Chapter 91:

If He Songbai hadn't had time to get back to the object, she was suddenly stunned by the suggestion made by her.
He hummed in his ears, as if immortal music lingered in his ears, at that moment it seemed as if he was so light that he fluttered in the sky. How brave she must be to bring him to see her parents!
He Songbai has a longing for Zhao Lanxiang's family and hopes to know them. Otherwise, she won't be able to control her legs and come to her home, and she can't help playing with Little Tiger. In the afternoon, he almost accompanied him to throw a sandbag for a clock!
Her brother looks like her, lively and lovely.
He Songbai's whole heart was bubbling with happiness, and after a long time he gradually woke up.
He...can't go to the parents of the subject!
This is not a good time to visit.
He Songbai's hand was pulled by the subject, and he pulled her, but instead took her back a few steps.
He whispered with a smile: "Forget it."
"Wait next time, I don't have anything to prepare for today. Do you want me to empty your hands? This, this doesn't work... Isn't this a trick.?
He Songbai looked down at Zhao Lanxiang, couldn't help but touch her, and smoothly hooked up her scarf and wrapped her face.
"Go back, it's too cold."
Zhao Lanxiang glared at him hard, "I don't want to empty your door, now go buy fruit with me."
Although the supply and marketing cooperatives have not opened the door yet, there are many production teams growing money oranges and shatian pomelo in the counties below the city. In the New Year, three or two farmers will pick fruits and sell them.
Zhao Lanxiang dragged him hard and said, "You promise me quickly."
"Otherwise, we are pulling and pulling on the street now, and it will be destructive. I am afraid that it will be taken away by the police as a model. It will depend on you!"
He Songbai heard the words, wondering if he was choked alive or crying, he silently withdrew his own hand.
He looked at her unshakable eyes, and was in trouble.
Zhao Lanxiang also said: "I promise not to tell them that you are my object, will you be treated as a friend from abroad?"
"Don't you want to see where I grew up and see my family?"
Zhao Lanxiang thought that one came out one by one. What other ways did He Songbai have to promise her? He has never been able to bear this mother-in-law.
He was very distressed, but the work to prepare for the door was positive.
He Songbai bought a Shatian pomelo, and along the way, he saw someone selling and selling his own brewed sweet wine in a bottle of clean soy sauce.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "My mother usually likes sweet wine."
The two people walked, and He Songbai bought a bunch of things. He ran to someone's house and bought some candy at a high price. He ran to the black market and bought pork. A piece of pork, a bag of nougat, a pack of cigarettes. Things are very fragmented, because during the New Year, the supply and marketing cooperatives do not open the door at all, and the black market is also closed. These are still scattered from other people.
After a long time of speculation, He Songbai almost developed a pair of straight eyes.
Isn't it a lord, most of which he can recognize at first glance?
He Songbai finally followed the subject to her neighborhood, he began to get nervous again, stopped and stopped.
"Me, am I... properly dressed?"
Zhao Lanxiang glanced at him with a white glance, "Proper and handsome. Rest assured, your current identity is, mine, friends, and friends."
"The like-minded friends I met in Hezitun."
He Songbai thought so easily that he was relaxed.
Zhao Lanxiang took out the key, walked home one step at a time, glanced inside, Zhao Yongqing was not there, Feng Lian marinated the meat in the kitchen, ready to start making dinner.
She told Feng Lian: "Mom, I have a friend who came to visit."
"He is from Hezitun in N City."
Feng Lian heard the words, wiped his hands with an apron, and wondered: "How come the New Year's Day came here?"
He Songbai walked into the subject's house at this time.
He said calmly: "I am the breeder in charge of cattle raising in the Hezitun Brigade, called He Songbai. Auntie, you just call me Xiaobai. I came to G City to purchase livestock vaccines."
He paused for a moment and said with a bitter smile: "The New Year's Day was cold and innocent. I fumbled here for a long time like a blind fly. Thanks to the help provided by Comrade Zhao, she was very enthusiastic and solved a big problem for me problem."
