Flash marriage 70s officer, I rely on my heart to eat melons and mess up

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Shen Zhou didn't care about that. He quickly caught an old hen. When he stretched out his kitchen knife, the chicken's blood splattered everywhere.

When Zhao Chunlan saw that one of the chickens was killed, her eyes turned red with anger. She had no way to deal with Shen Zhou, so she transferred her anger to Shen Yuebai: "You broom star, if it weren't for you, Zhou Zhou wouldn't follow me." It’s all you who are centrifugal, why don’t you die!”

Before Shen Yuebai could get angry, Shen Zhou threw the kitchen knife in his hand to the ground with a clang. He rushed to Zhao Chunlan with the dying chicken: "Don't scold my brother, my brother is a soldier who protects our home and country.

Without soldiers like them playing the vanguard, how could you have such a peaceful life?

He defends the motherland and I protect him.

No one is allowed to bully him! "

When Zhao Chunlan saw Shen Zhou looking like he was about to eat someone, she started to cry loudly: "Why is my life so miserable! Oh God, I don't want to live anymore..."

Shen Zhou didn't want to hear this: "It's a shame to cry!"

Zhao Chunlan also wanted Shen Zhou to sympathize with her, but as soon as he said these words, she lost all emotion.

She wiped away her tears and said disheartenedly: "I want to see how much you, the big brother, can help you?"

Shen Zhou sided with Shen Yuebai, not because he wanted to gain benefits, but simply because he felt that being a soldier was not easy and he deserved respect: "After I got my high school diploma, I took the factory exam. If I didn't succeed in one try, I had to take it several times. , will always pass.”

Zhao Chunlan felt that Shen Zhou's thinking was too simple: "You have no relatives in the factory, and you don't even have a chance to register. How can you take the exam?"

Shen Zhou was fifteen years old and a freshman in high school in the town. When he first took the exam, he got in by accident.

However, he has great stamina, his grades in high school have always been very good, and his teachers like him very much.

He said that when he graduates, he will help him keep an eye on the recruitment of students in the factory.

"It's none of your business."

Zhao Chunlan wanted to take care of it, but couldn't, so she simply went back to the house and lay down, out of sight.

As soon as Zhao Chunlan left, Shen Yuebai said, "Isn't it wrong for you to be so angry with your mother?"

Shen Zhou said nonchalantly: "There's nothing wrong with her. Brother, don't hate my mother. She's not very smart."

Shen Yuebai: "..."

Zhao Chunlan has such a biological son, and she is not angry to death because she is determined!

Shen Zhou raised the chicken in his hand: "Brother, you go sit in the room, and I'll pluck the chicken and stew it."

Although Shen Zhou is sometimes unreliable, his cooking skills are quite good.

The stewed meat is tender, juicy, and delicious, leaving you with endless aftertaste.

Shen Zhou brought out a bowl and said, "This bowl is for my sister-in-law to eat. You can send it over."

It was the first time that Shen Yuebai looked at Shen Zhou and said, "Well, I'm your sister-in-law, thank you!"

Shen Zhou smiled naively: "No, no, a sister-in-law is like a mother!"

Shen Yuebai: "..."

This is not your attitude towards your mother!

Smelling the fragrance, Zhao Chunlan got up and ran to the main room. She didn't see the chicken on the table, so she ran to the kitchen again.

I saw a small bowl of chicken on the stove.

It's full of chicken heads, necks, and butts.

Zhao Chunlan's chest rose and fell with anger: "Shen Zhou, where did the chicken go?"

Shen Zhou came out of another room: "I left some for San Mao, and I ate the rest."

Zhao Chunlan wanted to strangle this traitor to death: "Are you pigs? A chicken as big as this only has this little left?

Is it hidden? "

Shen Zhou shook his head: "No, my brother and I each had a bowl, and I asked him to give a bowl to my sister-in-law. Mom, I have left enough for you, so don't be too little!"

Zhao Chunlan had an expressionless face: "Where are the chicken breasts! Where are the chicken legs? Why did you only leave me the chicken head, neck, and butt?"

"You didn't often say before, do you like eating these?" Shen Zhou looked puzzled: "Have you forgotten what you said?"

Zhao Chunlan's memory of her death came back to life. She ate chicken during the New Year and gave all the good stuff to her two sons. She only ate chicken heads and necks, and told them that she liked to eat them.

She didn't expect her son to remember it so clearly. Should she be happy or sad?

Zhao Chunlan could only bear the pain and sorrow by herself. She held her breath and said, "Then we can't give it to Xu Jiajia?"

Shen Zhou asked, "Why can't you give it away?"

Zhao Chunlan knew that she couldn't explain it to Shen Zhou, so she stopped talking. She picked up the bowl and divided half of the chicken neck out: "Leave the rest for your father to eat."

…

The wedding day.

The Xu family is particularly lively.

Several family members who were close to Mrs. Xu came to help.

Their hands never stopped and their mouths were never idle.

"I heard that Jia Jia Jie

Is it possible to still live at home after marriage? "

Mrs. Xu smiled with a smile on her face: "Yes, yes, Xiao Shen's army has no vacant houses. He asked Jiajia to live at home for a while and wait for a good house to be applied for before joining the army."

"Oh, you are not marrying your granddaughter, you are obviously marrying your grandson-in-law!"

Mrs. Xu was afraid that Shen Yuebai would feel uncomfortable when she heard this, and her smiling face instantly faded: "Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Shen is marrying, not marrying, but his situation is different, so he will live in the Xu family first."

Mrs. Liu, who lives next door, also helped to chime in: "Yeah, don't spread this word. Young people want to save face and don't like to be a door-to-door son-in-law."

"It doesn't matter whether he is a son-in-law or not, Jiajia has made money anyway. Xiao Shen is more than a little better than the guy named Song. Many people are trying to make plans for him, but he has pushed them all away."

"Old lady Xu, your Jiajia family is lucky. If it hadn't been for falling into the water, Xiao Shen would have rejected it. In the final analysis, it's fate."

Mrs. Xu admitted that Shen Yuebai was partly responsible for agreeing to the marriage, but not entirely.

A person's mouth may lie, but his eyes cannot.

As long as Jiajia is around, Xiao Shen's eyes will always fall on her.

Xiao Shen!

He likes Jiajia.

…

Shen Dazhu always thought that the banquet was held at the Shen family.

He waited and waited, but no customer came.

Later I found out that it was done at the Xu family.

Generally speaking, only the son-in-law who comes to the house will hold a banquet at the woman's house.

This time, he was really angry.

His good son turned out to be his son-in-law.

Who can bear this!

Zhao Chunlan also knew about this, and she gloated: "I told you that I couldn't marry Xu Jianguo's daughter, but you still didn't believe it. Now it's better, and my son belongs to someone else!"

Shen Dazhu ignored her and ran to Xu's house angrily: "Shen Yuebai, come out!"

When Shen Yuebai heard the voice, his face instantly darkened. He walked out of the room and said expressionlessly: "If you come to send blessings, I welcome you. If you come to cause trouble, don't blame me for denying you as my father."

Shen Dazhu pointed at Shen Yuebai tremblingly: "You, you..."

Shen Zhou was afraid that the Xu family would be too busy, so he asked for leave and came to help. When he saw Shen Dazhu looking for trouble, he immediately pushed Shen Dazhu out: "Dad, today is a good day for big brother, can you be more sensible?"

Shen Dazhu's eyes were red with anger, and he pointed at himself: "You say I'm ignorant? He has become his son-in-law, why can't I object?

I was wrong before, and I have reflected on it. He can't always hold on to the past, right? "