Rebirth cannon fodder rural daughter-in-law

Shang Hong cried and said, but after hearing what Luo Jijun said last night, and seeing her like this again, Yang Zongguo just felt sick. They had been married for three years and he had never seen her cry before, or even call him such a kind name.

Husband, I called you now, but it was just to explain that incident. How ironic.

"Zong Guo, I know I didn't do well before. Now I finally understand what it means to realize that the other person is important after losing it." Shang Hong became more and more panicked as he spoke, because the other party didn't respond at all.

Shang Hong still lied. After the quarrel with Yang Zongguo, she had always felt a little alienated, but knowing that she was the one who caused the trouble that day, even though she lowered her head and admitted her mistake first, she still felt uncomfortable.

Yesterday, Yang Zongguo wanted to live a happy life with his husband. She resisted after seeing him several times and didn't understand, so she could only follow him. However, her mind flew to Luo Jijun and Zhang Guilan. She couldn't understand what was good about Zhang Guilan. Seeing Luo Jijun for

Zhang Guilan didn't even look at Milan. Shang Hong felt jealous in his heart. He and Milan were not as good as Zhang Guilan in any way. Luo Jijun only had eyes for Zhang Guilan.

She wanted to ask Luo Jijun what was so good about Zhang Guilan? Jealousy overwhelmed her, and she forgot that she was still 'working', so she called out the person's name, but when she realized it, it was already too late to end the matter.

Yang Zongguo didn't say a word, just watched Shang Hong cry. His calmness surprised him, and he realized that before he knew it, the feelings he had always thought had disappeared.

"Get up." Yang Zongguo didn't speak until Shang Hong knelt down, "So many things have happened in the past few days, which made me face the relationship between you and me again. It was me who thought about everything

It's so beautiful. You have said so much, and I know you also care about this marriage. But too many things have happened, and it is difficult for me to accept it for a while. During this period, I will move to the barracks first.

, the two of us should be quiet and think carefully about whether we need to cherish this marriage, or whether it would be good for both of us to separate."

"husband,,,"

"Let's go upstairs to eat at noon today. It's Guilan's birthday." Yang Zongguo avoided her. "I'll be there too."

"Yang Zongguo, what do you want from me? Are you willing to make everyone laugh at me?" Shang Hong roared, "If you don't let me have the honor to live, I might as well die now."

She rushed out of the house and ran to the balcony. Yang Zongguo and others rushed out and grabbed her, throwing her to the ground. "You want to make trouble again, right? You haven't made enough trouble yet, right? OK, you die, you wait for me."

You will die after you leave this house."

Yang Zongguo pulled off his coat and pants and took them out, then rushed out of the house and rushed downstairs. When he saw no one around him at the corridor, he put on his clothes. He took a deep breath and went to the team.

Shang Hong sat on the ground in embarrassment. Now her last resort was useless. So what should she do? What else could she do? She really didn't have the courage to die. She covered her face and cried loudly.

stand up.

Zhang Guilan was called downstairs by Luo Jijun at this time. He was given a bowl of hot soup noodles and two poached eggs, "Where did you get the noodles? Did you make them yourself early in the morning?"

"I bought it on the way back from the city yesterday." Luo Jijun, still wearing an apron around his waist, sat opposite and stared at Zhang Guilan.

"Why didn't you cook more? I can't eat it either. I'll give you half." Zhang Guilan started to get up but she stopped her.

"This is longevity noodles. You eat it first, and then I eat the rest."

Seeing that he was still sitting opposite and looking at her, Zhang Guilan felt a little stiff, but had to listen to him. She picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles first, then took a bite of the egg. Luo Jijun, who was opposite him, immediately acted like a child.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

Zhang Guilan nodded, "It's delicious."

"It's delicious." Luo Jijun said proudly, as if he believed in his craftsmanship.

But in Zhang Guilan's eyes, she felt that Luo Jijun was a child waiting to be praised. Every time he did something, he always hoped to be praised by adults. He was staring at a big bowl of noodles. How many times did Zhang Guilan eat?

I can't eat anymore.

Pushing the bowl in front of him, "You can eat."

"Why do you eat so little?" Luo Jijun immediately became anxious.

"I'm not hungry. I went to bed so late last night and worked hard again. I'm still a little sleepy now." Zhang Guilan told the truth.

She was still thinking about catching the man in front of her. Ruli thought that the day had been messed up by outsiders before she took any action. Zhang Guilan did not expect that the sad look flashing across her face would be caught by Luo Jijun.

, but thought wrongly.

"There will never be a next time." Luo Jijun suddenly said, but Zhang Guilan didn't understand what he meant, so he explained, "We will finish it next time the sky comes down."

There was a bang.

Zhang Guilan's face turned red and she spat at him, "Hurry up and eat the noodles, they will get cold soon."

He got up and ran back to the east room, folding the quilt while thinking about Luo Jijun's firm face just now, but what he said was that this man was indeed different from what he appeared to be and was hypocritical.

Luo Jijun felt happy when he saw his wife being shy. He gulped down a large bowl of noodles in just a few mouthfuls, and felt relieved. But he became even more happy. He just waited to save enough strength to win over his wife tonight.

In the kitchen, Luo Jijun had just finished washing the dishes when there was a knock on the door. It was Li Xuejun and his wife from across the door who came with their children in their arms. Zhang Guilan poked her head out of the east room and smiled and asked Jiang Zhi to carry the children into the house, while Luo Jijun and Li Xuejun went

to the study room in the West House.

