Yan Weian remembered that Yan Xiaoyu had been chatting happily with her grandfather, an old Red Army soldier, since she entered the Yan family at the age of fourteen. Later, when the two of them got acquainted, Yan Xiaoyu would play with her from time to time as her elder sister.
Running around by myself.
Yan Xiaoyu took her to the field, pointed at the strong man wielding a hoe, and would shout, "Look, Wei'an, this is the man who dedicated his food to us! How charming!"
Yan Xiaoyu took her to the factory, pointed at the workers and uncles sweating profusely, and shouted, "Look, Wei'an, this is the man who dedicated his life to me! How handsome!"
Yan Xiaoyu took her to the end of the village, pointed at the strong young man pulling firewood, and shouted with stars in his eyes, "Look, we are safe, the working people are the most glorious, and the working people are the most beautiful! From now on, we will
Marrying someone like this...
Although he grew up in a Red Army family, Yan Weian appears to be much more normal and ordinary.
Faced with Yan Xiaoyu's shocking standards for choosing a mate, she could only wear black-rimmed glasses and stay there, questioning her outlook on life and values again and again, and studying hard with the village head who pulled her every day.
, go up every day, walk out of the plains, walk out of the huge banner of the village...
"Sister, I don't mean anything else when I ask this." Yan Weian came back to his senses and coughed lightly before answering, "I just feel that this is not the first time you and Mr. Nangong have met, and the way he looks at you is a little strange.
"
"He is an investor. When he came to our bureau, he was entertained by me, so he is considered a half-acquaintance." The first half of Xiaoyu's sentence was truth and the second half was nonsense. "It was a bit strange... when we first met.
, he keeps praising me for being so beautiful, I guess that’s the reason.”
Comrade Yan's round eyes furtively rolled around, then shrugged, sighing, looking impatient of being pestered.
Yan Weian should be filled with indignation at this time.
But thinking that Comrade Yan Xiaoyu, who had been single for nineteen years, was pestered by a man for the first time, and he was such a good-looking man, he couldn't help but look at her deeply, patted her shoulder with emotion, and said seriously: "Sister, please don't
It’s too repulsive, which is a good thing.”
Xiaoyu looked at the girl he was eating and was so embarrassed that he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
By the time she came to her senses, Wei'an had already gone out.
Inexplicably, there was an extra person beside me.
people?
Immediately turn around and look.
It was okay if I didn't turn around, but half of my soul was scared away when I turned around.
"You...you you you...when did you come in...how long have you been here..."
"Not long," the man replied lazily, "ten minutes."