Reborn 1980, the island military wife is charming and sassy

Although she has never been disliked by Zhou Qi, she deeply understands Xiaolan's situation. Except for her parents-in-law and Zhou Qi, no one around them looks down on her identity and academic qualifications.

Sometimes, they don't even bother to do superficial work, and openly show their dislike of her in front of Xie Yanqiu, as if they are nobler than saints.

Even if they meet a saint, they should kneel at their feet, sincerely kneel down and kiss their toes.

Thinking of this, Xie Yanqiu felt a chill. He really didn't know where these people got their sense of superiority.

Xiaolan next to her has been silent since she just listened to her words. From the moment she broke up with Xu Qingfeng on the phone, her heart has been pricked by countless dense needles and she can't breathe.

Now after hearing what Xie Yanqiu said, he has calmed down a lot.

Xie Yanqiu is right, people who look down on you will not change their minds about you because of your dedication and hard work.

Forget it, so be it.

She wiped the tears that had just shed and said softly: "Sister, you are right."

He stood up to go back: "Sister, I'm going back to work, and Xu Qingfeng's story has changed. Work hard from now on."

Xie Yanqiu breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that she finally stopped crying, his heart slowly fell back into his stomach. "Well, you deserve better, Xiaolan."

"Uh-huh."

After a few days of calm, Xie Yanqiu finally found a smile again on Xiaolan's face.

It seems that he has really let go of Xu Qingfeng.

Zhou Qi went home in the evening and saw Xie Yanqiu already busy in the kitchen.

When he returned to the house, he took off his coat first, then came over and hugged her from behind.The sharp chin gently pressed against the woman's slender shoulder, and the voice was lingering and pathos.

"Wife..."

"Ok?"

Xie Yanqiu took the fried vegetables out of the pot, and his neck was pricked painfully by the man's stubby beard.

"You didn't go and help me light the fire first."

Zhou Qi was not idle either and went to help the woman cook a hot meal.

Xie Yanqiu cooked two dishes, and when he turned around and saw Zhou Qi, who was choked by cigarette smoke, he laughed out loud with joy.

"What happened to you!"

Zhou Qi patted the ashes on his head and said, "Maybe the wind direction is wrong today. I'll repair the stove pit tonight."

"You know how to fix it?"

Xie Yanqiu questioned his skills. How could a young man from an aristocratic family repair something used by rural people?

Zhou Qi raised his chin: "You look down on your husband so much. When we were marching and fighting, I often helped in the quenching class. I was very good at digging pits to make stoves."

Zhou Qi took advantage of this time and started chatting about the past things again. Xie Yanqiu was fascinated. Now he finally knew why when he went to the specialty expo, Zhou Qi knew the specialties of each place very well. It was true as what he said.

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After Zhou Qi finally boiled the pot, Xie Yanqiu's dishes were all finished. Zhou Qi took advantage of Xie Yanqiu's time to serve the dishes and went to boil Xie Yanqiu's medicine.

It has to be said that Ma's medical skills are well-deserved. Xie Yanqiu only took Chinese medicine for a few days, and now his face is completely different from before.

In the past, Zhou Qi only thought that Xie Yanqiu was pale. After these few days of conditioning, Xie Yanqiu's face was white and tender with an attractive rosiness, as sweet and delicious as a peach.

"Wife."

"Ok?"

Xie Yanqiu looked back at Zhou Qi: "What's wrong/"

Zhou Qi looked back at her: "Do you think men become stupid when they fall in love?"

When Xie Yanqiu heard these words, he suddenly became energetic.

Pulling Zhou Qi to the dining table, his two almond-shaped eyes flashed with gossip: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Qi thought about it and said slowly: "Xu Fanghuai seems to be in love."

"What!?" Xie Yanqiu was a little surprised. Although Xu Fanghuai usually seemed to be a very capable person, he was very resistant every time he talked about feelings.

Now that he is in love, Yue Lao's red rope is made of steel wire...

She was unsure and asked again: "Where did you see it?"

Zhou Qi lowered his voice mysteriously and said: "Every time I go to see him in the past two days, I see him holding a handkerchief and making fun..."

Xie Yanqiu: "…………"

When she heard this, she was quite disappointed: "He is no longer in love, he should see a psychiatrist."

Zhou Qi: “…………”

Xie Yanqiu picked up a piece of celery with his chopsticks and put it in Zhou Qi's bowl: "Brother, who in the right mind would hold a handkerchief and have fun!"

"But that handkerchief belongs to a girl."

Xie Yanqiu suddenly opened his eyes, and the gossip that just slipped away came back.

"A woman's handkerchief!" she almost screamed.

Zhou Qi nodded: "Yes, a woman's handkerchief."

A girl's handkerchief cannot be given to others easily, especially if the other person is that man.

Unless the two people have an unusual relationship.

Thinking of this, Xie Yanqiu gave an aunty smile: "I didn't expect that the thousand-year-old iron tree would actually bloom..."

Zhou Qi agreed with him. Without this handkerchief, he would have thought that Xu Fanghuai had spent his life in the temple.

Xie Yanqiu suddenly came close to his ear: "Tell me, what does that girl look like and where is she from?"

After listening to what Zhou Qi said just now, he was now becoming more and more curious about who that girl was. She could bewitch Xu Fanghuai with just a handkerchief.

Not only him, but also Zhou Qi was curious about how good this girl was. It was not easy to pull Xu Fanghuai out of being single!

He shook his head and told the pitiful information he only knew: "He said he met a girl by the river one night when he couldn't even see his hands. The girl was still crying at that time."

Xie Yanqiu: "…………"

At night, I can't see my fingers, by the river, still crying...

She subconsciously blurted out: "Did Xu Fanghuai hit a ghost?"

"We are staunch communist fighters. Even if we are met by cows, horses and snakes, we must take a detour."

Xie Yanqiu thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, all things were not allowed to become refined.

"Then..." She felt more and more strange about this matter. Whose eldest girl was crying by the river in the middle of the night, and she was met by Xu Fanghuai and gave him a handkerchief...

It sounds like a Chinese fairy tale.

It's getting dark outside, and this thing originally had a weird vibe to it, but now the more I think about it, the more I feel a chill on my back.

Xie Yanqiu decided not to think about it anymore and would try to make some insinuations when he met Xu Fanghuai.

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The next morning, Xie Yanqiu had just finished breakfast and was stretching at the door when he saw a wheelchair slowly approaching in the distance.

The person sitting in the wheelchair was none other than Xu Qingfeng.

There seemed to be a large handful of red things on his lap. It wasn't until he walked in that Xie Yanqiu saw clearly that it was a handful of bright red roses, still hanging with morning dew.