"I came home to thank you."
Zhao Lanxiang was dumbfounded when he heard it, and he made excuses alone. Naturally, he took the initiative to squeeze control into his own hands.
What she originally thought was to secretly confess his identity with her mother-in-law, so that he could not see the parents without knowing it. When he came out like this, why did she secretly reveal the truth to her mother?
He Songbai handed over the meat and fruit with a smile, and a bottle of liqueur.
Feng Lian said: "You are polite, how come you have brought so many things."
He Songbai sincerely pointed at the pork and said, "This one was bought by me, and the rest is for Comrade Zhao by the way."
Feng Lian glared at her daughter and twisted the back of her hand.
"Go get a fruit knife and give it to He, He..."
"Xiaobai." He Songbai reminded with a smile, his bright white teeth, coupled with his bright and dazzling smile, very expressive.
"Go and cut fruit for Xiaobai." Feng Lian patted her daughter's hand, urging her.
So there was only He Songbai and Feng Lian left in the living room. He Songbai seemed a bit cautious. After a few tentative sentences, he knew how to catch Feng Lian's interest and talk about it.
Feng Lian looked at this energetic and polite young man who spent the Spring Festival alone in a foreign country and couldn't help but pity him.
"I got the vaccine?"
He Songbai shook his head, "You have to wait for the comrades at the epidemic prevention station to get it to work before you can buy it. I'll come here first so I can't get a ticket and can't catch the train."
Feng Lian is a teacher and also very talkative. She asked He Songbai several questions and couldn't help but praise him for his hard work, pragmatism and collective sacrifice.
The more the mother-in-law praises his own man, the more Zhao Lanxiang dares not reveal his "identity".
She listened to Feng Lian's repeated praises and couldn't help but be buried in the kitchen like an ostrich plunged into the sand. He was really powerful, and was blushed with blush. She hadn't heard Feng Lian praise her and Xiaohuzi so much!
She peeled off the peel with great effort, while still supporting her ears, listening to the movement in the living room.
He Songbai talked to Feng Lian about the interesting things in the countryside, starting from transplanting seedlings in spring to harvesting crops in autumn, from catching frogs in the fields, to covering pheasants with grains in the mountains in winter. In his mouth, the countryside became very interesting.
This caused Feng Lian to repeatedly praise his ability. Feng Lian lived in the city from an early age and had never done any farm work. After graduation, he was directly assigned to become a teacher. There is very little contact with those glorious middle and lower class poor peasants. This time He Songbai portrayed the pictures of the rural life in a breath.
He is an experienced farmer.
Is it a diligent child? Just look at those hands to know.
The daughter's "hometown" came from afar, he had a pair of farmers' hands, the cocoon was thick and tall, the tiger's mouth had frostbite and cracked mouth, and the knuckles were thick and thick. This kind of hand is the same as the experienced farming veteran hand, but his face is full of spirit, and the whole person's emotions are positive and uplifting, and people warmly laughed with him.
Older middle-aged women prefer this sincere and warm boy, and Feng Lian is no exception.
Who would like to stick a cold with a hot face?
When Jiang Jianjun came to the Zhao family for the first time, he had a serious face and a hard-faced expression, with no warmth in his eyes. It was extremely difficult to touch. Feng Lian didn't feel good about him.
In the face of him, there is a kind of small people who are cautious in facing high-ranking officials.
Feng Lian teaches Chinese, and is very interested in this local flavor. She listened to He Songbai's words about the countryside and listened to God.
Zhao Lanxiang finished peeling the grapefruit skin, leaving the remaining yellow skin, and the new year's stomach was greasy and greasy. It is best to drink a bitter and refreshing grapefruit juice.
In the coldest winter, grapefruit is the sweetest, and grapefruit near the supply and marketing cooperatives in New Year's City is the cheapest and best sold.
"Mom, eat some fruit and quench your thirst."
Zhao Lanxiang put the fruit tray on the table, and He Songbai did not look at her with her eyes. At this moment, she really seemed to be the breeder Zhao Lanxiang seriously met in Hezitun.
