80s: Daughter-in-law Is Sweet and Sassy (My 80's Wife Is Sweet And Cool)

"Weiguo!"

Gu Ye pushed the door open and came in, patting his butt affectionately.

"ah……"

Tang Weiguo screamed, and this slap almost killed him. Gu Ye was startled, and found the injury on his butt, and smiled with gloating, "Have you been shaved by your father? Did you mess around again outside? Target?"

"No, what are you here for?"

Tang Weiguo was not angry. The hatred for his wife was irreconcilable. He was a little upset now that he saw Uncle Gu, and his butt hurt even more.

Gu Ye turned down the sound of the TV, sat by the bed, thought for a while, and then said: "Weiguo, I have a friend, and he has encountered some emotional troubles recently."

"What's bothering you?"

Tang Weiguo became interested. He liked to hear this kind of emotional gossip the most. He didn't know which friend of Uncle Ye he was. Did he recognize him?

"That's what happened. My friend got married, but because the relationship wasn't there yet, he and his wife never slept together. He wanted to ask if there was any way to help him and his wife get along quickly." Gu. Ye asked quietly.

"Why get married if you don't have the right relationship? Is your friend robbing a girl?"

"Of course not. How could my friend be that kind of person? His wife has encountered some difficulties and needs marriage to solve them. My friend is naturally obligated. Please tell me if you have any good solutions."

Tang Weiguo didn't quite believe that any problem had to be solved by marriage. Uncle Gu regarded him as a three-year-old child.

Seeing that he refused to say anything, Gu Ye deliberately provoked him, "Is there nothing you can do? Forget it, you are a little kid, there is definitely nothing you can do. I'll ask other people."

As he stood up to leave, Tang Weiguo immediately shouted: "Who said I can't do anything? Hum, I can solve such a small problem casually."

He is a love expert with rich practical experience, this kind of thing is just pediatrics.

Gu Ye's eyes flashed and he sat down again, listening attentively.

Tang Weiguo asked: "How is the relationship between your friend and his wife?"

"It's good. His wife is also interesting, but she's still shy." Gu Ye felt that Chu Qiao also had feelings for him. When they hugged each other last night, Chu Qiao's face was red and her heart was beating very fast.

"That's easy to handle. If you are interested in your lover, it will happen naturally. If your friend wants to be quick, he has to be thick-skinned. Girls are thin-skinned. Men have to take the initiative. When they get married, they will definitely live together. Touch their little hands and kiss them. Kiss the little mouth, and if you do it a few times, you can go to bed."

Tang Weiguo spoke in an old-fashioned tone and even used an analogy, "Have you ever heard of boiling a frog in warm water? If you heat it slowly, the frog won't be able to jump out. You have to let your friend simmer slowly and wait until his wife is used to kissing before you go to bed. Then I won’t refuse. Of course, you should pay more attention to others in daily life, and often give small gifts and so on, so you can definitely win them quickly!”

Gu Ye couldn't help but nodded. Sure enough, Wei Guo had a solution. He would try to touch his little hands when he went back tonight.

"Okay, I'll tell my friends tomorrow."

Gu Ye stood up and was about to leave, contentedly preparing to go back and cook his wife with warm water, but when he saw Tang Weiguo lying on his stomach, he stopped again and asked with concern: "Weiguo, how is your partner doing?"

This guy had helped him a lot, so he had to take care of him, as a courtesy.

The fifty-meter sharp knife pierced Tang Weiguo's heart in one fell swoop. He felt his butt hurt even more and looked at Gu Ye resentfully.

Uncle Gu Ye must have done it on purpose, it was so wicked.

"It's yellow."

Tang Weiguo spoke feebly, unable to raise his head. Gu Ye's eyes became sympathetic, and he patted him gently on the shoulder, comforting him: "It's okay, there are no grasses anywhere in the world, there will be better ones in the future. "

"No more...no more."

Tang Weiguo covered his face and was heartbroken. Even if he traveled all over the world, he could not find a girl as beautiful as Chu Qiao. He was now looking forward to Chu Qiao divorcing Gu Ye as soon as possible. He would not give up.

Thinking about it this way, Tang Weiguo felt a little better and looked at Gu Ye with more sympathy. Compared to him, Uncle Gu Ye was actually more pitiful.

He has a lovely wife, but he is unable to do what he wants. Uncle Gu Ye must be smiling on his face now, but he is suffering in his heart, right?

Gu Ye patted his shoulder again and left. Tang Weiguo watched him leave, grinned, and continued to watch the video. He was only eighteen, and his future was unlimited.

I'm sorry, Uncle Gu Ye!

The optimist Tang Weiguo quickly recovered from his heartache and was amused by the video.

Tang Yaozu and his wife were quarreling at the moment. Chang Jinfeng wore two layers of masks and insisted on applying medicine to him. Forced by her female power, Tang Yaozu half-pushed and half-succumbed. He also wore two layers of masks and sat obediently while his wife applied medicine. medicine.

Chang Jinfeng carefully smeared the dark medicinal mud on his bald area. After applying the prescribed medicine, the smell became stronger. The whole room was filled with this choking smell, and you could smell it even if you were wearing a mask.

After finally applying the ointment, Chang Jinfeng couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed to the window sill, stuck his head out and took a few breaths of fresh air, and finally came back to life.

"I'm going to sleep in the guest room tonight."

Chang Jinfeng decisively abandoned her husband and slept in the guest room this week.

Abandoned, Tang Yaozu held his head full of stinky mud with resentment. He barely slept a wink all night. He finally fell asleep. His dreams were all about falling into a manure pit, and he woke up again because of the smell.

After getting the brilliant idea, Gu Ye happily rode back home, humming along the way. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Chu Peng instructing Dabao to do his homework, Chu Yuanzhi instructing Xiaobao to practice calligraphy, and Chu Qiao sitting on the side mending clothes.

The warmth of home is everywhere, like freshly fried glutinous rice cakes, coated with a layer of icing sugar, sweet, fragrant, and steaming, and when you take a bite, they are glutinous, sweet, and warm.

Gu Ye leaned against the door frame, smiling slightly, unwilling to break the tranquility.

Chu Qiao repaired the hole, bit off the thread, and prepared to mend another pair of pants, which belonged to Xiaobao. The brothers' pants were torn almost every day, so there was no need to make new ones. Many children in the machine tool factory wore patched pants, and no one Can laugh.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Gu Ye at the door. Chu Qiao smiled, "Why don't you come in?"

"Stand for a moment. "

Gu Ye entered the house with a smile, closed the door, and watched Xiaobao practice calligraphy for a while. The little guy was in kindergarten, and he was practicing very simple big characters. Chu Yuanzhi was a good teacher. He taught very carefully and pointed out any mistakes. .

The atmosphere at Chu Peng's side gradually became tense, because the answers written by Dabao were so strange and weird that I really didn't know what he was thinking.

"The pencil sharpener is six millimeters, but the pencil is eighteen meters long. You use a six millimeter knife to sharpen an eighteen-meter pencil. Zhou Dabao, you are scratching your itch!"

Chu Peng sneered coldly, pigs are smarter than this brat.

Zhou Dabao scratched his scalp, biting the end of the pencil, and asked in a low voice, "How should I write?"

"Write whatever you want."

Chu Peng was impatient. It was summer homework anyway, and the teacher wouldn't check it. It was okay to write casually, as long as he filled in the blanks.