The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Of course." Zhou Mei smiled and leaned over to look at Yang Aiguo's sweater carefully. "Oh, it's hand-made, and it's mohair. This wool is not cheap."

I don't know that the little girl knitted it for Yang Aiguo.

Zhou Mei's eyes flashed with pride.

The marriage between Wang Shuyun and Yang Aiguo has been in vain for so many years. In the past, some people envied Wang Shuyun's good life. Even so, Yang Aiguo didn't fool around and just kept her as a monk.

Who in Kyoto is not envious of Wang Shuyun?

It turns out that this monk can't stand it sometimes.

Zhou Mei felt that she was the truth.

"Really? I don't know yet." Yang Aiguo then continued with Yang Aihua to continue the topic just now.

Gu Lingling gave this jacket to him years ago, but it has been rarely worn because of the color and the fact that she usually wears military uniforms. Today, on this occasion, he thought it was Gu Lingling's first time to come home and wear the clothes she knitted for herself, which was also a kind of respect for her.

At the same time, let Gu Lingling know that he likes this dress very much.

But for what Zhou Mei said was not cheap, Yang Aiguo, a big man, didn't pay so much attention.

After glancing at his daughter-in-law and seeing that she was only smiling, Yang Aiguo stopped talking.

In his understanding, every time Wang Shuyun smiles like this, it means that when someone is going to be unlucky, he, as a husband, still watches the funny play from a distance.

But his behavior was misunderstood by Zhou Mei as escape.

"Brother, who sent this dress?" Zhou Mei asked with a smile, "look at this craft. You can't practice it in a few years."

"Let me see." Wang Shuyun stood up with a smile and walked to Yang Aiguo's side. She looked at him carefully. "Don't mention it, it's very spiritual to wear it."

Yang Aiguo was so stared at by her, and because he seldom wore casual clothes, he was a little embarrassed.

There must be a problem.

Zhou Mei was more sure of her idea, "this dress doesn't look like it was knitted by your sister-in-law? Brother, just be honest. Who knitted this sweater for you?"

"I'll explain to my sister-in-law later and say a few good words for you."

"Isn't it the new Liu from your unit?" Zhou Mei covered her mouth and said, "I heard that she has always admired big brother."

"Xiao Liu? Which Xiao Liu?" Yang Aiguo asked suspiciously.

This is a gift from his future daughter-in-law. What does it have to do with Xiao Liu and Xiao Li?

"Ah?" Zhou Mei covered her mouth and smiled, "brother, if you let Xiao Liu know like this, you will be sad to death. Liu Caili is the new one in your unit's finance."

Liucaili?

No impression.

Yang Aiguo shook his head decisively, and said with an ugly face, "younger brothers and sisters, you can't talk nonsense."

What is admiration for him?

"Hum..." Wang Shuyun looked at him with a cold smile, "I see."

"What is so?" Yang Aiguo said.

"Oh, sister-in-law, I'm listening to others' nonsense. Don't take it to heart, sister-in-law." Zhou Mei said anxiously, "look at my mouth. I'm just curious for a moment. Sister-in-law, you must believe brother-in-law."

"Well." Wang Shuyun nodded.

Zhou Mei was stunned directly there.

The plot should not go like this.

"What? Brother and sister, you said to let me believe him, and I believed it. How can you look so disappointed?" Wang Shuyun asked suspiciously, "it's still that you can't wait for me to misunderstand him like this, or even quarrel with him."