Reborn 1980: A poisonous wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 553 I'm Not Looking For Ancestors
After paying nearly 30 yuan for the call according to the number displayed on the meter, Anya smiled:

"Auntie, this is a white lie. If I don't say that, my mother won't have a good rest. She just wants to earn more money for me. If she is exhausted, I won't feel sorry for her."

This rhetoric is very explanatory, and the housekeeper aunt immediately accepted it, and said with emotion: "I think it's better to have a daughter, it's so considerate to have a daughter..."

Anya said goodbye to her with a smile, and hurried back to the dormitory before turning off the lights.

Auntie Suguan closed the door, counted the money in the drawer, and stacked them one by one.

The phone bill I received today was quite a lot, it was around forty yuan, but most of it was paid by Anya.

Aunt Su Guan thought about how Anya took out the 30 yuan to pay the phone bill without blinking, and couldn't help but feel a little strange:
"Xiao An, what do you do at home? It looks like you don't need money... Maybe it's a trivial matter if you don't have money. It's probably to prove to her mother that she is very capable, so she went to work in Dean Zhong's laboratory. Alright..."

Muttering a word, the dormitory aunt saw that the time was up, took out a big iron lock, walked to the big iron gate outside the girl's building and was about to lock the door, when someone shouted from afar:
"Auntie, wait! Wait for me to lock the door!"

A girl ran over at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, successfully entered the girl's building before the dormitory aunt put the lock on, thanked her in a hurry, and ran into the dormitory with a big wave.

Auntie Suguan locked the lock with a "click", smelling the scent of fragrance and alcohol remaining in the air, she shook her head slightly:
"This Yang Xuejuan looked like an honest kid in her freshman year, why did she like to run outside in her sophomore year?

Not to mention that her hair is permed into a chicken coop, she goes to some disco every night and drinks, and luckily she is the only one in her dormitory now..."

Yang Xuejuan is a sophomore in the School of Pharmacy. She found a temporary job during the summer vacation, but stayed in school and did not go home. Now she is the only one living in the dormitory, and the other students will not come here until the start of school.

There was no one else in the dormitory, so Yang Xuejuan was very relaxed. She fetched water and washed up casually. Seeing that the light in the dormitory was off, she took out a candle and lit it up, and sat in front of the mirror to comb her hair.

According to the custom handed down from my hometown, before going to bed, use a comb to run through the hair a hundred times, and the hair will be black and shiny, without fear of hair loss, and the ends of the hair will not be split.

Because of this habit, her grandma still has black and shiny hair, so even though she has permed her hair, Yang Xuejuan insists on this habit meticulously.

After finishing her hair, she shook her head lightly, seeing her curly hair shaking like waves, Yang Xuejuan smiled with satisfaction.

One summer vacation, she spent nearly a third of the wages paid for washing dishes by a helper.

You really get what you pay for, the barber's skills are really good, this hair is curly and beautiful, very flexible, not as rigid and ugly as others' perms.

When she was dancing disco in the ballroom today, it was because of her thick, wavy hair that suddenly attracted Wei Shaoping's attention.

Recalling the scene where Wei Shaoping took advantage of the dim lights on the dance floor and danced with his arms tightly against his face, it seemed that Wei Shaoping's hot breath was still spraying on his face, and the whisper of "you are so beautiful" still echoed in his ears side……

Yang Xuejuan gently covered her hot face, and glanced in the mirror.

Although the candlelight was not bright, the girl's eyes in the mirror were shining brightly, her brows were shy, and she was strangely affectionate, with a kind of amazing beauty.

Yang Xuejuan felt that her heart was beating faster and faster. After living for 20 years, she suddenly understood what it means to feel a heartbeat tonight...

Two streets away from Beijing University, the dance hall tonight's exciting time has passed. At this moment, the lights are dimmed, and lingering dance music is playing, making couples hug each other and rock slowly on the dance floor.

He Yi was hugging An Xiaoyue tightly and slowly turning around on the dance floor. He didn't know whether he was shaking slowly or rubbing against each other. When he looked up and saw Wei Shaoping who was sitting on the booth got up to leave, he hurriedly dropped An Xiaoyue. Xiaoyue rushed over:
"Brother Wei, why did you leave?"

Wei Shaoping kept walking, fiddling with the lighter in his hand: "Why are you sitting here if you don't leave, it smells like sweat."

Yao Yuanjun, who stood up behind him, gave a strange smile: "He Yi, you have a horse to hug you, so of course you don't want to leave."

He Yi chased after him and laughed together: "It's not easy, I asked Xiaoyue to dance a few songs with Brother Wei—"

Wei Shaoping waved his hands casually: "Come on, I won't ask you to let the horse out."

Yao Yuanjun followed suit: "That's right, whoever Ping fell in love with, Gougou pointed out, the girl surnamed Yang just now is much more punctual than He Yi and you, she is still from Beijing University, don't you just want to slap her?" Follow me Ping brother!"

"That's right, Brother Wei, but this!" He Yi gave a thumbs up and looked at his watch, "Brother Wei, I know there's a good supper nearby, how about I invite you to go over and have a chat before blowing it up?" How many beers?"

Yao Yuanjun glanced at He Yi, then smiled and said, "Yeah, Brother Ping, what are you doing going back so early, why don't you save He Yi's face, let's go drink two more bottles and eat something?"

After dancing for a while just now, and now I am a little hungry, Wei Shaoping thought about it, and nodded graciously: "OK, let's go."

He took out the car key from his trouser pocket and threw it directly to Yao Yuanjun: "Junzi, help me get the car out."

"Okay, Brother Ping, I'll drive the car over right away." Yao Yuanjun grabbed the car keys with his hands, hooked He Yi's shoulders to pick up the car.

An Xiaoyue had been paying attention to the movement here, seeing that He Yi seemed to be leaving, she hurried up to meet him: "Brother Yi——"

He Yi casually pointed outside: "Xiaoyue, wait there for me to pick up the car."

Like Wei Shaoping, he also came here by motorcycle. Both of them parked their cars in the yard of a nearby unit, not parked together with the bicycles on the sidewalk outside.

Yao Yuanjun hooked He Yi's shoulders hard, and lowered his voice a little bit: "I said He Yi, why are your eyesight getting worse and worse, this girl... the earthy smell on her body hasn't faded yet, so you Appreciate it?"

The girls in Kyoto are now dressed in a foreign style, and the girls from other places can't escape the rustic taste of a small country in the eyes of the people in Kyoto.

He Yi grinned: "Those big girls are foreign, but all of them are so proud that their jaws are lifted to the sky, so they still want me to marry in? I'm not looking for ancestors!

Although I'm a bit of a badass now, I'm a serious college student who passed the exam from Yu Province. He's gentle and obedient, easy to coax, and I can do everything by myself..."

Yao Yuanjun laughed wretchedly: "I understand, I understand, if you don't go to Sichuan if you are young, if you don't stay out of Sichuan..."

Looking at Yao Yuanjun with an indescribable and understanding look, He Yi said in a low voice: "Brother Jun, Brother Wei, you can help me speak more kindly for a while..."

(End of this chapter)