The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 221, karma reincarnation, retribution is unhappy (please!)

   But she has no objection, anyway, everyone subconsciously acquiesces that the two are a couple, so they almost didn't get the certificate.

  …

  The third grade.

   Zhang Xuan first took Du Shuangling to her eldest sister's house.

   After that, he followed the large army to the house of Mao Mao’s relatives in the village, and walked all the way to watch the flowers, filling a bag of peanuts and melon seeds.

   Everyone was tired and faint, and their legs were numb.

  …

  The fourth day of the first month.

  After two days of sun, the snow on the road melted and it was opened to traffic again.

   Before she could eat breakfast, Zhang Xuan received a call from Du Kedong, saying that Du Shuangling's second grandpa had passed last night and asked her to go home and wear filial piety.

  Zhang Xuan, attached to Comrade Shuangling, lowered his voice and said, "Ask your father, do I want to go for a favor?"

   Du Shuangling asked him for Du Kedong's opinion.

  Du Kedong said: "You haven't officially married yet. Zhang Xuan doesn't need to be filial. He can just hang up firecrackers and watch the work."

  Yes, the original intention is to be polite when you encounter it, but I didn't expect to let it go.

   Then go for a spin, Zhang Xuan immediately left Shangcun with Du Shuangling on a bicycle.

   went to her second grandfather's house to set off firecrackers, went to the mourning hall three times to pray three times, and came out to eat a bowl of "see live" noodles.

  Mian is a local hand-pulled noodle with strong flavor. The whistle is a beef whistle, with enough weight, enough spicy and enough flavor.

  Ai Qing smiled when he saw Zhang Xuan eating refreshingly, then ran to the kitchen and scooped a spoonful of beef whistle for him.

  Wait until he finishes eating…

When    arrived, he handed Zhang Xuan a tissue, and said, "If you are busy at home, go back. Her second grandfather is out of the mountain on the ninth day of the first day. You can come over for breakfast that day, and you will be fine for a ride.

   I will call you when the time comes. "

   Zhang Xuan took the tissue and wiped his mouth, saying yes.

   To tell the truth, he and others are not relatives, and he did not intend to spend it here.

   After eating the noodles, Du Shuangling took him to the car.

   Putting on his helmet, Zhang Xuan turned his head and said, "Then I'm leaving, I'll come down to see you in two days."

   "Okay." Du Shuangling whispered: "Drive slowly on the road, pay attention to safety, and call me when you get home."

   "Yeah." Having said that, Zhang Xuan reached out and touched her face, winked mischievously, and left.

  The moment the motorcycle started, Du Shuangling's lips clenched tightly, she wanted to say something, but she never let herself say it.

  Because she doesn't know, should I say something, can I say it?

  If she can't be sure of a good ending, she would rather keep those words in her heart and never say them.

  The motorcycle went from slow to fast, and in a few moments, it crossed the straight flat road, turned a corner, and disappeared at the end of the road.

  The north wind is a bit strong, blowing the leaves and blowing the ends of the hair all over the face.

   But Du Shuangling, who was standing still on the side of the road, didn't seem to notice this at all.

   She looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and thought in a daze: tomorrow, on the fifth day of the first day, she couldn't go to Shao City with him. Could it be God's will?

  Shao City…

  See you…

  Mimi, Shao City…

   fell in love with a man with an unsatisfactory heart. Facing Mi Jian, she didn't know what to do for the time being.

   Du Shuangling stayed for a long time, until Du Jingling called "Sister, Zhang Xuan's phone", she put away her depression and trot back home.

  Du Jingling looked up at the sunny sky, and asked inexplicably, "What were you looking at just now? Standing there for so long?"

  Du Shuanglingyan said with a smile, "Bathing in the sun."

  …

afternoon.

   Ruan Dezhi was pulled by a group of people to play cards in the shop opposite.

  Yang Yingman followed him for a while, and then felt cold feet, so he ran back to the second floor and watched TV while eating melon seeds with his daughter.

   Ruan Xiuqin went to Ouyang's house and heard that the donkey was killed today.

