Rebirth cannon fodder rural daughter-in-law

Milan ran out of the residential building alone, then rushed out of the compound, and finally calmed down when he walked to the road. The wind hit his face like a knife. Looking at the fields, Milan looked confused, and then he realized that after running out,

She had nowhere to go.

But it felt embarrassing to go back like this, and in the end I could only wander outside the military area. The soldiers standing guard were like sculptures, motionless, ignoring Milan's existence, staring straight ahead, without even looking at her.

Milan tightened her tight clothes and ran out in a hurry. She only wore a coat, not even a hat or scarf. She didn't feel cold when she first came out, but after standing for a while, she felt that the cold was unbearable, and she looked forward to the door.

I glanced around the courtyard and saw that there was no one there. I smiled bitterly in my heart. Jijun was probably kissing me in the room with Zhang Guilan, so how could he think of her?

After some struggle, Milan finally couldn't stand the cold outside, so he went back in despair with his clothes tight on his clothes.

Standing outside the door, she knocked on the door for a long time before she heard footsteps inside. Zhang Guilan opened the door, saw Milan, and said with a smile, "When did you go out?"

Of course she knew when to go out. There was no need to show mercy to such a woman who was humiliating herself.

Milan smiled awkwardly and followed Zhang Guilan into the room. The warmth rushed towards her face, making her come to life again. Then she sat down on the chair and said, "Guilan, did you quarrel with Jijun again? In fact, Jijun's

You have a good temper and are very caring. Is the problem your fault?"

"You may have misunderstood this. There was no quarrel. I didn't close the door when I changed the door. He was jealous when he saw it. You also know how men..." Zhang Guilan pretended to slap her mouth, "Look at me, you are still

How can an unmarried girl know this? You will understand when you get married."

One sentence made Milan want to vomit blood.

Zhang Guilan ignored her and went directly to the kitchen. Seeing that Luo Jijun wanted to come back for dinner in the evening, there was also a piece of pork belly at home. Zhang Guilan chopped some sauerkraut. It turned out that this piece of meat was bought on the day Milan came, so Zhang Guilan kept it.

Just use it today.

"Put more meat, Jijun likes to eat meat." Milan was unwilling to give in and chased him to the kitchen, leaning against the door frame and giving instructions.

Zhang Guilan also raised her eyelids, chopping meat with the knife in her hand, "As long as a man falls in love with a woman, he will like whatever the woman likes. You don't understand."

"Guilan, what kind of clothes should I wear with the money Jijun gave me?" Milan looked Zhang Guilan up and down and said with a smile, "I forgot, you have always been quite fat, where can you wear it?

If I see any good-looking clothes, it seems like asking you is in vain."

With such vicious words, Milan was jealous in her heart. At this time, Zhang Guilan was obviously thinner. Although she looked fatter than the average person, it didn't make people feel fat, but plump, with breasts, hips, and a waist.

The black pants also make her legs look very slender. The black turtleneck sweater and the ponytail hanging up make her look more fashionable than the people in the city. What's more eye-catching is her temperament, standing there like a bud ready to bloom.

The flower bones are as fresh as a drop of dew in the morning light.

The ugly girl in the past has now become an eye-catching beauty. How can she not make people jealous? Milan attributed all this to marrying Luo Jijun. If she was the one who married Luo Jijun, then what she said now

The way you look is yourself.

Milan's eyes kept circling around Zhang Guilan until Luo Jijun came back, and then he calmed down. Luo Jijun's eyes lit up when he saw his wife dressed in black, and then his face became serious again when he thought about what happened in the afternoon.

"Jijun wash your hands and wait to eat dumplings." Milan held a rolling pin in his hand to show off.

Zhang Guilan smiled and said, "Don't pay attention to him, roll it out quickly, and let's eat early."

Previously, Zhang Guilan rolled out the dough by herself. As soon as she opened the door, Milan immediately picked up the rolling pin and made it look like she had been rolling out the dough.

"Okay." Milan glanced at Zhang Guilan proudly and rolled out the dough skillfully.

After washing his hands, Luo Jijun also came to the table and snatched the rolling pin from Milan's hand, "I'll do it."

The fire in Zhang Guilan's heart suddenly started to burn up. She put her chopsticks into the basin and said, "You guys do it, I'll boil the water."

Out of sight, out of mind, he hid in the kitchen angrily. Luo Jijun kept staring at his wife's figure, and didn't even look at him until he entered the kitchen. He felt a little disappointed, and he didn't know where he had offended his wife.

Absent-minded.

Milan was happy, "Jijun, I know you like to eat dumplings stuffed with pickled vegetables. When you came to my house, you ate two big plates by yourself."

"Milan, the work has been arranged. I'll take leave tomorrow to send you there." Luo Jijun interrupted Milan and even secretly glanced at the kitchen. Then he frowned after noticing what he had done.

