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There was no fun entertainment in the era of dinner, and after dinner, a group of little kids helped He Zhi clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and then folded them on the sofa to watch cartoons. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, in Quan Yan's opinion, there is nothing to see, China in the 80s already had color TV, but there are few channels, and occasionally there is a good-looking TV series, which she doesn't like to watch.

Watching this kind of old-fashioned TV downstairs is better than reading more basic Chinese medicine and Western medicine medical books for Quan Yan.

So she chose to go upstairs to the study to continue reading "The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon".

He Zhi cut a fruit bowl of apples and pears, and stayed in the study with her for fifteen minutes, when he heard a knock on the door downstairs.

Quan Yan was too lazy to move, He Zhi didn't toss her, put on slippers by himself, walked on long legs, and went down in a few steps.

The parents who came were all parents of the children, and maybe the little fat man had made an appointment with someone the night before to have dinner at his house tonight. The children really told their parents to come back after dinner.

It was neither early nor late, just half past eight. Parents are like children who come to pick up children from school, and they all come one by one, and some of them also bring hometown specialties and eggs.

"Principal He, I'm sorry for you, go back!

"Principal He, go back!"

"It's cold outside, let's go home!"

……

Everywhere the crowd goes, it will be a mess.

The little fat man had rolled his little blanket under the table and fell asleep, perhaps the same piece of land was still clean, and the little fat man slept on the other side of the dusty boundary—on the clean floor.

"Little bastard!" He Zhi pinched his little nose while he was asleep, but it didn't wake him up. Carrying a blanket, he threw him on the single bed in the room, and if he wasn't tired of playing, he would have to throw him in the bathtub and wash him all over again.

"You can really find something to do for me, exactly like your aunt, for fear that Lao Tzu will have nothing to do. He sighed as he spoke, and then squatted down, "Alas, Lao Tzu really owes you two aunts and nephews in his last life!"

After folding the quilt for the little fat man, He Zhi got up, and just as he was about to go out, he saw Quan Yan standing at the door with his stomach in his arms, because of the backlight, he couldn't see the expression on her face in the dark.

"Ho!" He Zhi gasped, his eyes widening, "What are you doing standing here?"

Quan Yan glanced at him casually, and slowly returned to the room with his stomach in his arms.

Speaking ill of people behind his back, Principal He, who was weak in his heart, hurriedly followed.

Back in the bedroom, Quan Maiden sat in front of the dresser, and He Zhi sat on the edge of the bed behind her.

Time seems to stand still in the stillness of this moment.

He Zhi stretched out his index finger and picked up a handful of her long hair, wrapping it around her index finger, wrapping it around and around it. The right girl was born with natural curls, and after pregnancy, she was a little lacking in qi and blood, and the ends of her hair showed a little beautiful golden brown.

She picked up the mahogany comb on the dresser, held it in the palm of her hand, and asked the childish question she had never asked him before: "Why do you have to marry me?"

In the past, the power banquet never bothered to ask such meaningless questions.

The former dean Quan was particularly confident. She knew that He Zhi, an old man with a dead face, must have loved her to the extreme, so he kept pestering her.

As he grew older, Quan Yan also saw this man's sincerity.

This retired soldier from the northwest took off his army green uniform and put on an awkward suit, but Quan Yan never wore a tie for him.

only then did he go down to the battlefield and then to officialdom. He commits himself to change cups with strangers, and works hard for her thirteen institutes, and he has never been quiet before learning. After a busy day, she came home and took off her suit, put on an apron, and took care of her three meals.

Now that the little fat man is here again, he has to get up an hour early every morning to prepare breakfast. After going out, he first sent the little fat man to the south of the city, then sent the power banquet to the west of the city, and finally rushed to the east of the city by himself......

Quan Yan said that He Zhi is really handsome, she always says that he is an old man, in fact, He Zhi is only four or five years older than her, and he is less than thirty this year. Although he has a very popular flat head, his appearance belongs to Wu Yanzu's type, and he looks Confucian and elegant. He Zhi is resolute and fluent, with a charming and lazy domineering attitude in his eyebrows and eyes, and he has such a demonic temperament than Wu Yanzu. Even if it doesn't quite match the aesthetics of Zhou Zheng in this era, this man's wild and chic courage really fascinated her.

She thought that she must have fallen into the devil, and then she felt that the old man He Zhi had charmed her mind.

When she stood in front of the door of the little fat man's room, watching him helplessly and carefully cover the little fat man with a quilt, she thought, this man, no matter how much jewelry he gave her, she would not change it.

He Zhi's slightly open mouth seemed to freeze at the moment when she asked the question, Quan Yan couldn't hear his answer for a long time, and couldn't help but look sideways at him.

"Say it!"

He Zhi sighed silently, and his arm hanging in the air was helplessly put down. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, as if he couldn't cry or laugh, "It's rare you! Rare you are the most beautiful, rare you are not squeamish, rare everywhere! You have to let me say that word." ”

Quan Yan smiled, tears falling from his eyes.

"Why did you return the gold beads?"

After becoming pregnant, the girl Quan, who became extremely sensitive, shy for a moment, clenched her fist and gently hammered his strong chest, "I'm hypocritical!"

It wasn't until that moment that Quan Yan understood that no woman would always be hard-hearted, and her little daughter's posture was not shown to everyone for a long time, just because she had not met the right man.

He Zhi, this tall and handsome reckless man, has no diploma, does not understand medicine, and is even verbose...... If you really fall in love with this man, maybe he is the love of her life.

This man, for her sake, is willing to stay away from home, say goodbye to her parents, respect her loved ones, and take care of her nephew. I am willing to re-enter this turbid officialdom for her, and I am willing to work hard and conscientiously to get justice for her - if the husband is like this, what more can a woman ask for?

Enough is enough.