The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Gu Lingling, stop for me." He juan screamed, and the whole person was going crazy with anger.

stop? So what?

Gu Lingling really stood at the door like this, turned his head and looked at he juan, and looked at old woman he sarcastically, "why don't we ask the village head of your Beishui village to comment? You can change who you catch biting who."

Is she a dog? Bite who?

He juan rushed up to slap Gu Lingling, but Gu Lingling grabbed her arm, "don't worry about the things you and Gu Juan played tricks behind your back, I'll return them little by little."

"Next time, it's best to talk over your head. As for the problem of wild seeds, I suggest you better ask your grandma. She knows this very thoroughly." Get close to hejuan and whisper.

"You... Let go of me." He juan wanted to struggle, but Gu Lingling didn't practice in vain. How could she break away?

"Enough, he juan." Heguoquan had finished speaking with Yang Yunhai, and looked at his niece with a black face, "don't apologize to Ling Ling quickly."

"I don't need to apologize. I don't care." Gu Lingling gently released he Juan's hand. He juan didn't notice it and fell back to the ground.

"You all bully me, i... I don't live." Sitting on the muddy ground, he began to cry.

Useless counsellor!

Gu Lingling deflated her mouth, "uncle he, sometimes being too patient will only hurt the people you care about more."

If he Guoquan could be a little tough in his previous life, he Yue wouldn't have so many things, and he didn't have to help Yang Yunhai several times, and then he had feelings for her.

"I... see, thank you." He Guoquan sighed. Even the little girl understood the truth. What was ridiculous was that he hurt his closest family for the affection that others simply didn't take seriously.

Looking at his red eyed wife and swollen faced daughter, and what Yang Yunhai just asked himself, he Guoquan felt that he really had to think about some things.

Gu Lingling shook her hand.

There were too many people beating, and their hands began to swell in the morning. Although they had wiped the medicine given by Yang Yunhai, they slapped twice now, and their hands began to burn again.

After getting on the bus, Yang Yunhai handed over the morning ointment, "no progress."

Gu Lingling, "..."

She seemed to be angry just now and forgot that there was another Yang Yunhai outside.

Alas, how can he see it every time he makes a fool of himself? Alas!

"I've taught you so many ways to teach people. Do you remember to use your hand?" Yang Yunhai snorted coldly.

This little girl is not happy about killing thousands of enemies and losing 800 of herself.

"Remember to apply the medicine these two days." He said coldly, "don't hit people with your hands in the future."

No hands?

Then what? Do you want to use your feet?

Well, Yang Yunhai was hit by the girl's muddled expression, "it doesn't mean that you don't have to use your hands."

Is it by hand? Still don't use your hands!

"Do you like hitting people in the face?" Yang Yunhai help the forehead? It's cool to hit the face. If the strength of your hand is useless, it will hurt.

"If you want to hit the face in the future, remember to do so." Yang Yunhai pulled Gu Lingling's hand and made a demonstration, "don't hit it with your palm, just this position of your finger, here, and then work hard quickly."

Well, after talking, Yang Yunhai felt that he had been taken to the ditch by this girl.

He is the captain of the special combat brigade, and he can even teach people how to hit the face?