Rebirth in 70: The rough guy ignored her

Qin Yi remembered what Su Wanning told him, and he went to do it as soon as he got up early in the morning.

When the two of them arrived at the door of the Educated Youth Home, she took out her key and opened the door. Qin Yi left after hearing the sound of her lowering the latch.

The gate to the backyard of the Educated Youth Home would be locked from the outside whenever she went out at night. If Xiang Hong wanted to go out at night, she would go out through the front door, so that she would not have to call the door when she came back at night.

At this time, Wang Erya in the front yard was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

She felt that there was no shortage of suitors in the village. There had been several single young men who helped her work and would give her small gifts from time to time.

The gala oil on the table was given by the gay men on the team.

She had secretly discussed a partner with the scorer, Yang Hong, Party Secretary Yang's nephew. The young man was a nice guy and treated her well, but there were too many brothers and sisters in the family, so she was not very willing.

When I came back from the county town today, I met Ding Jiangang, who works at the county town's light bulb factory. He also wanted to go back to the brigade, so he came back with him on an ox cart.

Ding Jiangang was sitting opposite her in the car, and his feet always touched her legs. The car was such a big place, and she would touch it no matter how hard she hid.

When Cuntou got off the bus, he actually gave her a silk scarf.

Wang Erya also felt it was inappropriate, but she couldn't control her hands because she wanted it so much. Bitch Su had several of them, and maybe they were all given by men. The little bitch could accept them. why not.

Ding Jiangang saw her accept it and showed a meaningful smile.

"Wang Zhiqing, next time I have time, I will take you to the hotel in the county seat."

Wang Erya's eyes lit up. She had never been to a state-owned hotel in her whole life. If a man was willing to invite her there, he would not take advantage of it. You bastard.

But surface work still needs to be done.

"How embarrassing is this? We just met for the first time."

Ding Jiangang: "That's wrong. You educated youths came from all over the world to support the construction of our Qinghe brigade, and I met you again. This is a great fate. You must not be polite to me."

Wang Erya thought to herself: I won't be polite to you, just wait for the blood to bleed!

Wang Erya pretended to be shy and left. Ding Jiangang swallowed hard as he looked at his retreating figure.

Ding Jiangang did not go home but came to a small courtyard. Looking around at no one, he skillfully climbed over the wall and entered.

The yard was not big, with only three rooms. He pushed open one of the rooms and squeezed in. He was familiar with the way.

Lying on the bed was a woman of average appearance but very attractive figure.

Ding Jianjiang was naked in the blink of an eye, and couldn't wait to get on the bed and get on top of the woman.

"You little slut, you miss me so much."

Yang Chunxi groaned, "Oh, you're hurting me, so you can't be gentler."

"I've been holding it in for more than half a month, but I can't take it lightly. Chunxi, I miss you so much."

Ding Jiang just spoke and was about to start his mouth, but was blocked by a soft hand.

He was in the mood, but the woman didn't give it to him, and he was inevitably unhappy.

"Did you bring the scarf I asked for last time?"

Ding Jiangang is not a fool. Although she has an affair with Yang Chunxi, the money she should pay is not less. No matter how much she pays, it is not worth it.

Last time she actually asked him for a scarf. It was a joke. A scarf costs a lot of money and requires a ticket. He thought it was not worth it, so he just bought a silk scarf to fool him.

I never expected that I would meet an educated youth when I came back and rode the bullock cart.

He had never played with a woman from the city, and he felt very itchy, so he made a move in the car.

Wang Zhiqing just avoided and did not shout, which made him even more courageous.

I got off the car and gave the scarf to Wang Zhiqing directly, but I didn't think that the women in the city were so ignorant that even a mere scarf would make their eyes shine.

Ding Jiangang thought that such a simple Wang Zhiqing must be easy to get along with. Maybe if he takes her to have a good meal, he can give her body to him. Thinking about it, he feels beautiful.

Yang Chunxi shook him and said, "I asked you something, did you hear it?"

Ding Jiang just came back to his senses and patted his head, "Oh, look at my memory. I came back in such a hurry today that I forgot about it. Wait for me and I will buy it for you next time."

Yang Chunxi's face changing speed was a unique skill, and she kicked the man under the bed.

"You dare to sleep with me even though you haven't bought anything yet. Ding Jiangang, am I usually too disrespectful to you?"

Ding Jiangang rubbed his sore buttocks, and his face turned ugly.

As the saying goes: A bitch is ruthless, an actor is ruthless, and it is really not just said casually.

In the past, as long as he brought something, Yang Chunxi would become very enthusiastic in bed and do whatever he asked without any hesitation.

"Yang Chunxi, don't go too far. It's just a scarf. When I bring it over next time, I'll make you kneel on the ground and let me get on you."

Yang Chunxi said while putting on clothes: "Who can tell lies? I'll wait until you bring it. I'm tired today. You can get out." As he said that, he threw the clothes on the bedside to the ground.

Ding Jiangang's face was ashen. If the stinky bitch hadn't lost all his wages this month, he would have thrown the money in her face and wouldn't give her a penny if she didn't serve him comfortably, but it's a pity that he didn't.

He put on his clothes and climbed up the wall in despair again and went out.

Yang Chunxi took a handful of melon seeds and leaned against the door and began to eat them. Bah, you still want to have sex for nothing without money. How come you have such a dog-like face?

"You bitch is recruiting men into your home again. You're a slut who can be ridden by thousands of people. You're not afraid that my son will come up and strangle you to death in the middle of the night." An old voice came from another room in the courtyard.

Yang Chunxi looked unconcerned and said, "Okay, if your son dares to come to me, I will take care of him until he feels comfortable before sending him away. I won't charge you for being my own man."

Her words provoked another wave of abuse.

Yang Chunxi seemed to be used to it and was eating melon seeds with a normal expression.

Yang Chunxi is considered a special being in the Qinghe Brigade.

Her parents' home was two villages away from the Qinghe Brigade. She had been beautiful since she was a child. However, her parents favored boys over girls and beat and scolded her. She had a very bad life. Finally, she grew up and reached the age of marriage.

It was time for her brother to get a wife. When her parents got it together, they decided to target her again, planning to marry their daughter to the family that offered the best gift.

Yang Chunxi had no right to resist at all. She was like a commodity, and the one with the highest price got it.

Widow Zhang from the Qinghe Brigade only has one precious son, who is already over 20 years old and is not married yet. There is nothing she can do about it. Her son has too high standards and is not good-looking and is not wanted by others.

After going back and forth, they finally fell in love with Yang Chunxi.

Widow Zhang paid a high price to marry her new daughter-in-law into the family.

After the marriage, the man treated her badly and was not lazy, and the two of them lived just fine. However, Widow Zhang treated her very badly, and there was endless work to do at home every day.

Yang Chunxi also worked hard, served her mother-in-law, and was considerate of her husband.

All changes occurred a few months later.