Wearing to the 70s: Mr. Rough Man, Please Spare Me

Without An Xin, Dou Xiao no longer had the intention to eat slowly.

He finished the rest in three bites and then went straight to help An Xin line up.

When they arrived at the guest house, they saw Dou He looking at Dou Xiao with surprise: "Lao Wu, when did you come? How did you know we were at the guest house..."

Dou He wanted to ask more, but was stopped by the breakfast that Dou Xiao handed over.

To him, nothing was as satisfying as eating.

He took it directly and ate it on the table, commenting from time to time.

Then Anxin passed Dou Xiao and walked towards Lao Liu, who had already woken up. His energy was obviously much better today.

"Grandpa Liu, are you hungry? Come here, I'll feed you some porridge." After saying this, An Xin was about to help Old Liu get up, but Dou Xiao took him over.

He even took the lunch box, and then saw this stalwart man feeding him carefully.

He doesn't want his heart to feed other men, even if that man is in his seventies.

Knowing that he was going back to the village today, Dou He asked for leave and went out after dinner.

Although Dou Xiao was curious as to why his second brother, who had always been unsociable, left alone, he didn't ask much. He thought that at most his second sister-in-law asked him to buy something.

Not long after Dou He left, An Xin also asked Dou Xiao for permission to go out.

"When the second brother comes back, shall I accompany you?" Dou Xiao didn't want to be separated from her.

"Be good, I'll go find Big Fatty and the others. They'll be back soon. If we finish the work early, we can go back to the brigade early." An Xin took Dou Xiao's hand and shook it, trying to get Dou Xiao to agree.

After hearing An Xin's words, Dou Xiao also guessed what his family was going to do, but he would not let him go easily.

I saw this man's hand placed on his face with meaning.

An Xin still didn't understand anything. Seeing that Lao Liu didn't look here, she directly left a comforting kiss on Dou Xiao's face.

Dou Xiao was satisfied and then agreed to release him.

After being released, An Xin was afraid that Dou Xiao had other demands, so he quickly told Lao Liu and left without looking back.

Dou Xiao laughed and shook his head, this little heartless guy!

"You two have such a good relationship!" Old Liu looked at this sweet couple, as if he had seen him and his wife when they were young.

Alas, how can fate play tricks on people!

"Well! She will be my real wife in a while, and I'll treat you to a drink then." Dou Xiao said, his eyebrows soft and the corners of his mouth raised.

But Lao Liu waved his hands anxiously: "No, no, I won't cause you any trouble with my status, but you still have your wedding gift."

He is now one of the "Black Category [-]", and everyone calls him a beating.

Go, it would be bad if someone deliberately labels them as being friends with the five black categories.

Seeing Lao Liu's nervous look, Dou Xiao couldn't continue to persuade him.

But what he was thinking about was that no one would sit at the same table with Lao Liu, and that would cause trouble for Lao Liu.It's better to sneak the delicious food and wine to the cowshed then, so that others can satisfy their cravings.

At this time, An Xin was walking to Feng Xue's house with a basket on his back.

"An Xin, you're finally here. I was just wondering a few days ago why you haven't come for so long, and then I heard Xue Yu say that your dad is sick. How is he doing now?" The moment he saw An Xin, Feng Xuena was overjoyed. The mood is beyond words.

"Almost recovered," An Xin nodded, and then asked, "Xue Yu is back too?"

"No, he has been back for more than a week. Speaking of which, you are really destined to meet each other when you go to Kyoto."

Although she knew that An Xin had a partner, secretly Feng Xue still wanted to bring her brother and An Xin together.

"No, in the vast sea of ​​people, it is fate that I can meet you two at the same time." An Xin also knew what Feng Xue meant, so she said pointedly without continuing.

Feng Xue understood An Xin's words. She was an all-rounder and quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, I just have something for you." After Feng Xue finished speaking, she returned to her room.

When he came out again, he saw Feng Xue holding a stack of unity.

"Now, this is the money for the facial cream. One bottle was sold for 260, and the other bottle was sold for 300. And the 13 yuan is the dividend. The total is 573 yuan. Please order a little."

An Xin took a breath: "So many?"

An Xin took the money and ordered it in person.What she was thinking about was whether she wanted to make half of the leftover milk from Lao Liu's drink yesterday into facial cream?

But she quickly denied it, just in case someone had an accident in the future.

Just keep the water for emergencies.

Feng Xue also felt sad: "No, when I heard the price of the first bottle, I was shocked, but the second bottle turned out to be 300. Those girls are crazy, if there are any more Well, the next bottle might cost 400."

An Xin knows that the skin care industry is a violent industry, but this was the 70s, and I didn’t expect it to be so popular.

You must know that these two to three hundred yuan are a year's salary.

Look, there is no shortage of rich people everywhere, but Feng Xue must have put in a lot of effort.

Thinking of An Xin, he counted a few solidarity cards and handed them to Feng Xue, but she gave them a good beating.

"Don't you think I'm a sister? It's so clear. If that's the case, then you have to pay for the cream on your face." That tone was almost like a curse.

Come on, even if you have money, I don’t want it, but I am still touched by Feng Xue’s dedication.

An Xin took out the contents of the backpack: "Then I'll definitely take this. I've been carrying it for a long time."

"If you want it, we are short of this food the most." Feng Xue thought it was rice, flour, grain and oil, but when An Xin took it out, "Wow, there are actually grapes and oranges."

Then I saw Feng Xue holding a grape and squinting her eyes to enjoy it: "Don't tell me, this taste is really real. I have been wanting to eat some sour and sweet fruits recently, but they are all crooked melons and split dates. Unappetizing."

"Sister Feng, are you pregnant?" An Xin looked at Feng Xue suspiciously.

Feng Xue almost choked at An Xin's words, and waved her hands repeatedly: "Impossible, I am already this age. I couldn't get pregnant when I was young, but can I get pregnant at this time?"

In fact, it was really painful for Feng Xue to not be able to give birth to a child for Ai Ai. She also went for a check-up and it was said that it was due to endocrine reasons.

She took Chinese medicine for a while, but she didn't get pregnant, so she finally gave up.

"Sister Feng, you are only thirty, why are you at this age? My mother gave birth to me at your age." Her mother gave birth to her in her thirties, so she is not much different from Feng Xue.

"Really?" An Xin's words gave Feng Xue hope.

Although Feng Xue didn't believe that she could get pregnant, she hoped that she could. After carefully calculating her menstrual period, it seemed that she was a few days late.