Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s

Chapter 137: Good Luck

An Zhixia wanted to open it out of curiosity, but he held her down and said, "You can look at it after I get down."

That’s what he said, but he didn’t mean to let go of his hand. Instead, he held it and rubbed it carefully. “I’ve been thinking about it calmly these days, but I still don’t want to regret missing you. What should I do?”

 An Zhixia stared at his buttons and also thought about him faintly.

During these days, she was fed a lot of dog food by her brother and sister-in-law. This was not a deliberate act by the actors, but a genuine joy that came from the heart. It made her feel itchy, and an impulse slowly sprouted and grew stronger.

 But for everyone, falling in love and getting married is nothing more than a big gamble, betting on whether the other person can keep their promise and know, cherish, love and work together for a lifetime.

 She has a lot of youth and is extremely pragmatic, but she still tries to calmly say rationally:

"There has never been a relationship that has to be yours in this world. Brother Yuan, you are a very good and very capable man. But now you are trapped in Hetang Village and only see me, a young and beautiful girl, so you are inexplicably angry. impulse."

“When you return to Beijing and see more beautiful and dazzling girls, you will understand that my attraction to you is just a simple attraction between women and men, and it is the effect of hormones.

We girls are not like you men, who can talk about love and marriage just by relying on the energy in our hearts. What we need is a guarantee that we will never leave you for the rest of our lives, but such a guarantee cannot be expressed by a few words, a few things, or a few thoughtful actions. "An Zhixia struggled to organize her words.

Fang Yuan laughed softly: "Girl, I have experienced much more than you. I know exactly what I want. You don't need to give me so many reasons for rejecting me." He rubbed her furry hair and said, "I'll give you a I’ll be mentally prepared for a year, and we’ll talk about marriage when I return to Beijing.”

 She pulled his hand off angrily, "Now that you've decided, why do you ask me?"

Fang Yuan wisely did not continue the topic and told her seriously: "I know you are smart and capable, but in Kyoto, you are just a beautiful **** with no background. If you are too outstanding and stand out, you will be jealous. , and it is easy to attract the attention of evil people.

 Sometimes people are right to be mediocre, accumulate capital and strength, and then become famous again.

do you understand me? At least before I come to Kyoto to protect you, let's think more before doing anything, eh? "

The anger in An Zhixia's heart calmed down inexplicably, and she hummed: "I know, when a sign was smashed down there, nine and a half out of ten people had some background, and I was the half who didn't. I just don't For your own sake, you must also plan for your brother and sister-in-law, and never be the leader! "

Fang Yuan gently tucked her hair behind her ears.

She took half a step back uncomfortably, but others followed her up shamelessly, "Wait for me to go over and support you."

 After saying this, he stuffed something into her arms and took Brother Hong out of the car.

The train began to whistle, and the staff on the platform puffed their cheeks and blew their whistles, urging people on the train to get off quickly.

An Zhiqiu and Fang Hongye, the newlyweds, finally couldn't help but secretly hug each other tightly. Fang Hongye got out of the car, covering her mouth and crying hard.

As soon as the An brothers and sisters opened the window, the train started slowly. Fang Hongye followed the train for a long distance stupidly.

An Zhiqiu felt so distressed that half of her body almost leaned out, waving her hands and shouting: "Hongye, stop chasing me, wait until I come back to pick you up after the new year!"

"Okay, okay, isn't it just that we can't see each other for a few months? If you miss your wife, just write and call her, or ask for leave to visit relatives." Yang Sanbo couldn't stand it anymore and yelled, "Why do I smell meat buns?" The old man didn’t sleep all night in order to catch the car, and he was already very hungry. How comfortable would it be if we had something to eat and took a long sleep in the car?”

Thinking about it, they went to Kyoto for a better life, and the short separation was to prepare for a long-term reunion. The An family brothers and sisters quickly adjusted their emotions, and their stomachs began to growl in protest.

The three of them ate the buns and went back to their bunks to catch up on their sleep.

Yang Sanbo lived in the lower berth, An Zhiqiu lived in the middle berth, and An Zhixia took the initiative to live in the upper berth.

An Zhixia then had time to take out the things that Fang Yuan had given him. Through the dim light of the aisle, she could clearly see that it was a thick stack of bills wrapped in a green handkerchief. There were bills for large radios, bicycles, sewing machines, etc., national food stamps, and very rare foreign exchange bills. These things cannot necessarily be exchanged for money. She sighed softly, but the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise.

 She owns a large supermarket, is she the one who lacks these things?

What she lacks is this kind of heart, this kind of love that is held at the top of people's hearts and is willing to use everything to pamper and domineeringly love her.

 She would just accept what others gave her. Just like what he said, there was still a year left and a lot of things could happen in a year. Maybe he gave up first?

If he is still so persistent, then why not give it a try? She can't be single for two lifetimes, right? I'm sorry for my beauty and figure, and I'm sorry for God's kindness in my two lives! The smile on her lips did not fade, and she opened the letters written by her children.

The children expressed their longing for her and their deep reluctance to leave her, listed one, two or three touching things in their past, promised to study hard and grow up, and reunite with Sister Xiaoan as soon as possible. Finally, they hoped that they could maintain their communication.

Their handwriting can only be described as serious and neat. There is not a single pinyin or typo in the whole article. This kind of thoughtfulness is worth remembering from time to time.

 After putting all these things into the supermarket, An Zhixia felt sleepy. She leaned over and looked at her brother and Yang Sanbo. They were both snoring and sleeping deeply. She closed her eyes slightly. This train was from Lin Province, so there were still many empty seats in the sleeper car.

There was no one across from them yet. It was half past four in the morning, when people were falling asleep. Based on his brother's approach, he would definitely let her sleep first while he looked after the luggage, and then he would catch up on her sleep after she had had enough sleep. At the very least, he couldn't sleep without saying hello.

She pinched the tender flesh of her thigh hard, and the sharp pain pulled her back from falling asleep, and her chaotic brain was working hard.

Even if the crackdown is severe now, to the point where people are almost no longer picking up items on the road, there are still some people who cannot control their desire for money.

The clothes worn by the An family brothers, sister and Yang Sanbo were clean and tidy, simple and elegant in style, and they were greeted by people as they got into the car. No matter how they looked at them, they were fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Coupled with their considerable number of salutes, it is enough to make people bold enough to take risks.

This sleepiness that is about to swallow up people’s reason is the best explanation! But no matter how she thought about it, she felt that this matter was not simple. She was a cannon fodder. How much luck could she encounter when she went out and encountered a professional theft gang?

 (End of this chapter)