Originally this year, the relationship between men and women had become strict.
Their eyeless communication has turned this major event in their homes into simple friendly meetings between comrades.
He Songbai glanced at the wall clock in the living room and it was almost time to eat.
He then said, "I have been idle in the guest house for the past two days. Can you borrow a book from Comrade Zhao and let me learn?"
Zhao Lanxiang heard that the pulp in his mouth almost spewed out.
Fortunately, she was sitting behind Feng Lian, and the mother-in-law pointed her head at her, otherwise she really gave He Songbaila a hind leg.
She couldn't help but bemoan her emotions quickly, and calmly asked, "What book do you want to read?"
"I have red books here, as well as thread-bound books from the Marxist philosophy series, as well as Lu Xun's prose..."
He Songbai said: "I want to learn and study Marxism."
Zhao Lanxiang quickly took over his words, "I have a lot of Marx's philosophical books! Do you want to pick yourself up?"
Feng Lian glared at her daughter, "Where is there a reason for guests to pick themselves, are you too lazy to walk two steps and refuse to go?"
She said, "Xiaobai, you are a good learner. My Niu Niu's attitude towards learning is very wrong. One of the essence of the thoughts given by her dad is falling. Seeing the earth and the net annoys us both. She didn't give it to you at Hezitun. Excuse me?"
He Songbai's slender thighs stretched, his eyes stretched out and said: "Although Comrade Zhao is a lesbian, but she is one of the lesbians who has few troubles in life. Others..." He paused for a moment, as if to search. I can't think of any other description.
Feng Lian smiled knowingly
He is very, very keen, and his impression of Zhao Lanxiang is still in the collective impression. A man should also be unable to get a deeper understanding of affairs.
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help laughing, so he had to "reluctantly" lead He Songbai to read her bookshelf.
She led He Songbai to her room, and she kissed He Songbai quickly while she was eating fruit in the living room.
The string in He Songbai's mind was almost stretched out, and the heart felt a sudden weightlessness that was suddenly tightened.
There was a thin layer of sweat on his neck, and his heart was like ice and fire. The compartment was immersed in the joy of the mother who had seen the subject, careful and exhausted, and then she threw herself up. At the same time, the door of the room was not closed at all, and she dared to be so bold!
This mother-in-law is really grieving, no wonder even the aunt said she was difficult to parry!
The corners of his mouth slightly warned the subject silently.
Zhao Lanxiang saw He Songbai's suddenly changed face, and slightly scratched his thick palm with his thumb, his face ridiculously said, "Comrade He, slowly look at it yourself, choose it and tell me."
She squeezed his buttocks vigorously, her muscles tensed tightly, and they were elastic and firm.
He Songbai's body stiffened, his heart seemed to be squeezed out of oxygen, his masseter muscles on his cheek surfaced, and his lips twitched slightly.
The secret dark place breeds a kind of frightening ambiguity.
At this time, Zhao Lanxiang smiled, and took the advantage to walk out of her room wisely, continued to open the door, and came out of the living room irregularly to accompany her mother to eat fruit snacks.
He Songbai froze for a long time, but the touch of the mischief of the mother-in-law remained on her hips. It took him a long time to look away and look around the subject's room.
This is a feminine room, clean and elegant, the air is full of her taste, her books and her handicrafts are neatly placed on the desk, and a wooden picture frame is facing him. He Songbai saw the twelve-three-year-old charming young girl, her clear eyes seemed to stare at him.
She is here, growing up year after year, day after day.
He watched silently for a while...
The author has something to say:
small theater:
Ping Shengjun: In this chapter, my ears are full of sound:
Mother-in-law favorability +10
Mother-in-law favorability +10
Mother-in-law favorability +10
The hard-pressed Jiang Nan did not receive this treatment for the first time, hey
Bo Ge was in deep thought: everything pays attention to strategy.
Stew the frog in warm water, take your time.
Come next time:)