden box from his bag and handed it to Song Yunuan and said, "There are instructions inside, just follow the instructions."

Song Yunuan took the box.

After opening it, I saw a piece of paper inside with ten pills placed side by side.

It turned out to be for my uncle to eat.

Although my brother-in-law is not unable to see the sun, the way he sees it is different from others.

There was a skylight in the place where he lived, which was controlled by the guards. It would be opened every day, and a beam of light would shine through.

Shangguan Heng is cruel and inhumane. Once my uncle resisted, not opening the skylight would be one of the punishments.

Later, it became even more intermittent.

It's different from people who grow up normally.

These pills are specially designed to replenish my uncle's health.

Song Yunuan's eyes were smiling: "Second Grandpa, did you cook this all night?"

Ji Lao waved his hand nonchalantly: "Go put the medicine box away and go fishing with us."

Song Yunuan felt warm in her heart.

No need to say any words of thanks, she happily placed the pill box in her bedroom.

Her bedroom is beautiful and tidy.

There is a can on the desk with a handful of wild flowers in it.

Song Yunuan followed her grandfather and others to fishing with her backpack on her back.

Also going together was Chu Zizhou.

Ah Sheng Yingying played various games with a group of children. When they went out, they were playing the second game.

The children are divided into two teams.

Standing in a row holding hands.

Then they shouted one after another, just like they sang to folk songs: "Grain, haystack, horse lotus knife, let me choose your soldiers and horses..."

It feels like this is a game played by children from all over the country.

There was no Internet at this time, but it never affected the popularity of the game.

Yingying originally grew up in the village, and she and the children immediately hit the same spot.

Ji Lao was also relieved that Yingying would play with them. Song Yunuan carried the fish basket and Chu Zizhou carried the horse, walking towards the river talking and laughing.

As Chu Zizhou walked, he said that his grandfather had called in the morning and asked if he could weave some corn leaf insoles.

He also told Lao Songtou that the purchasing director of the First Department Store called him and said that he wanted to order 10,000 straw hats. Can the work be completed in half a month?

Song Yunuan said: "You are so busy and you still have time to go fishing, why don't you hurry up and go to the meeting."

Chu Zizhou said: "I just received the call and am going to discuss it with Uncle Song..."

Ji Lao stopped and said, "Wait a minute, what did you call me brother?"

Chu Zizhou's face suddenly turned red.

Song Yunuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Chu Zizhou glared at her and said hurriedly: "Slip of the tongue, it's Grandpa Song. I'll discuss the corn leaf insoles with Grandpa Song."

Lao Songtou was speechless.

If this guy wasn't a pretty good guy, he would have knocked him down with a cigarette bag and a pot.

He said: "It's hard to get corn leaves now. I never thought about weaving insoles before. Basically, all the corn leaves that can be burned are burned, and most of the ones that are not burned cannot be used."

Chu Zizhou sighed sadly.

"Then we can only wait until autumn. Fortunately, the hat has been knitted in advance. It can be completed in half a month."

Old Songtou said happily: "I have saved more than five hundred."

Chu Zizhou said: "It's okay to have more. Director Ba said the minimum number is 10,000. The more straw hats for ladies, the better."

Song Yunuan: "My grandfather knits basically women's hats. By the way, I have a suggestion. Do you want to hear it?"

Chu Zizhou: "Listen!"

Song Yunuan: "We don't have to use corn leaves to weave insoles. We can also use straw, such as urala grass on the hillside or in the depressions. We don't care about quantity, so we go the custom-made route."

Chu Zizhou looked at Song Yunuan, why are there so many things in your head?

At the same time, the Xia family in the northern capital.

Xia Bowen received a call from the person sent.

Everything goes well, we can arrive in Beidu tomorrow night.

Xia Bowen wanted to ask something, but couldn't.

The people over there were his confidants. After thinking about it, he still said with difficulty: "His health is not very good."

Xia Bowen's eyes were full of anger.

They say you can’t look at the Buddha without looking at the monk’s face. For his sake, you can’t treat his son like this.

Could it be that he gave them the illusion that the Shangguan family, except those born by Shangguan Yunqi, were all pigs and dogs?

Xia Bowen put down the phone.

Xia Ming stood haggardly at the door of the study: "Dad, my mother won't surrender. If I force her again, she will commit suicide!"

Xia Bowen looked at Xia Ming with a serious look: "What do you think we should do?"

Xia Ming grabbed a handful of hair.

Knowing what happened to Xia Xindong, he knew very well that unless Xia Xindong was extremely kind and could ignore past grudges, he would never let go of the Shangguan family.

But he still asked tentatively: "Dad, if he wants to take revenge, how do you think he will take revenge? What evidence can he have in his hand? Also, if we say hello in advance, will anyone accept it?"