"Okay, Jijun, I'm really sorry to trouble you. You don't need to ask for leave. I'll go there by myself." Milan bit his lip and lowered his head. He couldn't be happy anymore.

She could see that Jijun was afraid that Zhang Guilan would be angry.

"Don't worry, it's okay to take a day off." Luo Jijun thought it was better to make arrangements for Milan first and then have a good talk with his wife.

After returning to the army in the afternoon, he also thought a lot and found that there were many gaps between him and his wife, and it was time to untie these.

"The water is boiling." Zhang Guilan shouted from the kitchen.

Luo Jijun pulled up the curtain, "I'm going to cook dumplings."

As soon as the dumplings were cooked, Zhang Guilan rushed to Luo Jijun, "You go out and clear the table and get the bowls and chopsticks. I'll be here."

"I'll cook, you go and clean up." Luo Jijun said with his usual cold face.

He was obviously afraid that his wife would misunderstand him, but the way he said it made it difficult for anyone to tell.

Zhang Guilan didn't say much, took the rag and went out. After a while, he returned to the kitchen, took the dishes and chopsticks, and never came in again. Luo Jijun could see that his wife was really angry, and he only waited to explain in the evening.

Zhang Guilan learned the craftsmanship in the previous life. Although there is nothing in the dumplings, some things are just like that. Some people are born to cook deliciously. Luo Jijun once again saw his little wife's craftsmanship. Although his cold face has not changed much.

, but the faint glint in his eyes told people that he was in a good mood at this time.

Halfway through the meal, Yang Zongguo came to sit down as a guest, just in time to eat dumplings, so he was naturally invited to sit down and eat. As soon as the dumplings were in his mouth, Yang Zongguo raised his thumb and said, "Jijun, my brothers and sisters are really good at cooking. I have time to teach you."

Teach me what to do."

After saying that, he stuffed another dumpling into his mouth.

"But cooking some food is not as good as you said." He didn't admit it, but the smile on Luo Jijun's face showed that he was very happy at this time.

Yang Zongguo looked envious, "We eat a big pot of rice every day in the team, and when we get home, we still want to eat well. You are so lucky to have a younger brother and sister."

These words made Milan unable to sit still. Although he thought the dumplings were delicious, he couldn't swallow them in the end. He put down his chopsticks early and went into the room. Yang Zongguo frowned.

Then he asked Luo Jijun in a low voice, "I didn't say anything wrong, did I? Why do I feel so wronged?"

Luo Jijun changed the subject, "Have you made arrangements for tomorrow? I will trouble you about Milan."

"Don't worry, my team and I borrowed a car. After breakfast tomorrow, we will go into the city." Yang Zongguo suddenly remembered this and asked Zhang Guilan, "Do you want my brothers and sisters to go into the city together?"

"I won't join in the fun anymore. You can go and do your business." As soon as Zhang Guilan finished speaking, she felt a stream of heat flow out from below. She secretly screamed in her heart, fearing that her menstruation was coming.

He quickly put down his chopsticks and said, "You guys eat slowly, I've finished."

She said hello and went to the east room. First she took out the cloth belt from the cupboard. In fact, at this time, everyone was using toilet paper. She came from the countryside and still used cloth belts. This thing was so unhygienic.

, ignoring Milan, who was lying on the bed with his back, Zhang Guilan left the room and went to the bathroom.

Zhang Guilan's menstruation has always been irregular, and her stomach hurts every time she gets her period. After coming out of the bathroom, she can no longer hide the paleness on her face.

Yang Zongguo pushed Luo Jijun, "My brother and sister seem to be feeling unwell, please go over and take a look."

"For such a big person, she will make a sound when she is uncomfortable." Luo Jijun was trying to be brave, but he was also worried in his heart.

"Okay, I'll leave first." Yang Zongguo saw that this guy was a tough talker.

As soon as Yang Zongguo left, Luo Jijun got up and went to the west room. Looking at Zhang Guilan, who was lying on the bed with his back turned, he covered up his embarrassment with a cold voice, "Are you not feeling well?"

"Some, leave the table over there, I'll clean it up tomorrow." Zhang Guilan's stomach hurt, and she didn't want to move at all.

Luo Jijun didn't leave. Instead, he sat next to the bed and said, "What's wrong with you? I'll take you to the medical room for a checkup."

"Need not."

"You're already sweating. You're still being harsh. Get up." Luo Jijun touched it and was frightened by the sweat on Zhang Guilan's forehead. Seeing that the person was not moving, he stretched out his hand to pull it.

Only then did Zhang Guilan tell the truth, "I'm menstruating. If you get me a cup of hot water, I'll feel better."

Luo Jijun obviously didn't react yet. It wasn't until Zhang Guilan repeated it that he left the room with a red face and a panicked look. However, he was still the usual Camp Commander Luo with the nickname "King of Hell". [Dear friends, there are all kinds of votes.

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