80 military doctor's little wife

"He confessed to me that he was gay, he became too..."

Zhang Yong'an's whole face was green. He bit his teeth, but found Tang Yuxin at another table. While she was eating, she looked at her notes. She didn't eat much, but she read a lot of notes. When Zhang Yong'an stood up and wanted to pass, a girl walked directly over, and then they were talking, Tang Yuxin put his food in front of the girl. The girl picked up the chopsticks and ate them. The ribs, fish, meatballs and so on all went into the girl's stomach.

Zhang Yong'an licked his lips, but it turned out to be sweet. It just occurred to him that the pumpkin soup he had been splashed with just now was pumpkin soup. Damn, it's so delicious. Why is it used to splash people? It's too much money, isn't it?

And he went to the door, and then glared at Tang Yuxin.

That night, when he was dreaming, he had a strange dream that Tang Yuxin had become his girlfriend. He gave him all his money and the meat in his meal. She also helped him pay his tuition for his postgraduate education and study abroad. However, his life was just like a storm. Perfect can't be perfect any more.

But when he opened his eyes, he was still in the dormitory of the school. He was still sleeping in his upper bunk. The toothbrush on the desk had been used for two semesters, but he still hadn't changed it. The shoes on the ground are still old, not like the shining one in the dream. Besides, his socks are also washed several times. There is a hole in the socks, which obviously should be thrown away.

Other people in the dormitory went to class one after another, that is, only one of them was still immersed in the dream just now.

Until the bell rang in class, he was still sitting like this. The light from the outside came in through the window, and it also fell on his eyes, which were somewhat absent because of his eyes for a long time.

No one knows. At this time, a middle-aged couple is at the door of the girls' dormitory. If Tang Yuxin is there, he will recognize that the middle-aged couple is no one else, but Zhang Yongan's parents.

"Here, isn't it?" Zhang Fu pointed inside and asked.

"I think so. It's here." Zhang Mu is right again address, yes, not bad“ We have just asked, that is to say, here. "

"What do you think our son can find? As far as our son's appearance, study and character are concerned, he is a student of Qingda University. His future is limitless. Anyone who follows our son will enjoy happiness. " The more he said, the more proud he was.

"That's not true. My son is excellent." Zhang's mother raised her chin. "No matter who comes into our house, we must abide by our rules. All the money in the future has to be given to our son. How can a woman manage money in this world?"

"That's right," Zhang's father thought the same way, "since ancient times, men are the masters of the family, while women are the masters of the family. This woman's family will only lose money, and only men are the caretakers of the family. If all the money is wasted, how can we live in the future?"

"Didn't my son say that the woman has a house in Kyoto?" Zhang's mother asked Zhang's father in a low voice, "is that what she said?"

"It's true," father Zhang thought, "that's what my son said. There's a way to say it, but he didn't say much about how big it is."

"In the future, we should write our name on the house," Zhang's mother insisted on this point, but she still had to, "otherwise, there is no reason why my father-in-law and mother-in-law live in our daughter-in-law's house. Anyway, she depends on our son in the future, and it's not too much to write this name under our name."

Zhang's father nodded, which he totally agreed, but that's not the case.

"We're just a son of Yong'an, but we're going to give birth to girls in the future," he said, putting his hand behind him and lighting his toes.

This is not simple, Zhang Mu snorted, "isn't medicine very developed now? And then she'll be a doctor herself. If she's a daughter, she'll have to give birth to a son. "

Zhang's father keeps nodding. I think he agrees with his mother-in-law very much. Now that family planning is so tight, their family members are all passed on by three generations, so it's impossible to break the incense.

Anyway, they both understand that the future daughter-in-law must satisfy them.

Tang Yuxin comes out with her book in her arms. She plans to go to the canteen once. After dinner, she will go back to the siheyuan. Recently, there are fewer surgeries, because she is going to have an exam.

It seems that this year's Day is a little cold, now she is some cold hands, she put her hand in the mouth, but also to hand brother a mouthful of heat out.

Instantly, I feel my fingers warm.

And she suddenly remembered some pictures that she saw on TV. The man put the woman's hand on his mouth, so he constantly breathed heat on the woman's hand, and then put the woman's hand in his pocket,.

This kind of picture, really has the love.

If she meets such a man in the future, she thinks, she will marry.

She raised her face. As a result, when she saw a pair of middle-aged men and women standing at the door of the dormitory, her relaxed face was replaced by an unhappy resentment.

These are Zhang Yong'an's parents, who tortured her all her life.

She has to work, earn money, support their son and serve them both. At home, she does nothing like the Empress Dowager. She doesn't wash her socks and underwear. She sits on the sofa and watches TV every day waiting for dinner. She is busy with her work and can't work nine to five. She has to serve them when she goes back. In this way, but also every day to scold her, said she had a father, no father raised.

In their last life, they did no less harm to her. Why, what are they doing this time?

You're not coming to her again, are you?

But what does she have to do with Zhang Jia? Is it difficult that they still want to haunt her, follow her for a lifetime, and then harm her for a lifetime?

"Is that it?" Zhang's mother pointed to Tang Yuxin and asked, I see that the photo my son gave us seems to be like this.

"It doesn't seem so much like that," Zhang said with his mouth curled. "What do you want to do so freely? At first sight, she can't work. Is it difficult to let our son serve her? "

"No, my son doesn't serve people." How can mother Zhang let her baby son serve others? It's almost the same for others to serve her son.