The tough life of a beautiful educated young girl from the 1970s who married a rough man

Shen Zhiwei put down the wooden stick and kicked him lightly, "Why are you climbing over the wall? It scared me to death."

Xiao Zheng let her kick, and didn't avoid it.

"Didn't you close the door, and don't leave the door open for me?"

Xiao Zheng's tone was a little aggrieved.

Of course, Shen Zhiwei withdrew her leg in the end, but unexpectedly, Xiao Zheng grabbed her foot suddenly, and before she could exclaim in surprise, she had already been pulled into his arms.

"Daughter-in-law, why are you willing to kick me?"

"Hmph, who told you to scare me?" Shen Zhi gave him a slight look.

Suddenly added a bit of charming style.

Xiao Zheng's heart was itchy, and he directly kissed her red lips, "Hey, don't be angry, before I climb over the wall next time, I will meow like a cat, so that you can know in advance."

"Where are there cats in my educated youth courtyard?"

"Then learn how to call a bird."

"No, it's scary to call birds at night, just like frogs."

Xiao Zheng really satisfied her, suppressed the airflow in his chest, and croaked twice.

Shen Zhiwei covered his mouth and giggled.

Xiao Zheng saw it, he really loved her so much, he really wanted to devour her.

Shen Zhiwei saw the heat in his eyes, and quickly changed the subject, "You haven't had dinner yet, have you? Wait here, I'll go to the kitchen and get it right away."

"I'll go with you." Xiao Zheng followed in his footsteps.

sticky.

"No, you just wait here." Shen Zhiwei took a quick step and blocked him from the kitchen door.

I didn't expect him to come over at night, so I didn't leave a meal for him, because Shen Zhiwei didn't light a fire to make dinner, and just used the food in the space to finish the dinner.

Now he can only take out a few steamed buns and a plate of lychee meat from the space to entertain him.

When Jiang Haiyang came today, he brought several bags of rice and flour, and a dozen catties of pork.

It is not abrupt for Shen Zhiwei to entertain Xiao Zheng with this.

When she opened the door and came out, Xiao Zheng was already sitting leisurely at the small square table under the eaves and waiting.

"I didn't stir-fry vegetables at night, I only made these two things, eat quickly."

Shen Zhiwei handed him the chopsticks.

"The food at my daughter-in-law's house is pretty good." Xiao Zheng praised with a smile, gnawed on the steamed bun unceremoniously, and picked up a piece of lychee meat with chopsticks to feast on.

"This dish tastes the same as what I ate in the team, daughter-in-law, your cooking skills are really good."

"Remember to eat on time in the future, otherwise it will hurt your stomach. Did you and the team leader discuss for so long in the conference room after the meeting?"

Shen Zhiwei felt a little distressed seeing him devouring the food.

"After the meeting and writing his speech, I came home after taking a shower. You smell it, I still smell of soap."

Shen Zhiwei snorted, naturally he wouldn't go over to smell it.

Don't ask him any more questions, just rest your chin quietly and watch him eat.

Although it is a bit rough to eat, it is quite manly.

Xiao Zheng quickly cleaned up the three steamed buns and a plate of lychee meat, and took the empty plate into the kitchen to wash.

Shen Zhiwei didn't compete with him for housework either.

This man is going to get married and live together in the future, no matter how much he likes him, he can't be indulged, the housework must be shared, and his body and beauty must be cultivated since he was in love.

A good husband is half self-cultivation and half training, and a bad husband is all indulged.

Those yellow-faced women love to take care of housework too much, raise men to be tender and noble, and their hands are rough, so there is a reason why they become next-cousin wives.

To be good to a person must also grasp the scale, love others first love yourself.

This is the husband-training secret of Wang Meiyuan, an educated youth teammate. Her husband Chen Dafu is very considerate to her.

Xiao Zheng walked out straight after washing the dishes, calmly took out the toothbrush and toothpaste from his pocket, and brushed his teeth calmly in the yard.

"you……"

Shen Zhiwei was very surprised.

"Daughter-in-law, I have a good habit of brushing my teeth after meals." Xiao Zheng smiled and showed his big white teeth.

"I mean, why did you bring your toothbrush and toothpaste here?" Shen Zhiwei asked suspiciously.

Xiao Zheng smiled and said, "How dare you kiss you if you don't brush your teeth. I was thinking that you might not have prepared a toothbrush and toothpaste for me, so I brought them myself."

Shen Zhiwei seems to understand but not understand, his coquettish operation...

"You...do you want to sleep with me at night?"

Shen Zhiwei asked in a low voice.

Xiao Zheng had finished brushing his teeth, walked over with strides, and embraced her with a hearty smile, "I didn't think about it when I came here, but now you invite me to sleep together, I can't refuse my kindness, so naturally I want to stay with you .”

"No, I'm not married yet." Shen Zhiwei protested.

Xiao Zheng patted her forehead lightly, "What's your little head thinking, I just want to accompany you for a while, I don't want to do anything to you, don't be afraid."

"I don't believe it." Shen Zhiwei stared at him with beautiful eyes, "You are just a big bad wolf."

"Men are wolves to be wild and capable of fighting."

Xiao Zheng simply showed his hand, and suddenly, he carried Shen Zhiwei on his shoulder, and strode towards her bedroom.

"What are you doing, let me down quickly." Shen Zhiwei was shocked and ashamed.

Although he has martial arts by his side, he is reluctant to use it against him.

Xiao Zheng smiled softly, "Hey, let's go to the room to chat, don't make too much noise, be careful not to be overheard by others, otherwise, we have no choice but to go get the marriage certificate tomorrow."

Shen Zhiwei had no choice but to stop.

After entering the room, Xiao Zheng put her on the bed directly, and turned around to lock the door.