Rebirth 1981 starts with saving the sisters from the neighboring village.

After the New Year, return to the capital.

When Peng Wanhua arrived at the entrance of the alley, Dahei rushed out stepping on the ice.

He looked at Dahei, who had obviously gained weight and had a bit of a belly. He was stunned for a moment: "Damn, why have you gained so much weight after we haven't seen each other for a month?"

Tian Xingguo stood at the door with his head curled up. Hearing this, he scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Brother, I'm sorry, we didn't pay attention, Dahei was bullied by another dog."

"What do you mean?" Peng Wanhua was confused.

"It's like this. I took Dahei out for a walk that day, and I met a golden mastiff. Then the golden mastiff and Dahei looked at each other and started to have sex with him.

Your big black guy is about the same size as me when he stands up. I couldn't hold him back, and it ended up like this. "Tian Xingguo said helplessly.

Peng Wanhua suddenly understood. His dog was not fat, but pregnant.

"Where's the dog owner?"

Peng Wanhua didn't know why, but he felt like his home had been stolen.

Although he is just a dog, his feelings for Dahei are more than just a pet.

This feeling is very bad.

What a fuck!

"Brother, what a coincidence, the dog owner is none other than someone else, and you may know him, Wu Xiangxiang." Tian Xingguo said.

"Wu Xiangxiang? This name seems familiar." Peng Wanhua seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

"No, she is Wu Xiangzhen's daughter." Tian Xingguo explained.

"Oh, it turns out it's her." Peng Wanhua suddenly realized, and then became confused, "Why did she bring the dog here?"

"It's not just her, it's Wu Xiang who really wanted to be our neighbor and bought a yard in the alley next door. Then Wu Xiangxiang moved in with their golden mastiff during the winter vacation," Tian Xingguo said.

Ever since Peng Wanhua asked his subordinates to buy yards, they basically all have several sets of yards.

The most unlucky Wu Xiangzhen also bought a set through Tian Xingguo in the capital.

"Then you have to be careful in the future. Don't let a large dog like the Golden Mastiff wander around casually. It will be bad if it hurts people."

Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Peng Wanhua didn't complain too much, but just reminded him of safety issues.

"That's right. I'll talk to Wu Xiangzhen and ask him to bring the golden mastiff back to the prairie. It's really scary for such a big dog to stand taller than me."

When Tian Xingguo heard what he said, he quickly wrote down the key points.

Peng Wanhua nodded and walked into the No. 19 courtyard with Dahei, who had a slightly bulging belly.

The capital was very dusty at this time, and some dust fell in the yard.

He picked up the bucket and carried two buckets of well water and started cleaning.

Although the weather is cold, the temperature of the well water is not low, and it is even steaming.

The noise probably reached the next door.

Sisters Bai Shuxia and Bai Qingxia heard the noise and came over quickly, "Mr. Peng, you can rest after a long journey. We sisters can come."

Then he took the rag from his hand and started cleaning.

Peng Wanhua was so happy that he made a pot of tea. While sipping the tea, he watched the two sisters clean the house with quick hands and feet.

Although the two sisters are four years apart in age, they have good genes and sufficient nutrition. They have gained weight when they should, and are tall and slender. Their bodies are gradually becoming plump and have a tendency to look like their eldest sister Bai Yuxia.

"Shuxia, how is your calligraphy practice going?"

While sipping tea, Peng Wanhua became concerned about her calligraphy practice.

Bai Shuxia was wiping the tables and chairs with a rag and replied: "Mr. Peng, I have been practicing for a while. If you are free, you can give me some guidance, okay?"

Since she brought the copybook home last time, she has been very diligent and will use it to practice calligraphy whenever she has some free time.

"Of course, no problem. Come tomorrow, bring it over and let me see how it goes."

Peng Wanhua naturally had no reason to disagree.

After all, she worked so hard to do housework for her, and she worked so hard in the service. What's the point of practicing calligraphy under guidance.

"Hey!" Bai Shuxia was overjoyed.

"Sister, is Mr. Peng teaching you calligraphy?"

Third sister Bai Qingxia was a little curious when she saw her sister looking so happy.

It's just a matter of practicing calligraphy. Isn't it just writing and drawing? Why should I be so happy?

"Yes, Mr. Peng's handwriting is very beautiful. I feel that after learning from him for a while, my handwriting is much more pleasing to the eye." Bai Shuxia's handwriting was like ants crawling at first, but now she is so beautiful. At least she looks more beautiful.

Of course, she actually values ​​more than just practicing calligraphy. The most important thing is that she enjoys the process of practicing calligraphy.

Especially when Peng Wanhua taught her step by step, she always felt a joyful feeling in her heart.

If she has read a few love books or has been in love, she will know that this is called spring.

But in the countryside, she was busy with endless housework every day and had zero love experience.

In addition, no one usually talked to her about related matters, so she didn't understand why she felt this way.

But she loved this feeling, the mesmerizing feeling.

Occasionally I still think about it when I have free time, and I even become a bit addicted.

Now that she had this opportunity to receive personal guidance, her whole mood became happier.

Bai Qingxia looked at her sister's expectant look, and some of the monks were confused.

Then seeing how eager she was to learn, he thought of some arithmetic problems he didn't understand when he was in night school, so he asked: "Mr. Peng, I also don't understand some arithmetic problems. Can I come and ask you tomorrow?"

Peng Wanhua was about to agree.

Bai Shuxia on the side quickly persuaded: "Third sister, Mr. Peng is very tired just after he came back. Let's not rush for a day. I will ask for advice first tomorrow, and you can postpone it for a day."

Bai Qingxia thought for a while, and it seemed that was indeed the case, so she nodded in agreement.

Peng Wanhua didn't care. Even if he could guide the two of them at the same time, what would be tiring?

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and looked at Bai Shuxia.

When Bai Shuxia saw his gaze, her charming face instantly turned red. She glanced at him, as if she had discovered her little thoughts, and quickly lowered her head and buried her breasts in her breasts, not daring to look at him.

When Peng Wanhua saw this, he immediately understood.

the next day.

Bai Shuxia came to see him as promised.

"Writing is like a pen that moves quickly and swiftly. Only by holding the pen strongly can you move forward and retreat freely. There is tension and relaxation, and the pen is lifted and pressed. Come on, I will teach you again, and you can find out how you feel."

Peng Wanhua gave another step-by-step teaching.

There's just something wrong with this girl.

The more I teach this girl, the more mistakes she makes.

By the end of the lesson, the girl's eyes were blurred, her arms were shaking, she was panting and leaning on him, as if she couldn't stand and was about to collapse.

How is this going?

Peng Wanhua thought she was sick, so he touched her forehead and found that her face was flushed and her forehead was already covered with a layer of fine sweat.

Concerned: "You're not sick and have a fever, are you?"

"No, no, I don't know what's wrong. It's just that my heartbeat suddenly started to beat a little too hard. I'll just rest for a while and it'll be fine."

Bai Shuxia lay on the desk, pressing the "big basketball" into a "football".

The raised temples, lowered waist and round thighs create a beautiful S-shaped curve, which is very attractive.

Although the weather was cold, she was covered in sweat and a little tired, as if she had just run a marathon.