"Sister-in-law, there was another commotion downstairs last night? My soldier was so frightened that he cried for half the night. You said you are living a good life, why can't you live it well?"

Zhang Guilan made the bed and said, "Sit down, I got up late today."

But he didn't take Jiang Zhi's words.

After the last incident, Zhang Guilan also slowly moved away from Jiang Zhi. She could just live with it on the surface, but people's hearts are unpredictable. Since she was stupid and was afraid of getting hurt, she just didn't want to have any further contact with him in the future.

Jiang Zhi also noticed Zhang Guilan's alienation, smiled and said no more. Fortunately, the door outside rang again, which did not make the atmosphere too awkward. This time it was Wang Li and Zhao Chunmei, both of whom came with them.

The children, especially the children of Zhao Chunmei's family, are seven years old and still have runny noses, and there is no mention of wiping them.

In this way, only Yang Zongguo and his wife were left to go downstairs. There was such a big commotion last night. No one in the courtyard knew about it. No one asked about it at this time, which made Jiang Zhirang more and more prominent.

Those little thoughts that people look down upon.

The more women there are, the more they talk. Especially Wang Li, who seemed to have won a prize, "Hey, sister-in-law, I heard yesterday that Camp Commander Luo's sister was here. Why didn't I see anyone?"

Nothing in the compound really escapes Wang Li's eyes. Zhang Guilan sometimes wonders if there are a few rats in each house. Wang Li also knows it clearly. I'm afraid she will also know if there is an extra gust of wind one day.

Bar?

After thinking about it, Zhang Guilan still smiled and replied, "Milan was hospitalized yesterday, and Lao Luo and my sister-in-law went there last night. They are good friends and grew up together. They feel like sisters, so they will stay there."

Take care of it.”

"Ah, what kind of disease is it?" When Zhao Chunmei asked, she specifically glanced at Wang Li beside her.

The fight between Wang Li and Milan had long been spread throughout the courtyard. When Zhao Chunmei saw Wang Li fawning over Zhang Guilan, she looked down on her. It was okay for her to come out to see people after such a quarrel.

He has no shame and is quite thick-skinned.

Zhao Chunmei seemed to be a smooth-talking person and the most thoughtful. She saw that Wang Li was having trouble with Shang Hong who came downstairs, so she turned around to fawn over Zhang Guilan now. She didn't want to think about what Zhang Guilan secretly said when she arrived at the compound.

She is the one who makes the most jokes about Zhang Guilan.

"Appendicitis." Zhang Guilan pretended not to notice that Zhao Chunmei was targeting Wang Li, "It's acute."

Wang Licai didn't take Zhao Chunmei seriously because she couldn't bear to be jealous of herself, "Hey, your family paid for this, right? When we came to Milan, your family spent a lot of money."

No woman would like a man who competed with her for her husband. Wang Li felt that she had made the right bet, so she went to Luo's house for dinner today.

"I really didn't ask Lao Luo about this. It doesn't seem to be him. He doesn't have much money on hand. The surgery fee plus medical expenses are at least five hundred. He can't afford such a large amount." Zhang Guilan heard Wang Li.

Having said this, I remembered this.

Luo Jijun came back in the middle of the night last night, and then he was anxious to do something. As a result, Yang Zongguo and his wife made a fuss until midnight. There was no chance to ask this. When he got up in the morning, the house was not tidied up, and these people were here.

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"Yeah, but I heard that the hospital requires you to pay a deposit before you can be admitted to the hospital." Wang Li looked ambiguous, "Milan won't have a boyfriend so soon, right? Oh my, if you can come up with such a large sum of money, your family will

The conditions must be very good. Besides, it’s a coincidence that your sister-in-law came just in time for surgery in Milan. Those who didn’t know better thought they had a good relationship.”

Anyway, Wang Li believes that as long as she says bad things about Milan, she won't offend Zhang Guilan no matter what she says.

Zhang Guilan didn't speak when she heard what she said. She just smiled lightly as a response. She naturally understood why Wang Li kept favoring her. She didn't think she was worth using. Otherwise, how could a profit-seeking person like Wang Li help?

Useless work.

Zhao Chunmei just pursed her lips and smiled, "Don't say that my sister-in-law's sister-in-law and Milan are like sisters. From what I see now, Wang Li is also like my sister-in-law's biological sister. She cares about her wholeheartedly."

This is not a compliment, it is too obvious to be offensive.

Wang Li took the braid in front of her and snorted coldly, "Some people are like that. They say grapes are sour when they can't eat them."

"It's because a crow falls on a pig and sees others being bad, but it can't see yourself being bad, right?" Zhao Chunmei is not a vegetarian either.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Zhang Guilan interrupted the two of them, "It's been so long since I came to the compound, and I haven't had a good gathering with you all. I'm on my way today."

It's my birthday, so I took this opportunity to get together. Otherwise, I would have to go over for an operation in Milan. How could I still gather at home? So you guys can all give me some face. What's going on in the past today?

Don’t even mention it, just be happy and come here to eat and drink.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is mine.

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ps: I’m on a train at around 2 o’clock in the evening. I’m still awake. I’m working on a manuscript. It’s still a hard seat. Help me. I need a seat for two nights and one day.