Reborn 1980 Family with a Shrewd Wife

Chapter 1853 There is nothing to be afraid of

Chapter 1853 There is nothing to be afraid of
Zhang Changshui narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath, full of fighting spirit.

Huang Yaomei looked worried. Although she was ugly and paralyzed now, what if the other party's family was determined not to divorce?
Zhang Changshui carried her on his back again and walked towards the depths of the mountain. The fragrance of flowers burst out, and he suddenly felt very romantic.

"Sister Yao, sing me a song!"

Zhang Changshui looked back at Yaomei and smiled, his voice was clear and clear like the wind in the mountains, which lifted his mood.

"Okay, I'll sing to you Go Forward, Go Forward!"

Huang Yaomei put her arms around his neck and readily agreed. She has been in the propaganda team for three years and can sing any song.

The reason for choosing this song is because the two of them are going to fight a battle without gunpowder. This song can boost the morale of the two of them.

"Forward, forward, forward, our team goes forward"

"Standing on the land of the motherland."

Zhang Changshui also sang along, and the loud and clear voices of the two echoed in the valley. The birds in the mountains were all attracted and sang along with them.

"Changshui, do you see that, the place where the smoke rises is my home."

After climbing to the top of the mountain, Huang Yaomei pointed to the small village on the mountainside and said to Zhang Changshui.

At this time, the smoke from the kitchen is curling up, and it is the time for the farmers to cook.

There are two meals in the countryside, and cooking starts after three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Okay, there is a shadow, it will be soon."

Zhang Changshui took off his hat and wiped his sweat, then looked back happily at Yaomei.

His eyes are dark and bright. When he smiles, his eyes follow him. It makes people happy to look at him.

"Yes, we're home."

There was no smile on Huang Yaomei's face. Looking at the home where she grew up, she had the urge to run away.

"Yaomei, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Sensing that she wanted to escape, Zhang Changshui tightened his arms, looked at her firmly, and his clear voice reassured Yaomei.

She nodded vigorously, there was nothing to be afraid of, anyway, she had decided that if the family really disagreed with the divorce, she would elope with Zhang Changshui.

It was past four o'clock when the two arrived at Huang Yaomei's house. She had just finished eating and was clearing the table.

Huang Yaomei's family is a big family, and they all live in the same yard. The left and right wings are the homes of the elder brother and the second brother, and the main house is lived by the parents and the younger brother.

A group of children were running in the yard, one was crying, the other was making noise, and the other was making a fuss, looking like a mess.

Huang Yaomei's father ate and drank enough, lit a dry cigarette and squatted at the door to smoke, while her mother helped the second sister-in-law hold the newborn child.

The eldest sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law were clearing the dining table, while the eldest brother and the second brother were humming a ditty, sitting on the bench, watching the children flying around in the yard, and didn't care.

Huang Yaomei's little brother is not in the yard, and he doesn't know where he went?

Seeing such a big family, I did a preliminary count. There are more than ten people including adults and children. How much does it cost to eat?

Zhang Changshui was dumbfounded, his family was small, his two elder sisters were married, he was an only child, and he had no younger siblings, his parents would surround him when he returned home, it was very clean.

"Dad. Mom." Huang Yaomei called out in a low voice.

Yaomei's father who was squatting at the door suddenly stood up when he heard his daughter's voice.

The setting sun just dazzled his eyes, raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, and looked in the direction of Yaomei.

He saw a young iron-blooded man standing at the door of his house, carrying an ugly lesbian with the skin on his face like burnt, neither of whom he knew.

But that voice belonged to his niece, Yaomei?How is this going?

(End of this chapter)

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