The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Yang Yunhai left the dried meat made by grandma Yao brought by Yao Zhenjiang, but he returned the Hongta mountain.

The reason is that I don't smoke.

Men in the army are addicted to smoking, and those who don't smoke are simply the best.

Yaozhenjiang has a better impression of Yang Yunhai.

Unfortunately, Yang Yunhai's identity is there, and his family is still in Kyoto. If their family is a few years older, and if the Tian family doesn't fall, it's a good match.

Gu Lingling would be surprised if she knew that her grandfather had done so much to replenish her brain because she met once.

She never thought about it.

With her previous life experience, Gu Lingling felt that she could not like others in this life.

Not to mention Yang Yunhai!

Yaozhenjiang carefully told Gu Lingling again, and then he went home. He asked the factory for a half day's leave, and he had to hurry to work in the afternoon.

After he left, Gu Lingling said hello to Yang Yunhai and went to the kitchen.

"Your nickname is ya ya?" Yang Yunhai sat in the yard with a book in the sun and asked Gu Lingling who was washing vegetables.

"Well." Gu Lingling hands a meal, thinking of his mother yaoqianru, "my mother gave me a nickname, Yaya name is easy to feed."“

Gu Lingling's grief flashed by, but Yang Yunhai caught her.

"Brother Yang, what would you like to eat for lunch?" Gu Lingling asked, "how is the dough?"

"Call me brother Hai." Yang Yunhai turned a page of the book, a little careless.

Just now, Shen Lingyu also called him brother Yang. Now hearing Gu Lingling's call, he was a little uncomfortable.

"Oh." Gu Lingling glanced at him and saw nothing, so she had to bow her head and continue washing vegetables.

Haige!

Only people who are very familiar with Yang Yunhai will call him that.

Gu Lingling thinks that she doesn't have such a big face!

Who knows, after washing the dishes, Yao Jingsong came back with an old hen in his hand.

It was a hen raised by grandma Yao, which was specially used for laying eggs. So she was killed and brought here.

Grandma Yao heard what Yao Zhenjiang said about Yang Yunhai when she came home. When she heard that she was injured, she felt distressed at the moment, "someone saved our two children's lives, which needs to be well mended."

He was about to go to the backyard to catch an old hen. "This hen is the best to mend her body."

"We can't take advantage of other guys." Grandma Yao said in a long way.

"I'm the same reason, but Yaya said everything." Yao Zhenjiang sighed and said.

"We Yaya are not that girl with shallow eyelids. She must have her reason for this." Grandma Yao said, "didn't you say that Comrade Yang's grandfather used to be here?"

"Wait until autumn, let's make more dried meat sausage and get some mountain goods for Comrade Yang to send to his grandfather."

Yaozhenjiang thought for a while, and then called yaojingsong to catch chickens in the backyard.

Yao Jingsong didn't feel distressed when he heard that he was going to repair Yang Yunhai's body. He ran out to catch the hen, and the one he caught was the fattest and tenderest one. "Fat, sacrifice it."

He helped grandma Yao raise those chickens together.

"What can I do for you?" Yao Jingsong secretly glanced at Yang Yunhai with a pair of eyes, and casually said to Gu Lingling,

"See that pile of firewood? Go chop firewood." Gu Lingling was not polite at all, and pointed at him to do all the hard work.

If it were at Yao's grandmother's house, Yao Jingsong would have left his troubles long ago, but his idol was sitting not far away, and it was said that he was injured because of saving him, so he can't lose face in front of his idol.

Gu Lingling picked her eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Yao Jingsong was so obedient in front of Yang Yunhai.

"What else should I write? I've finished it."

If he wanted to chop firewood, he would chop it without saying a word.

Let's turn over the vegetable field in the backyard, and he's also numb and dry.

But why does Mao want him to write now?

Grandma Yao didn't have Gu Lingling so nagging and nosy. She thought she could escape a disaster when she came out.

Yaojingsong blew up.

"You have to listen to me later?" Gu Lingling raised her eyebrows and looked at her red faced brother. "Do you want to say what you mean? Brother Hai can testify."

Well, Yao Jingsong confessed.