Back to 80s: Hot wife goes crazy

Chapter 85 Teacher Yan lost his vest
Tang Xueli pressed Yan Shouzhen onto the stool, looked down at him, and stared into his eyes for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Yan Shouzhen's voice was muffled by the mask, but it was still very clear.

Tang Xueli took another hat from the bed and put it on Yan Shouzhen's head.

At this moment, his face only revealed a pair of beautiful eyebrows and a pair of bright eyes.

Yan Shouzhen's eyes were full of doubts, and his peripheral vision suddenly glanced at the daily newspaper spread out on the table.

In the lower right corner of the front page, Yan Jingshu's signature is eye-catching.

Yan Shouzhen: "..."

It was getting dark, and the evening breeze blew into the house, but it was not cool.

Tang Xueli gently took off his hat and the mask on his face.

She looked into his eyes and said softly, "Reporter Yan?"

Yan Shouzhen's scalp felt numb and his eyes subconsciously averted.

"You are Yan Jingshu." Tang Xueli said firmly, but she wanted to hear him confess in person to confirm this fact.

Yan Shouzhen's throat became tight.

Tang Xueli couldn't help but smile when she saw the confused and confused look on his face, "You're not Yan Jingshu, so you still don't dare to admit it?"

Yan Shouzhen didn't say anything.

"Why don't you dare to admit it?" Tang Xueli didn't quite understand what he was thinking, "It's not like you were discovered as an undercover agent in my place."

Yan Shouzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and his facial muscles finally relaxed a little.

"What's going on? Can you tell me something?"

How can a 1.8 meter tall man be so tough!

Tang Xueli stuffed the newspaper into her schoolbag, turned around and left, "I'm going home."

"Wait." Yan Shouzhen reached out to pull Tang Xueri's wrist, but missed the right spot and grabbed her hand directly.

She glanced at their joined hands.

His palms were moist and a little cold.

And her palms were warm and soft.

He didn't let go, just held her hand.

"I am Yan Jingshu, a reporter and commentator for a daily newspaper."

Tang Xueli paused and said, "Don't use such force, the wound will bleed again later."

Yan Jingshu immediately let go of his hand, "I'm sorry, does it hurt you?"

"I'm not an enamel doll." Tang Xueli patted him on the shoulder, "Journalist Yan, please take good care of me in the future."

Yan Jingshu smiled, "That's easy to say."

Tang Xueli took out the White Rabbit toffee he had given her before from her pocket, peeled off the wrapper and put it into her mouth, "Yan Shouzhen got a good name."

"This is my grandfather's name." Yan Jingshu said proudly, "My grandfather is a reporter, a very, very good reporter."

Tang Xueli said: "You are also an excellent reporter and a very powerful commentator."

"Do you often read the daily newspaper? Have you read my comment articles?" If Yan Jingshu had a tail, it would have been wagging crazily by now.

"Yes." Tang Xueli nodded, "I won't miss a single chapter."

Yan Jingshu was stunned, "Really?"

Tang Xueli: "Fake."

Yan Jingshu: "..."

The room was quiet for a few seconds, and Tang Xueli asked him: "Why didn't you admit it just now?"

"Uh..." Yan Jingshu thought for a while and said, "It feels like a piece of clothing that has been worn for a long time was taken off at once without any psychological preparation. It's a bit... scary."

Tang Xueli wanted to roll her eyes.Why, does she still need to arrange a notice for him to make him mentally prepared?

Still scared?
"As a reporter, it's not very good for you to panic so easily."

Yan Jingshu blinked and said, "You still have to work hard. If you exercise, you should be able to bear it."

In fact, only when he was in front of her, his mood would occasionally have inexplicable and unpredictable ups and downs.

In other places, when facing other people, he has always been quite calm and calm, able to move freely and control the overall situation.

The two came to Limin Restaurant and ordered sweet and sour pork ribs, ground three delicacies, fish-flavored eggplant and a basket of steamed buns.

Tang Xueli slowly gnawed on the ribs and said, "You dressed up as a excrement collector to investigate the murder of two excrement collectors, right?"

"..." Yan Jingshu just picked up the bun and took a big bite, and immediately paused, "Can we not mention this matter while eating?"

"Oh..." Tang Xueli nodded understandingly, "Okay, you can continue eating."

Yan Jingshu asked her, "How do you plan to spend the holidays?"

"Selling braised vegetables, practicing boxing, running, and reading." Tang Xueli thought for a while and added: "Help my mother buy goods and look at the stalls, and then go see my eldest sister."

"You have an eldest sister?" Yan Jingshu heard this for the first time.

"Well, she's already married." Tang Xueli went to see Tang Yuanyuan, but the eldest sister didn't want her family to know that she was not doing well, so she acted like she was rejecting people from thousands of miles away, and was very indifferent to her younger sister who came to visit her.

Tang Xueli understood her eldest sister, so she planned to give her more time.

Before, she had to go to school and prepare for exams, and the troubles in the courtyard had not yet been resolved, so she did not interfere too much in her eldest sister's life.

Now that the college entrance examination is over, this summer vacation, she plans to completely solve her eldest sister's troubles.

"Is your mother's stall business going well?" Yan Jingshu asked.

"It's okay." Tang Xueli put the clean bones aside and took another piece from the plate to continue chewing.

"That's good." Yan Jingshu looked towards the kitchen and said, "Your second sister is working as a chef here. She seems very happy."

Tang Xueli chewed the ribs seriously: "She is quite happy."

Yan Jingshu said: "You will definitely have no problems if you take the entrance examination to the Beijing Medical College of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"Yeah." Tang Xueli responded.

Yan Jingshu: "I think you might become the number one scholar in the capital."

"It doesn't matter." Tang Xueli didn't care about this.

Yan Jingshu ate four buns in a row and was finally satisfied. He took a bite of the food and said, "You're pretty good with chopsticks with your left hand."

Tang Xueli raised her eyes and looked at him: "You don't have to find a topic if you have nothing to say."

The two of them are so familiar with each other that it won't be awkward to eat quietly.

"..." Yan Jingshu just wanted to say something. He sighed softly and talked about the topic that Tang Xueli was interested in. "That time I didn't just pretend to be a manure collector. I really worked as one for more than a month. As a manure digger, I have to do whatever they do.”

Tang Xueli was amused by the grievance in his tone, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It is indeed very hard." Yan Jingshu said with a serious face: "This job is tiring and dirty, and you are also disliked. The stories of the excrement workers are particularly sad."

Tang Xueli stopped smiling, "Yes, they do do a very small but very great job."

Yan Jingshu put down his chopsticks.

Tang Xueli glanced at him: "Are you full?"

"Well, I'm full." Yan Jingshu saw that she was still chewing the ribs with relish, and felt a little incredible, "You can still eat after talking about such a thing?"

"Why can't you eat it? Just don't think too much about it." Tang Xueli finished eating all the ribs and started eating fresh ground vegetables and eggplant.

She remembered something and asked, "Is that you the person who wants to find the bald man to testify? The bald man is Fang Tiejun, the witness when Accountant Lin killed the two excrement workers."

　Yan Jingshu: It’s not easy to finally find my own name.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)