Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   "The one I met yesterday."

  Su Haitang briefly mentioned the situation of Dahua.

   "Dahua people are very nice, enthusiastic and cheerful, get along well with the neighbors, have money and a house, although it is said that they have been divorced and may not have children in the future, but I think it is quite suitable to match Xu He."

   "Her puppy Huanhuan died tragically, and the blow was too severe. He and Xu He are both sympathetic. If she takes care of Xu Congrong, they can be considered as companions for each other."

  Su Haitang didn't have any confidence in what he said, but Cheng Yuanzheng could hear a bit of meaning.

   "It's really not a bad thing to hear you say that."

   "Really?" Su Haitang got his affirmation and smiled happily.

   "Then go and mention it to Xu Heti. If it's suitable or not, let them see it for themselves. I didn't even ask Dahua's specific name."

   "Are you disturbed by that crazy woman?" Cheng Yuanzheng smiled knowingly and nodded in agreement.

   "Xu He can get married early, and he can stop the dirty mouths of those people. This kind of flower doesn't sound like a bully, and it can support the family. I'll tell Xu Hetit later."

   Cheng Yuanzheng agreed readily, and the depression in his heart also dissipated.

   Xu Congrong's closeness to his daughter-in-law, and Xu He's careful thought that he was about to cross the line, he understood after a little taste.

  It's not a good thing for a daughter-in-law to be too attractive, not to mention making women jealous, but also attracting rotten peach blossoms.

   It's just that he can't always be by his side to protect him.

   "Daughter-in-law, it's hard to see each other. I always say that other people's affairs are boring. Do you feel better when you touch my face? I can't see it myself."

   Cheng Yuanzheng squeezed Su Haitang's hand and rubbed it against his face, his eyes full of smiles.

  Su Haitang took advantage of the situation to force out the spring water, and wiped him twice.

   "Recovery is good, be careful not to eat."

   "Then you cook for me." Cheng Yuanzheng looked at her close face, did not see the slightest disgust, and felt warm in his heart.

   "Aren't you out of the mission?" Su Haitang gently put on a mask for him, shielding him from the cold wind, and the newly healed flesh was tender.

   "During the summer, didn't you say that you want to come over to study? Changed your mind?"

   "Hmm." Cheng Yuanzheng stretched his arms and hugged her hard, and quickly let go.

   "It's too tempting to spend my time with my ears and temples. I'm afraid that I won't be Liu Xiahui and will be beaten to death by my old husband, so I'd better go out for two years of missions and grab some credit."

   "Daughter-in-law, after two years we will finish our work and go to school together."

   "Okay, classmate Cheng." Su Haitang stretched out her little finger.

   "Retract. Let's work hard for two years first, and then we will live a stable life. Cheng Yuanzheng, listen carefully, in this life, as long as you don't leave, I will not give up."

   "Pull the hook." Cheng Yuanzheng looked solemn, making this childish move like a oath to join the party.

   "Su Haitang, Cheng Yuanzheng will always be with you in this life and the next, and never give up!"

  Su Haitang pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her thumb to meet him, and he pressed it with a little strength, as if imprinted in her heart.

   "Daughter-in-law, I'm leaving, otherwise I'll have to hold you down and rectify the Fa on the spot!"

   "I'll take the little fox, you pay attention to your body, don't be bullied all the time."

  Cheng Yuanzhengjun's face was flushed red, his eyes were as bright as a wolf, he stared at her tightly, and said that he was going to leave, but his feet seemed to be rooted, and he didn't want to move at all.

   Su Haitang's heart was swayed by him, her face was burning with fever, she closed her eyes slightly, stood on tiptoe, raised her chin and kissed him.

   Cheng Yuanzheng bent down naturally, pulled down the mask that was in the way, and was printing it on the lips that she rarely brought up on her own initiative.

  The snow is falling, and the wind is blowing, which is a good situation in winter.