The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Gu Lingling didn't know this. Master Zhou assigned her many tasks. Now her daily time is full.

When she saw Yang Yunhai again, she found that it seemed that it had been more than two months since she took her to the theatre last time.

Strangely, that silly bird even followed Yang Yunhai.

A bird king looked at Gu Lingling disdainfully. When it was the bird king, would he like to see this stupid human? It's not because of his master!

As long as he thought that the handsome and powerful owner of his family had bowed down under a small floral skirt of a yellow haired girl, blackbird felt kind!

"Brother Yang," Gu Lingling asked in surprise, "Why are you here? Is there another good play?"

Yang Yunhai, "..."

Is this girl addicted to watching plays?

"Didn't you say you would invite me to dinner? Is today OK?" Yang Yunhai said.

Originally, I was going to Gu Lingling's house that Saturday, but Gu Chunhai suddenly went on a mission. Yang Yunhai postponed the time, but I didn't expect that it would take many days!

Gu Lingling blushed when she heard this, and she almost forgot it.

"Yes, yes." Gu Lingling nodded and thought about what food she could cook at home.

Fortunately, it's summer now. She has planted many vegetables in her yard, which are edible and fresh.

It happened that Gu Chunhai brought some meat when he came back yesterday.

Yang Yunhai didn't come empty handed. When he went to the door of his father-in-law's house for the first time, he couldn't do well.

He has received the task since he arranged the things of that day. He came back as soon as the task was over, and he still couldn't wait to see this girl.

As for the blackbird, even if he went to perform the task, it followed him, and this time it also helped him a lot, otherwise Yang Yunhai would not complete the task so smoothly.

Gu's two elders were still a little surprised at Yang Yunhai's arrival.

However, I heard that he also took good care of Gu Lingling in the army, and I had long wanted to thank others.

In particular, Mr. Gu took out all the wine he was reluctant to drink on weekdays.

Gu Chunhai needs to think more, especially seeing so many things brought by Yang Yunhai, he really doesn't know what the purpose of this young soldier who makes him a little awed is?

But he has always admired soldiers, so even if he had doubts in his heart, he did not show it.

After dinner, Yang Yunhai proposed to take Gu Lingling to a place. Gu Chunhai, who hasn't had such a good drink for many years, still cares about those doubts in his heart?

With a wave of his big hand, he let people go, while he himself lay on the Kang and fell asleep.

Gu Lingling, "..."

How can I feel that my father will sell me sooner or later?

"Brother Yang, where are we going? Didn't you drink just now?" Gu Lingling asked.

Obviously, he doesn't drink less than his father. How can he feel that there is nothing at all?

Yang Yunhai actually wanted to say to the little girl: This wine is nothing to him.

But the little girl's concerned eyes suddenly didn't want to say.

He drove the car to a big willow tree and stopped. He brought the kind of field tent used by the army from the trunk of the car and spread it on the ground, "I have a rest."

Holding Gu Lingling beside him, "tell me what you've been doing recently?"

Gu Ling Ling Leng Leng, but Yang Yunhai has closed his eyes and seems to be asleep?

"How's the book going?"

Just when Gu Lingling thought he was asleep, Yang Yunhai closed his eyes and said slowly.