The Cannon Fodder of Time Traveling in the 90s

Chapter 605

An Ping breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't know what to say, so she nodded silently.

When Zhou Wen'an looked up again, he only saw her side face, which was gentle and tough.His heart moved, "An Ping, go back and pack up all the textbooks at home, and study them secretly. The current national policy is good, and it will definitely be useful in the future." He felt that such a good girl should not be buried in such a place. In his village, he should not be abused like that by his family members.

"Can you still study?" An Ping looked at him in surprise.

"Yes, as long as we work hard, we will definitely be able to study. When the country needs us in the future, we will be of great use."

Looking at Zhou Wen'an's firm eyes, An Ping slowly lowered her head, hiding the extravagant hope in her heart.

She wants to study and be successful, and the distance between Zhou Wen'an and Zhou Wen'an will become less and less in the future.

In the following days, after An Ping finished her housework every day, she secretly read books, and when cooking under the stove, she also took out her books to review.When I encountered something I didn't understand, I would ask Zhou Wen'an when I was doing laundry the next day.

She is not good at math, but Zhou Wen'an is good at it. He can often come up with several solutions just by mentioning it.

During more and more contacts, Zhou Wen'an looked at An Ping with more and more fiery eyes.He felt himself falling in love.He fell in love with a simple country girl.

But after thinking about it, he was not sure whether he could marry An Ping, so he could only keep his thoughts in his heart.

Zhang Liang saw his intentions and secretly advised him, "If you like it, go out with her. This girl is pretty good. Let's talk about it. Let's talk about it after getting married. Who knows what will happen in the future. Are you going to wait all your life to go back to the city to get married?"

Zhou Wen'an hesitated, his mother would never allow An Ping to come in.

"If you go back later, how are you going to settle down with An Xiaomiao?"

Zhang Liang ate a peanut and said with a smile: "I can do whatever I want. If she gives birth to a son for me, maybe my mother will allow her to come in. If not, I have nothing to do."

Zhou Wen'an thought for a while, if he and An Ping got married in the countryside, but his family disagreed, wouldn't he want to abandon An Ping?In this way, he has harmed An Ping.Thinking of how An Ping was beaten at home, he thought it was abhorrent to him.

In order to stop his dirty thoughts, Zhou Wen'an began to distance himself from An Ping, and stopped washing clothes by the river.

When he went to work in the field, he knew that An Ping was standing and watching him from a distance, and he felt uncomfortable, but he still resisted not responding to An Ping.

Perhaps it was Zhou Wen'an's attitude that made An Ping quit. In the next few months, Zhou Wen'an basically never saw An Ping.

Until one day, after Zhou Wen'an learned about An Ping from Zhang Liang, he couldn't sit still anymore.

It turned out that An Ping's mother had told her about a marriage, which was normal in the first place. The eldest girl has reached her grade, so it's time to say kiss.Previously, Liu Anping, the big girl, was also because the youngest in the family didn't grow up. Now that the sons in the family are all grown up, there is no need for her.So I told about my in-laws.

But everyone in the village knew that the man Anping's mother told him about was an old man who was almost 40 years old, and he was crippled. It was said that his wife had been beaten to death.

Such a family, if the girl is married, what kind of life can she live.

After Zhou Wen'an heard the news, he was very angry, and he didn't dare to go to An Ping, thinking about it over and over all night.When I closed my eyes, I dreamed of An Ping's face, and dreamed that she was beaten after she got married.

Early the next morning, Zhou Wen'an woke up and ran to An's house without even thinking about breakfast.

(End of this chapter)