The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Zhou Mei, aren't you ashamed enough?" Yang Aihua said angrily, "what can't you say at home?"

"Say your mother's P." Zhou Mei burst out and scolded, "Yang Aihua, do you have a conscience? I'm good to you. That's how you treat me."

"Disgrace? Don't you feel ashamed if you do such disgusting things?" Zhou Mei's mouth is sharp now, and she is no longer humble in front of Yang Aihua in the past. She scolds her brother happily.

Yang Aihua has been scolded like this in his life. His face is like opening a dye shop. It's red and green for a while.

"All right, shut up." Yang Aihua angrily closed the door and stared at Zhou Mei, "if you his mother want me to demobilize from the army and go home, you can make a noise."

Zhou Mei, "..."

Is it her fault to cooperate in the end?

"Yes, sister-in-law, why are you so noisy?" The woman Barra glanced at her pajamas and said, "if brother Hua is having a hard time, none of us can think of it."

"Bah... You shameless." As soon as Zhou Mei heard her words, she became angry again.

She still wanted to fight, but Yang Aihua ripped her apart. Zhou Mei didn't notice her head and suddenly hit the wall behind her.

She looked up in embarrassment and saw the woman's success in a flash.

"Yang Aihua, you beat me for this woman." Zhou Mei covered her head and looked at Yang Aihua. "I'm your wife. You beat me for an outsider."

Looking at the proud look of the woman next to her, Zhou Mei's head suddenly became confused.

MMP, this day is not enough.

He's having a hard time. Don't have a hard time.

Anyway, Zhou Mei has had enough of the grievances and concessions over the years.

"Ah... Zhou Mei, what are you doing? Loosen up quickly." The screams of women and the curses of Yang Aihua were intertwined.

"Yunfeng, you are here." Zhou Mei complained to her son while crying, "your father unexpectedly stood outside with a woman behind my back."

Yang Yunfeng glanced at his father with his head bowed. "Mom, let me take you back first."

"Go back? If I don't go back, this matter can't be settled like this." Zhou Mei cried and said, "I've been a cow and horse for this family all my life. I've carried all the pots. What did you do to me?"

"Yang Aihua, do you still have a conscience?"

With conscience, it would not be like this.

"Mom, go back first." Yang Yunfeng said, "stay here and let people see our jokes? I'll listen to you how you do this."

Zhou Mei thought for a while, and then stood up, "OK."

Then I took a look at the woman.

What are you proud of? She has a son. What is she afraid of?

"I'll go with you, too." Yang Aihua said.

Yang Yunfeng didn't speak and glanced at Zhou Mei.

"Brother Hua, how can you just leave like this?" The woman was worried, "what should I do if you leave?"

"If I don't go, do I want to stay here and continue to lose face?" Yang Aihua said angrily, "you... Wait for me a few days..."

"Let's go." Zhou Mei had hesitated. Hearing Yang Aihua's words, she opened the door angrily and said.

There were also some melon eaters standing outside the door. When they saw the door open, they all looked inside.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Meibo pulled away from the crowd. "If you want to see it, look after your own man. This is the first floor, and you can get there with a turn of your foot."

This... Is very interesting.

The women who used to watch the play immediately stared at their men.

Doubt!