If she hadn't been pregnant, she wouldn't know when she would have been able to marry her.

Zhang Mao looked at the rain outside and made up his mind.

When the weather is good or bad in the afternoon, he will go to her.

When the time comes, coax her more and ask her to marry herself.

As long as she marries herself, does she still have to worry about her job?

Will their family still be what it is now?

How can you say that Zhiying's father is the director, it is easy to get him a formal job, and when the time comes, she should have a lot of dowries, right?

Thinking of this, he glanced at the situation of his home and lowered his eyes.

His family is really not good.

The rain was falling all the time and it was bustling.

Thick clouds of Mowu shrouded the sky, robbing the clear sky of the past.

The dark clouds seemed to be falling, so depressed that it seemed as if the whole world was silent.

The wind shuttled violently, and the cold that could not be swept away, the rain just fell, hitting the grass and hitting the ground.

The ground soil became very soft, and it was a little sticky to the soles of his shoes when he stepped on it, so Zhang Mao walked in a place with many stones.

Holding an umbrella, he looked back at where his home was, disgusted.

Sooner or later he'll have to move out of here, and when he's married.

When the time comes, let Zhiying take out the dowry and buy a good yard, and he will move in with his parents and sister.

When the family leaves here, they don't have to walk on this dirt road again.

He had a good calculation in his heart.

Marrying a daughter-in-law was regarded by him as a way to alleviate poverty for his family.

Raindrops hit the ground and washed the entire city of Sang'an.

The branches were slightly trembling by the wind, and the grass lay listlessly on the ground.

The willow tree was like a sick man, hanging from weak branches.

In the teachers' college, Qi Xiaoyu felt strange today.

It seems that everyone looks at her a little differently.

When she was eating in the cafeteria in the evening, a female classmate smiled very warmly at her.

"Classmate, do I have something on my face?"

She opened her mouth in confusion.

The female classmate shook her head and smiled and said, "No, no." ”

"Really, isn't it?"

Qi Xiaoyu reached out and touched her face, as if she didn't have anything.

The female classmate saw Xiaoyu's action and laughed even more heartily, but she was embarrassed to say it.

"Then you look at me and smile?" Qi Xiaoyu said in a daze.

"Huh?"

The female classmate held her mouth and couldn't help but say, "You go back and take a good look in the mirror." ”

After saying that, he covered his mouth, stood up, and left.

Qi Xiaoyu looked at her back, inexplicable.

She looked back at her son sitting beside her and asked, "Son, does your mother have something on her face?"

Little Potato shook his head honestly, his mother really didn't have anything on her face.

"Okay, drink porridge quickly, and we'll go home in a moment. ”

Qi Xiaoyu took the child to eat a good dinner in the school cafeteria, and the things she played today were light.

White rice porridge, a small plate of vegetarian dishes, a small plate of minced meat.

The taste is not bad.

After dinner, she took her son home on the bus.

It's a rainy day, which makes people a little depressed.

Fortunately, the windows were wide open, and a breeze blew, which made people feel a lot more comfortable.

I got off the bus, opened my umbrella, carried my school bag, picked up my child and walked home.

The sky is full of dark clouds, the sky is slightly dark, the small trees on the roadside are gently swaying, and the breeze is blowing, sweeping away the depression.

Walking into the small courtyard, entering the room, putting the child down, putting away the umbrella, she hurriedly prepared to find a mirror to look at.

When she sat at the table and picked up a small mirror to comb her hair, she saw the red mark on her neck!

Whew, she was so angry that she threw the small mirror and threw it on the desk.

This man!

It's a shame for her, oh my!

Why didn't she find out in the morning.

Xiao Yu didn't care about it, lying on the desk and blushing.

She scolded Jiang Zhidong countless times in her heart, and she knew that he was not well-intentioned, and he was shameless, so what did he say to stay!!

She clenched her fist and slammed the desk a few times, her hands turning a little red.

She wants face, although in the eyes of her classmates, she has a husband, which is nothing.

But she ......

She scolded herself in her heart, blaming herself for being greedy for joy, and she couldn't resist the temptation of that guy.

She sighed, how embarrassing it was for such a private matter to be inadvertently discovered.

She sighed and breathed, then finally stood up and went to the kitchen to get hot water and prepare to wash the child.

Wash the little potatoes, and she fetchs water to wash herself.

The earth had fallen asleep, and the deserted village was silent except for the gentle breeze blowing, and the occasional barking of a dog or two.

in the room.

The little potato had been coaxed by Qi Xiaoyu and fell asleep.

She glanced up at her room and remembered the bad guy.

Thinking of yesterday when he was there......

There seemed to be a feeling of emptiness mixed with reproach in her heart, tickling her heart.

She hung her head in annoyance, held her breath in her heart, and scolded the guy several times.

She sat on the desk and was about to read, but she had no choice but to flip through the book, but she couldn't read it, because she remembered the appearance of the person reading here last night.

Thinking of his good-looking figure, she couldn't help but scold in her mouth, male goblin!

She messed up the things on the desk, and she simply cleaned them up.

Book by book, some are her books, some are Jiang Zhidong's books.

After tidying up for a while, picking up a book, a vellum-colored envelope fell to the ground.

It also reads, "Jiang Zhidong personally enlightened." ”

Qi Xiaoyu's eyelids jumped, and he bent down to pick it up, the envelope was gray and earthy, it looked a little new, and the letter inside was not thin, Qi Xiaoyu was a little curious and wanted to open it.

Can you tear it apart and believe it, okay?

She struggled with her mind for a moment, put the letter on the table, and went to pack up the other books first.

The light rain in the night has stopped, and the breeze blows, as if it is infinitely smeared across the sky, streaking across this suburb.

The breeze blew gently, and the room door was open to make it much more comfortable.

When she was packed up, looking at the letter, she was still curious.

Then she carefully opened the envelope.

Qi Xiaoyu was a little nervous in her heart, and quickly took out three pieces of letter paper, opened the first one and looked at it.

After reading it, she was angry and nervous, her heart was beating fast, she pressed her heart with one hand, calmed down for a while, and put the letter in the desk drawer.

Qi Xiaoyu took a step, returned to the bedside, took off her slippers, and lay down, still not calm in her heart.

After a while, it finally calmed down.

It was an ambiguous letter written by a female classmate to Jiang Zhidong, the letter was very ambiguous, the handwriting was very beautiful, and the writing was good.

The letter said how much Jiang Zhidong took care of her on weekdays, how grateful she was, and the girl's admiration for Jiang Zhidong.

Qi Xiaoyu touched his forehead, what does Jiang Zhidong mean?

It's amazing, and there are female classmates who wrote to him?

Didn't she leave yesterday with a dead face?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she scolded him several times, and when she was ready, she would go to him without class in the afternoon and give him the letter!

Ask him again how he usually "takes care" of his female classmates.

She scolded a fool in her heart, pinching the sheets in her hands and wishing to be Jiang Zhidong and tear him apart.

Pinch the flowers and grass, you say pinch it, what is the matter of getting it in front of her? He still has a dead face in his own place!