Great Power Army Reclamation

"If you think I'm not gentle, go find someone who is gentle. Don't you have more than a dozen wives? Why do you have the time to waste time here with me?"

Zhao Ling'er felt like she was under a spell. No matter how much she told herself not to quarrel before meeting Yang Geyong, when they met, talking was like taking gunpowder. Even she was helpless about this.

Yang Geyong thrust the car keys into Zhao Ling'er's hand, turned around and left. After staying here for a long time, he has no patience to listen to another woman complaining.

"You bastard, I don't know the road!" Zhao Ling'er cursed from behind.

But Yang Geyong acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and Shi Shiran left. Zhao Ling'er stomped her feet and cursed from behind, but it was useless. After a while, Yang Geyong disappeared.

Not long after arriving, one of Lighter's wives rushed over. She took Zhao Ling'er to the commercial street. This woman's name was Doma, and she is now managing the clothing factory. His Chinese is quite good, and he is now a celebrity in Marseille.

Duoma took Zhao Ling'er around the commercial street, and Zhao Ling'er bought several clothes for Xima.

The climate in Africa is hot and it is winter, so just wear long sleeves. They don't wear shoes all year round here, but now Marseille City forces everyone to wear shoes. And most people just wear a pair of slippers to do their errands.

In fact, this is really superfluous. Africans have been accustomed to walking barefoot since childhood. The calluses on my feet are thicker than the soles of my shoes. It’s strange that I can get used to wearing shoes. Ask them to develop the habit of wearing shoes, unless they start from a baby and start wearing shoes as soon as they can walk.

After buying clothes, I took Xima to get her hair done. This time, even Zhao Ling'er was surprised. This Xima was so beautiful. Even she, a woman, couldn't help but feel jealous.

After cleaning up Sima, Doma took them back to the hospital. When Yang Wei and Ye Qianqian saw Xi Ma, their eyes widened.

Ye Qianqian couldn't help but pout: "Auntie, you are partial, I want it too. Are there such beautiful clothes in Africa?"

Most of African costumes are colorful, with strong contrast between patterns and colors, and generally have a strong sense of design. African women like dresses with bright colors, rough patterns and unrestrained lines, which are both elegant, elegant and eye-catching. In some places the wrap extends from the chest and waistline to the toes.

Don't underestimate a piece of body wrapping cloth. Thanks to the skillful tailoring of African women, it is decorated with a variety of patterns and becomes a unique piece of art appreciation.

In fact, it turned out that Xi Ma was just a piece of cloth. If she hadn't taken it off when changing clothes, Zhao Ling'er wouldn't have been able to tell.

Xima seemed to have guessed what Ye Qianqian was going to say? He took out a piece of cloth and drew it on Ye Qianqian's body. In fact, even if Zhao Ling'er bought this thing, she wouldn't know how to wear it.

As a result, Xima simply wrapped the cloth around Ye Qianqian's body a few times, and it turned into a beautiful dress. Wearing it on Ye Qianqian's tall body, she is indescribably charming.

Ye Qianqian was reluctant to take it off because she wouldn't be able to do it anymore. She was asked to wrap a piece of cloth around her body to make a dress. She asked herself that she didn't have the ability.

Zhao Ling'er scolded: "Can you have some potential? You can't take off the clothes underneath first, and then let Xima teach you how to put them on later."

Ye Qianqian stuck out her tongue, ran into the bathroom, and didn't dare to come out. Because she was wearing underwear and couldn't see Yang Wei.

Zhao Ling'er laughed and cursed a few more times, and asked Xima to help her go to the bathroom and put it on.

It is true that a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Ye Qianqian was originally a Eurasian beauty with a tall figure and fair skin.

Now that this one-piece dress with distinct colors is worn on the body, it has a different style. His whole temperament suddenly changed.

Seeing Yang Wei looking at her stupidly with his mouth open, Ye Qianqian turned around proudly and then rolled her eyes at him. The depression in his heart when he saw Xima just now was restored.

"Auntie, you should wear one too, you must be beautiful." Ye Qianqian glanced at Zhao Ling'er and suddenly suggested.

In fact, Zhao Ling'er has one in her bag. Duoma gave her one just now. She just didn't know how to wear it and was too embarrassed to try it on. Now she has nothing to be embarrassed about in front of her three children.

Xima helped Zhao Ling'er put on the clothes. Different from the clothes Xima bought, Zhao Ling'er's piece of cloth was mainly black and white.

Compared with the two girls, Zhao Ling'er is shorter. But a beauty is a beauty, even if she is old, she is still a senior beauty.

When Zhao Ling'er wears this dress with great color contrast, the effect can be described as stunning.

"Mom, you are so beautiful! My dad's eyes probably made his eyes pop when he saw it." Yang Wei couldn't help but admired.

"Go away, stop mentioning him to me, I feel sick when I see him!" Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but cursed, but with a "bang", the original Yang Geyong came over with lunch. He just heard her words, put down his things and left. .

Zhao Ling'er cursed again: "Take the things away, no one will eat your crap!"

In the end, Ye Qianqian was unhappy: "Auntie, I'll eat it, but you can't let me eat rat meat, right?"

Ye Qianqian came to Africa for the first time and was naturally scared when she heard people say that rat meat is eaten here. The rice delivered by Uncle Yang was obviously made by a Chinese chef, so there would definitely not be that risk.

After several people finished eating, Yang Wei said: "Mom, you guys, please go home. There are nurses here, and they are better at taking care of us than you. You go back, take a shower and sleep, and come back tomorrow."

Zhao Ling'er thought for a moment that what her son said was indeed true. She was not afraid of hard work, but the two girls had not had a good rest, so they had to go back and take a shower.

After pulling the two girls out of the hospital, I remembered how could I have a home here? If you go, you have to go to Yang Geyong's house. The key is that the two of you are no longer husband and wife. Is it appropriate to go to his place?

But it's obviously not her style to return to the ward now, as there are two more girls here. Zhao Ling'er is also a face-saving person, right? So they asked the people sent by Yang Geyong to take them home.

This man is a young man who speaks Chinese well, but talks a bit too much. My mouth was never idle along the way.

When they were almost home, Zhao Ling'er asked: "How many women do your commander have in his family?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then he counted on his fingers and said, "There are two of them. The commander likes silence and usually doesn't like to be disturbed."

Zhao Ling'er was a little strange: "Don't he have more than a dozen wives? Don't they usually live together?"

The young man shook his head like a rattle: "They all have their own place to live, and besides, it's not their wife. When the commander first came here, he often drank too much, and couldn't tell who was who, so he often confused them. Such confusion can happen. Got a bunch of wives.”

"But the commander has never held a marriage ceremony with anyone, so he doesn't have a wife yet. Those women are already married to several people."

Thanks to your hard work, brothers, we stayed at the top of the monthly vote list for a few days this month, and then remained firmly in second place. There are only the last three days left in this month, so hold on tight and you can’t be overtaken again.