The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

The next day, Yang Yunhai went to the team, explained what he was doing, and handed in the report of the mission written overnight, so he asked for leave to send Gu Lingling to Kyoto.

The new year is coming soon, and Mo Hongying's family also called to ask her to go back first.

The two families discussed it and simply left together.

I bought a sleeper car, but as soon as Mo Hongying got on the bus, she began to vomit, and the whole person was bored without any spirit.

"This smelly child must be taught a good lesson when he comes out later." Mo Hongying said angrily, lying in bed, and looked at Gu Lingling enviously, "see how good you are. You can eat and sleep."

Nothing unusual.

After getting on the bus, I ate a big apple and slept again. If she hadn't been awakened by the discomfort of pregnancy and vomiting, she might have slept all the way to Kyoto.

Pity her for having no appetite at all.

Gu Lingling smiled and comforted her a few words, "just wait for three months."

"I hope so." Mo Hongying smiled miserably.

Gu Lingling smiled as she massaged the acupoints on her hands. "It's sure to happen. While it's not uncomfortable at this time, go to sleep for a while, and you'll be fine."

At the station, the car outside has been waiting there.

"Come and play with me if you have nothing at home." Gu Lingling said to Mo Hongying, who was pale.

Yang Yunhai returned to the courtyard with Gu Lingling.

Who knows, not long after I went back, the phone rang at home.

"I heard that you and Ling Ling are back. When will you bring her home to see me?" It's old man Yang.

"No." Yang Yunhai said directly, "my two grandfathers are here. If you are always free at home, come here, and you can see Ling Ling as well."

As for letting Gu Lingling go to the Yang family, forget it.

He was afraid that something might happen.

"This is also your home." Mr. Yang scolded him on the phone, "one by two, your father and son are simply one virtue."

He wanted Yang Aiguo to take Wang Shuyun back, but after only going back once, Yang Aiguo never went back.

The reason is that Wang Shuyun is uncomfortable.

Old man Yang sighed.

Looking at the empty appearance of such a big home is a little sad.

All his life, he hoped that his children and grandchildren could achieve something, and then carry forward the Yang family, but he didn't expect that this would happen later.

His old comrades in arms persuaded him that his children and grandchildren had their own blessings, but he just couldn't let go.

Just after hanging up, I heard Zhou Mei's shrill voice upstairs, "Yang Aihua, what's on your clothes?"

"I fought with you, Yang Aihua. How can you sorry me?" Zhou Mei cried, holding Yang Aihua's shirt and said, "what's this? Ah? Tell me, how did this lipstick come from?"

"I'll tell you why you always come back this night, and you don't even want to touch me."

"So you have a woman outside behind my back."

"Who is that bitch? Who is it?"

"OK, Zhou Mei, have you had enough?" Yang Aihua said impatiently, "isn't it just a lipstick? What's so great about men? Don't you understand what it's like to play on occasion?"

"Play on the spot? You cheat the ghost." Zhou Mei said fiercely, "tell me clearly, who is that woman?"

"Look at what you look like now. What's the difference between you and crazy woman?" Yang Aihua angrily shook her off, "I'm too lazy to tell you."

"Are you guilty?" Zhou Mei struggled angrily.

"Ah... How dare you beat me."

"Pa......"

"Ah... Yang Aihua, you son of a bitch, you hit me." Zhou Mei covered her face. "I'll fight with you."