Lu Qingqing really feels that she owes a favor, she doesn't want to do this the most, she would rather Zhou Yunwen be a very unreasonable guy, at most two more fights will be over, in this case, it will be difficult for her to do it.

Thinking about how to repay it if she has the opportunity in the future, but it is impossible to marry him by herself, even if this body is not her own, she can't do that, she still hasn't given up the opportunity to go back, even if it's only a little bit.

What she can do now is to keep the history she knows intact. In other words, the life trajectory of the people around you should not be crooked.

After lying down at night, the sky was beautiful, and it rained very much, and it rained for most of the night, and then it turned into a light rain in the second half of the night, and it fell again in the middle of the night.

I slept very badly this night, I had to close the windows when it rained, and it was very stuffy in the house, and it was the kind of stuffy heat that made people feel impetuous.

Lu Qingqing didn't sleep well all night, and woke up early, just white outside the window, and the rooster next door hadn't crowed yet.

After enduring it for a while, Lu Guoqiang and Yang Xiuying got up first to cook, and then Lu Qingqing also got up, pulled his shoes and walked out to see that the rain had stopped, and it seemed that it was a sunny day today.

The weather in the north is the same as the character of the northerners, after the rain is sunny, and it is very hot.

Standing in the courtyard, every breath seems to smell the fragrance of the earth after the rain. In the past, Lu Qingqing lived in the world of reinforced concrete, and never knew that the original soil was also fragrant.

The air evaporated by the crops and trees was exceptionally fresh, so she couldn't help but close her eyes and feel it.

I ate something indiscriminately in the morning, and I couldn't work when it rained. As soon as the chopsticks were put down, the village messenger came and brought a letter.

Yang Xiuying is literate, she graduated from junior high school, but she didn't go out of the countryside.

The correspondent left the letter and left, Yang Xiuying took the letter and looked at it, the expression on her face became very happy, "It's the third child who sent a letter, look at the date on it, it's the day after tomorrow, he came over with the matchmaker and the man to take a look." ”

"Well, there's nothing to prepare, so let's just wait." Lu Guoqiang rolled up a handful of dry cigarettes, squatted at the door and smoked two puffs, but he was not as happy as his wife.

Lu Qingqing saw it, eighty percent was worried about herself, after all, she threw herself into the river because of this incident, and she was afraid that she would not be able to think about it again.

In fact, it's nothing, this family spoils girls so much, thinking that his second brother won't introduce her to someone casually, it must have been investigated.

As for the gossip about the man's wife, they were all spread behind the scenes of others, and they didn't let the Lu family know at all. If Liu Jingxian hadn't told her aunt at the beginning, her aunt would not have jumped into the river excitedly.

Speaking of which, my aunt and grandmother are really impulsive, can death solve the problem? If you're alive, there are a thousand ways to solve it.

However, those are in the past, she doesn't think about anything now, let's take one step at a time, now she thinks about it, what should she do if her life is not killed by that person? Is it really the wrong to marry the wrong person?

When I thought of this, I felt a chill in my heart, that's not good, she hasn't been in love yet! Everything has to be improvised.

Looking at Lu Guoqiang's listless appearance, Lu Qingqing leaned over and squatted side by side at the door, "Dad, don't worry, I'm really fine." ”

Lu Guoqiang turned his head to look at his daughter, a little surprised, "How do you know what I think?" ”

My daughter would never say that before, and when I jumped into the river, on the one hand, they didn't care enough about their children, and on the other hand, my daughter didn't like to chat with them.