Rebirth cannon fodder rural daughter-in-law

Zhang Guilan felt angry in her heart. She looked up and saw Luo Jijun following him, and couldn't help but smile sarcastically. She had been with the army for several months, and this was the first time that this man had entered her room.

Although he told himself to calm down in his heart, he still couldn't help but ridiculed the other party, "Hey, it seems that I really have to thank Shang Hong. Without her, I don't know when you would be able to step into my house.

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Luo Jijun's originally paralyzed face was now covered with a layer of frost by Zhang Guilan's words. He still restrained his fiery temper and said, "There is nothing between her and me. Don't think too much about it. I want to take care of you."

You will go out to train with the troops, and you should take care of yourself these few months."

"I don't have the brains. I never thought that these eyes could see it." Zhang Guilan originally wanted to get angry, but she felt that all the work she had done these days would be in vain. However, she was unwilling to get angry and finally cared.

The words came out of his mouth lightly, "The weather is cold and chilly. You should take care of yourself when you go outside. I knitted a sweater for you, so you can take it with you."

Recalling her last life, Zhang Guilan felt aggrieved. In fact, she felt inferior after marrying Luo Jijun. When Luo Jijun came to Zhang's house, Zhang Guilan hid in the back room and peeked. All the men in the village were soft. Luo Jijun had been in the army like this.

She is a man who has a touch of masculinity, so even though her family asked Luo Jijun to marry her as a way of repaying his kindness, she might not be happy, but she still looked forward to it.

But who would have thought that Luo Jijun was so drunk that night that she hated her, and she couldn't care less about liking it. Later, she had a big fight with her mother-in-law and father-in-law. Faced with Luo Jijun's indifference, the ignorance she felt at the beginning was gone.

This can only be blamed on the fact that she has lived so long and has never learned how to behave, and only knows how to act mischievously, otherwise she would not have ended up like that. After reviving her life, she always told herself that she could not go back.

He took out the sweater that he had knitted early in the morning from the cabinet and handed it to Luo Jijun. "You want to go out. There must be a lot of things in the team that have not yet been explained. You can go to the team to use it for breakfast."

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Zhang Guilan lowered her head and could only see Luo Jijun's chest, which was like a mountain. It would be a lie to say she didn't care. Thinking of Shang Hong pulling Luo Jijun but Luo Jijun didn't let go, Zhang Guilan felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Luo Jijun looked at the sweater in his hand, then looked at his irritable wife with her head lowered in front of him. His voice was cold and stiff, "I understand."

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Guilan cursed in her heart. Can't she say something nice? Even women can't coax him.

"This is ten yuan. If you don't have enough, go to the Li family across the street to borrow it. I'll pay it back when I get back." Luo Jijun took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

Zhang Guilan didn't say much. In fact, she needs money now. She has no job and relies on Luo Jijun to support her family. She can't get rich these days. Besides, she also understood the truth in her last life. No matter how much love a woman needs, she must first have her own career.

, Only in this way can we deserve love.

So now she needs money to start a business, even if it is a small business, she must at least get it started.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Zhang Guilan knew that Luo Jijun was gone. She sighed and sat back on the bed. While angry, she also stopped being so angry. One day she had to let Luo Jijun kneel under her pomegranate skirt.

Luo Jijun took the sweater and went directly to the ministry without wrapping it. People looked at him all the way. A few people who were close to him came over and took the sweater to see that the twisting part was made of white wool.

, matched with dark blue wool, not to mention how good it looks. They are all men in the military. They don’t care about these things on weekdays, so they are attracted to it.

"Jijun, my sister-in-law knitted this? It's better than the ones sold in shopping malls in the city." It was Battalion Commander Yang, Shang Hong's husband.

Yang Zongguo can be considered a prostitute, he is the second generation of the army, he has a good background and has never seen anything since he was a child. He said that if this sweater can be praised by him, it must be good.

"Jijun, I didn't expect my sister-in-law to have this skill. I'll teach my wife someday and ask her to knit one for me." The speaker was Political Commissar Huang from the third team.

There was nothing visible on Luo Jijun's face, "When we go out for training this time, some of the members of your third team are not very emotionally stable. Lao Huang, please look for an opportunity to talk to someone."

Luo Jijun always talked little, and when he spoke it was only for business. Those present did not think much about it, and the matter of the sweater was passed away.

But when several men present returned home that day, they all mentioned the sweater in unison, especially Yang Zongguo, who smiled and said, "Even though you come from the countryside, you have special thoughts. You should move around more on weekdays."

, don’t dislike others.”

"It's just a sweater to coax you men. If you get something else, why don't you go home and divorce your wife?" Shang Hong, wearing a white cotton long-legged and long-sleeved pajamas, was sitting in front of the mirror.

Apply ice cream on your face.

"You're a woman with a biased mind. This is a military compound, and we rarely form cliques. Do you know that this is an internal division?" Although Shang Hong's status is good, Yang Zongguo's background is not low.

If we really talk about superiority, Shang Hong is even lower than Yang Zongguo. Although Shang Hong's father is also in the army and is not a low-ranking officer, he is just a political commissar and is in charge of civil affairs. However, Yang Zongguo's father holds military power in his hands. Naturally,

Not as good as the other party.

"Okay, I'm not good. I'm going to cause a split. You can find whoever is good." Shang Hong threw the wooden comb in his hand and turned away.

Yang Zongguo also looked bad. He had already taken off his clothes, got up and put on his clothes, and went directly to live in the team. The two of them were introduced to each other by their families. They had only been married for three years and had no children. As time went by, such a little

There were more and more quarrels.

Both of them were spoiled children at home. Who was willing to give in to the other? When they had conflicts, they would often stay cold for months. Yang Zongguo stood under the tree and took a long puff of cigarette, regretting why he had listened to it in the first place.

The person introduced by my family got married.

From a distance, he watched a dark figure walking past, getting closer and closer. After seeing the fat figure clearly, Yang Zongguo felt less unhappy and said hello, "Sister-in-law."

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