Chapter 591: Being a Military Wife in the Eighties (2)

"Thanks to my aunt for reminding me, otherwise I might not have found out until the tailor's house, and I would have been misunderstood."

The tailor family that Xia Ling said is on the same road as the Tang family.

It makes sense for her to explain it that way.

However, the sun is hot, standing on the road stalk in this village, for a while, it makes people sweat.

Aunt Luo was so hot that she couldn't do it, but she looked at the girl's white and delicate face, and she was a little jealous.

But I didn't believe that she was going to borrow needle and thread, and it was noon, didn't the tailor sleep?

Who would pick such a time to visit?

Eyes rolled, and Aunt Luo smiled: "Mei family, then don't hide it from your aunt." You also know what your aunt usually treats you, you look at you, your eyes are red from crying, is that something happened to the educated youth, and you are going to go to the educated youth? ”

It's a coincidence.

The Tang family and the tailor's family both lived in the village.

Going out from the village is the village head primary school, isn't it all the same road?

In her heart, Xia Ling annoyed Aunt Luo and pestered.

But this kind of woman, who is honey-mouthed and sword-bellied, also likes to pass on words, and she must find a way to cure her, so Xia Ling is happy.

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"Aunt Luo, I'm just uncomfortable from the sun, so I rubbed my eyes more."

Responding with a smile, Xia Ling's eyes flashed and he took a step forward.

She seemed to be inadvertent, but after getting closer, she took out the sweet potato from the bamboo basket that Aunt Luo was holding.

Xia Ling was shocked, "Hey, Aunt Luo, you are in this basket...... How do you have sweet potatoes? ”

"You're on your way to the Commune?"

Holding the sweet potato, Xia Ling calmed down, and looked at Aunt Luo with a serious face.

"Aunt Luo! At noon, you don't sleep at home, you can't go to the cellar of the commune to steal sweet potatoes, right? ”

"No wonder my grandfather said that these days, I always feel that the total number of sweet potatoes is not right...... Aunt Luo, we want to surpass Britain and catch up with the United States, and the workers and peasants comrades with high ideological consciousness, how can you do such a thing that harms everyone's interests? Go, come with me to my grandfather! ”

As she spoke, she reached out to grab Aunt Luo's wrist.

When Xia Ling took out the sweet potato from the basket, Aunt Luo's face changed white.

At this time, Xia Ling looked at the big hat, and as soon as her legs were weak, she immediately knelt down for Xia Ling.

"Mei family, please, please don't tell your grandfather...... I, I'm also a ghost for a while, my family's treasure, it's time to grow a body. The commune's meal of sweet potatoes was mushy, and he really couldn't eat enough, so I really had no choice but to go to the commune to get some. ”

"Big girl, big girl, I promise, this is the first time for me, and this is the first time you bumped into me. For the sake of your usual aunt being nice to you, please let me go. I don't want to be criticized, I don't want to go to jail! ”

……

has just experienced the "Cultural Revolution era", and now people have seen how miserable those who were criticized were.

Even if it is Aunt Luo, she is afraid of being put on the line like this.

The woman is thirty or forty years old, and this snot is tearful, kneeling in front of a teenage girl, which is really pitiful.

But looking at her, Xia Ling couldn't feel any sympathy, on the contrary, the coldness in his eyes was even stronger.

In the plot, the original owner was ruined by Aunt Luo's rumors, and was abandoned by the educated youth of the mountain alliance and the sea oath.

In the end, he obeyed his parents, married a cripple in a neighboring village, and washed his face with tears all his life......

Isn't this ending worse than Aunt Luo in front of you?

With the dirty things that Aunt Luo did, Xia Ling could stand her kneeling.

It's just that in this era, Chairman Deng has long been reluctant to criticize and fight in the country.

Xia Ling just scared her.