Rebirth in the 70s: A rough man’s husband pinches his waist and dotes on him

There were his shoes, the watermelon he bought, and there was movement in the kitchen.

She saw his figure flash behind the kitchen door, but he didn't come out.

With his alertness, how could he not notice her coming back to open and close the door?

She stood at the door for a while and then went upstairs.

I originally wanted to take a shower and change into my home clothes, but when I entered the room, I found a letter on the table.

There was his handwriting on the envelope, which read: From Lin Qingping himself.

Powerful and vigorous.

The three words he wrote were the most vigorous she had ever seen in her life. The last stroke, the vertical stroke of the word "屏", seemed to have used up all his life's strength and was always able to cut through the paper.

She had a rough idea of ​​what was in the letter, but she couldn't guess it.

I opened the letter and unfolded the stationery, and saw the all-too-familiar name: Comrade Lin Qingping.

Exactly the same thing he wrote in his last letter.

Meili said that Wu Tianping taught him how to write letters.

It doesn't seem to teach anything.

Mei Li accidentally glanced at the letter written to her by Wu Tianping in front of Lin Qingping. Of course, she didn't mean to show it to her, nor did she deliberately peek. She just happened to see the words "Dear Mei Li".

Therefore, Wu Tianping is a real failure as a master...

Look back.

Hello, Comrade Lin Qingping.

I'm sorry that this letter took so long to reach you. The truth is, I'm not a good letter writer.

For example, the last letter must have been written in a way that made you very dissatisfied, right?

I know that this letter is of vital importance to you and to us, so I wrote and revised it many times. I also consulted Wu Tianping, wanting to learn his method, but I found that after learning from him, I became even worse at writing.

So, Comrade Lin Qingping, this is still a letter from me, a letter from Gu Juncheng, but I remember one thing that Wu Tianping said: be sincere.

Being sincere means saying whatever is on your mind without hiding anything, right?

So, this is a letter that contains all my true feelings.

When Yu Chengzhi took out the shoes, clothes and letters you made for him and wrote for him in front of me, I felt very sad. I thought, you must have suffered a lot at that time, so when you see someone who is a little bit nice to you, you will be open-hearted to him, even if this person is a scumbag.

Lin Qingping, I really regret it so much!

I regret why I didn't go to your village to find you earlier, and why I ignored you after I pulled you out of the cold water.

But I am also afraid that if I really go to you early, you will hate me, right? I am not the person you expect. I am black, I am unsophisticated, I can't write poetry, I am just a rude soldier, and I am much older than you.

But what if I went to see you like a brother at that time? Just like a big brother from the neighboring village, watching you from being bullied and revealing the true face of Yu Chengzhi, the scumbag, to you, then you wouldn't be sad when he left, right?

Lin Qingping, I can't bear to wear the sweater you gave me. I take it wherever I go and treasure it with me, for fear that my rough hands would scratch the lovely furry threads, or that my dark hands would dirty it.

Lin Qingping, if I had appeared in front of you earlier, before Yu Chengzhi, would you be willing to make clothes and shoes for me?

I'm sorry, it's all my fault that you have suffered so much.

Lin Qingping didn't even finish reading the rest of the content. As soon as he read this, the letter in his hand fell to the ground.

It turned out that his anger was due to this. He hated himself for not appearing in her life earlier and giving Yu Chengzhi, a scumbag, the opportunity to hurt her...

She picked up the letter and read it hurriedly, wanting to see if he had written about Yu Chengzhi's rumors about the farmland, but after reading it once, there was nothing, not a single word about the farmland.

She put the letter down, ran down quickly and stood at the kitchen door.

He obviously knew she was coming, and he stopped cutting vegetables. His shoulders and back were straight.

He didn't turn around, why?

"Gu Juncheng!" Lin Qingping couldn't stand such silence and broke it.

Finally, he turned around slowly, knife still in his hand and chopped meat on the chopping board.

He was very restrained and stuttered when speaking, "Have you finished reading...?"

"Yes, I've finished reading it." She took a deep breath.

"Then..." He became even more nervous.

Lin Qingping's eyes were red as she looked at the man in front of her and said fiercely, "Gu Juncheng! I hate you!"

Gu Juncheng was stunned for a moment, but in the next moment, Lin Qingping threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, and sobbed on his chest, "Gu Juncheng, I hate you! I hate why you didn't come to me earlier! Why didn't you tell me earlier that it was you who saved me from the freezing water!"

Gu Juncheng was stunned for a moment, joy flashed across his eyes, but then he became even more at a loss, with both hands raised high, and he was still holding a knife in his hand!

"Lin Qingping..." He actually spoke incoherently, "But, at that time, I had dark skin, was just a bumpkin, was older than you, and was a soldier..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a warm and wet sensation on his lips.

"Wait..." He wanted to say, wait a minute, wait until he puts down the knife, but he couldn't say it.

It turned out that she also had such wild moments, and she also had moments when she completely blocked him off. No, she had always been so passionate, always...

He gave up, silently touched the edge of the chopping board, placed the knife in the right position, and then picked her up with both hands.

In the joy of suddenly leaving the ground, Lin Qingping quickly changed from active to passive. In the end, she was the one who couldn't breathe, and she was also the one who couldn't stop panting...

After a long time, her legs went weak, and she leaned limply in his arms, sobbing, "Gu Juncheng, so what if I'm black? So what if I'm a soldier? I just like it! Also, is the big you said the same as the one I thought?"

Gu Juncheng:......

Gu Juncheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't be serious for three seconds. "Lin Qingping, Lin Qingping, what on earth is in your mind?"

Lin Qingping suddenly looked up and stared at him, "You are the one pretending! What about you? What do you think? I am entangled with someone in the fields!"

She said that on purpose.

Gu Juncheng said seriously, "Don't talk nonsense."

"What's wrong?" Do you believe it or not?

"I don't know you yet? Are you that kind of person?" Gu Juncheng said this with a hint of reproach, "Lin Qingping, yes, you are generous and enthusiastic. I always say that you are not reserved, but I also know that you are only unreserved in front of me..."

When he said this, Lin Qingping felt a warm feeling in his heart.

It turns out that he believed her and trusted her!

However, Gu Juncheng continued, "Even if you really did something with him in the past, it's not your fault, it's that scumbag's fault, and it's also my fault. I obviously knew you earlier, but I didn't protect you..."