  In Shangcun, donkey meat is more expensive than beef and mutton, but Ruan Xiuqin knew that her younger brother and younger sister liked to eat, so she went to keep the name of donkey meat.

   As for Zhang Xuan, he entered the study as soon as he came back.

   For his old master, whether it is sunny or rainy, whether it is a New Year’s Day or a festival, or shooting a gun or a knife, it can’t stop him from reading and writing.

   Of course, except for falling in love with a beautiful girl, this can be squeezed out of time.

   The big deal is to stay up all night to make up for it.

   But then I thought, if I had **** with three girls at the same time, would I be able to make up for it?

  Hey, I am so envious of those who open their mouths and shut their mouths for an hour or two.

  The latest TV series "BJ People in New York", starring Jiang Wen and Wang Ji, is China's first overseas filming drama.

   Once this drama was broadcast, the response was quite big.

   Not only Yang Yingman's mother and daughter love to watch it, but Ruan Xiuqin also loves to watch it, and even Zhang Ping burst into tears.

When    was interspersed with advertisements, Yang Manjing glanced at the study.

   asked his daughter in a low voice, "Have you read the book written by your cousin?"

   Yang Manjing raised her mouth, threw a melon kernel into her mouth, and asked, "You mean "wind sound"?"

  Yang Yingman replied, "Yes."

  Yang Manjing shook her head with a ding dong: "I learned about my cousin writing a book together with you, how can I buy a book and read it?"

  Yang Yingman glanced at the study room again and urged, "Your cousin should have a manuscript."

"Hey…"

  Yang Manjing lowered her eyelids and sighed, "There must be, but I can't ask him for it."

   Yang Yingman looked puzzled, "What's the matter, don't you guys fight together every day?"

  Speaking of this, Yang Manjing instantly regained her vigour, and said sneakily, "Do you know why I am bullied by him every day?"

  Yang Yingman knocked a melon seed and looked at his daughter.

   Yang Manjing raised her eyebrows and said with a look of schadenfreude, "Mom, Xiao Shi likes my cousin."

  Yang Manjing was stunned, imagining that Little Eleven, who usually has eyes on his head, likes his nephew, and immediately became interested: "Really?"

  Yang Manjing raised his right hand hilariously: "I promise to God that Su Jinyu loves my cousin so much that he loves me to the death. Force me to report the situation to her every day."

   Yang Yingman asked, "Does Xiao Shi know that your cousin has a partner?"

  Yang Manjing nodded, "I know, I knew it a long time ago."

  Yang Yingman wondered: "Then she still?"

  Yang Manjing got up and stood on the sofa, spread her hands, and spoke slowly and slowly following Su Jinyu's tone:

"I'm Little Eleven. I was born under the red flag and grew up under the red flag. I want to be a woman in the new era. For love, it's nothing to have a girlfriend. When I get married, I have to pry it with a stick, it can be moved. just replace it.

   Be his confidante without being able to pry it, give him sons and daughters, use his own son to defeat the son of the main palace, use his own daughter to rob the man of the daughter of the main palace, and rob it from generation to generation, and the descendants are endless..."

  Yang Yingman was speechless by her daughter's jokes, and then fell into contemplation: she was thinking about Qin Yueming's words, and the situation when Qin Yueming used Zhang Xuan's family to make fun of herself...

  Thinking about it…

  Yang Yingman smiled unconsciously: Good you Qin Yueming, you used to ridicule me a lot.

   Now if you know that your daughter is in love with Zhang Xuan, who you despise, where will your face be?

  See how you end up…

   Just imagining that scene, Yang Yingman felt happy: it was really a cycle of karma, and the retribution was unpleasant.

   At this moment, Zhang Xuan is so pleasing to the eye and so comfortable in Yang Yingman's eyes...

  …

   "Zhang Xuan, your letter!"

   Just when Zhang Xuan was immersed in writing, and when Yang Yingman's mother and daughter were whispering about him, the voice of the postman brother suddenly sounded outside.

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   (end of this chapter)