seventy little lucky wife

Lu Jingshan's eyes became hot, and tears fell on the bed sheet.

Five years ago, if someone told him that one day he would cry because of a woman, then Lu Jingshan would definitely think that there was something wrong with this person.

Men don't flick their tears easily, understand?
But today, at this moment, he realized that it was only because he hadn't reached the sad place.

He said that he would protect her and love her well in the future, but now he pushed her into a dangerous place.

Lu Jingshan thought about it carefully, it seems that since she was with him, things have been going on.

Most of the time, she rushed forward and protected him behind.

Obviously, she is the one who needs protection.

There was a whistle outside.

Lu Jingshan knew that someone was urging him to leave.

He reluctantly glanced at the person on the bed, he was reluctant.

In the end, he couldn't help but kissed her gently on the forehead.

My dearest, wait for me to come back.

He turned around and jumped, and his figure disappeared into the night.

The woman on the bed murmured, rubbed against the direction of his hand just now, and shrank back.

Night, quiet.

A gust of wind blew over and knocked off a few leaves on the elm outside the window.It spun and landed on the ground, only to be blown away by the next gust of wind.

Nothing is left, as if nothing happened here.

Besides, on Zhao Lijuan's side, when she saw Wang Xiuling who was diagonally opposite, she was in a bad mood.She is going to Kyoto to visit her pregnant nephew and daughter-in-law, what does it mean that Wang Xiuling is also sitting here?
"Are you going to Kyoto too?" Zhao Lijuan looked at Wang Xiuling in surprise.

I thought to myself: Could it be that this woman also knew she was pregnant?
But on second thought, it's impossible.

She was the only one who knew that Wang Xiuling couldn't have known earlier than she did.

Sure enough, Wang Xiuling said triumphantly, "My Juanzi, isn't this married? She moved into a big house and asked me to go and enjoy the blessings."

Zhao Lijuan rolled her eyes.

What are you showing off?

What big house?When she is the kind of ignorant village gossip woman?
"Does Dongfang Iron and Steel Works know?" Wang Xiuling said proudly, "My Juanzi is working there now, she has an iron job."

"My son-in-law is still the leader of Dongfang Iron and Steel Plant."

So, what is living in a big house?

"Unlike some people, maybe they don't even have a place to stay in Kyoto."

It's just that she lied to Zhao Lijuan.

Xu Juanjuan never asked her to go to Kyoto to live in a big house to enjoy the blessings. This dead girl didn't even tell her when she got married. Wang Xiuling was so angry that she bought a ticket and went to find Xu Juanjuan.

When Wang Xiuling was young, she worked as a nanny in Qin City, and she was quite knowledgeable. She seemed much calmer than Zhao Lijuan, who was going out for the first time.

She glanced at the big and small bags in front of Lu Huaihai with disgust. She even seemed to hear the rattling sound coming from the snakeskin bag on the ground.

With this voice, could it be that these two people also brought the chickens raised at home on the train?
He glanced at the things on the ground in distaste.

Hillbilly, no knowledge is no knowledge.

That's Kyoto, what's missing?Rare about this thing?
"What about you?" Wang Xiuling said with a disgusted smile, "I heard that your Jingnian has also gone to the capital, what are you doing?"

"He used to be idle, so he might still be the same after going to Kyoto?" Wang Xiuling said in surprise, "Tsk tsk, so what's the use of having so many sons?"

"Not as good as my daughter."

The angry Zhao Lijuan wanted to tear Wang Xiuling's mouth out on the spot.

And at this moment, a middle-aged man hurriedly boarded the train with a briefcase in his hands, followed by a woman holding a child in her arms, panting.

The woman sat next to Wang Xiuling with her child in her arms.

The middle-aged man looked at the ticket in his hand and said to Wang Xiuling, "Comrade, please give me this seat. This seat is mine."

"What? Impossible." Wang Xiuling said eagerly, "I obviously bought this ticket."

After speaking, she took out her train ticket.

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded when he saw that the tickets for the two were the same.

"No," said the middle-aged man, "Why is your ticket the same as mine."

They are all in the same position, so one of them must be fake.

"Your ticket must be fake," Wang Xiuling said, "This is my seat."

The ticket, she said a lot of money to get a seat ticket for her.

Originally, that person could only get her a standing ticket. If it was the past, Wang Xiuling would have asked for it, and she would have stood there.

The problem is that she is different now. Her daughter works in the largest steel factory in Kyoto, and her son-in-law is still a leader.

So, the seat ticket was [-] yuan, and the man asked her for [-] yuan, and she gritted her teeth and bought it.

The middle-aged man was about to speak, when he suddenly saw the conductor approaching, he hastily stepped forward and explained the matter.

Wang Xiuling was not confident before.

She bought it at a great price.

However, after the conductor came to check the tickets of the two people, he looked at Wang Xiuling and asked seriously, "Comrade, where did you buy your train tickets?"

Although the current policy is more relaxed than the previous two years, there is no speculation to say so.

But someone got on the train with a fake train ticket, so they had to pay attention to it.

"I bought it at the window of our train station in line." Before the conductor asked, the middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

That's why he insisted that his ticket was real.

No way, even train stations can sell fake tickets.

"Could it be that you printed it wrongly?" Wang Xiuling said.

Still insisting that her ticket is real.

"Comrade, your ticket is fake," said the conductor, "Look at your printing and this word, they are all wrong."

The conductor said while pointing to Wang Xiuling's ticket and said, "This limit on the right side of the next train of the day is not good, there is no such point."

"Your ticket has a dot on it, the word is wrong."

"I accidentally got the water up there." Wang Xiuling said.

Anyway, she didn't know that word, and she couldn't understand what was said a little more or a little less.

"There's another word," said the conductor, "the seat of the hard seat is the seat of the seat, with a wide prefix, not the seat of the seat."

Could it be that the two typos were accidentally made by water?
Wang Xiuling was dumbfounded.

"Come with me." The conductor said seriously.

Wang Xiuling's legs were a little weak, and when she came out again, she was in a bad mood, especially when she saw Zhao Lijuan watching the show, her face was burning with pain.

But who is Wang Xiuling?
As long as she thinks that her son-in-law is a big leader in Beijing, she will straighten her waist.

Isn't it just a hard seat?
As long as she has money, she can still get it.

"Comrade, why don't you give me your ticket, and I'll give you the money." Wang Xiuling said to the middle-aged man with a smile.

The middle-aged man was about to speak when he saw the woman holding the child tug at his sleeve.

The woman looked up at Wang Xiuling, "We won't change any money you give."