Rebirth in the 70s: The village girl and daughter-in-law have some tea!

"Xie Zhiqing, your wife's head was smashed and she bled a lot. What did you do?" an aunt shouted angrily in a reproachful tone.

Xie Mingyang was not afraid that it was a lie. He did hate Su Dongnuan, but he would not kill her.

Last night, Su Dongnuan didn't move for a long time after she fell. Xie Mingyang thought that she was deliberately pretending to be dead to win his sympathy, so he didn't care. When he finally heard the rustling sound, he confirmed his guess. Yes, I despise this village girl even more.

When he woke up this morning, Xie Mingyang saw blood on the ground. When he left, he stared at the woman on the kang for a while. After making sure that she was alive, he left her alone.

From last night to now, Su Dongnuan had actually thought of a perfect plan to break up peacefully with the original owner's husband, but when she saw the real owner, she was a little stunned for a moment.

According to the custom between the two of them, her words at this time would be treated as nothing.

Su Dongnuan couldn't see the injury on her head, she just felt uncomfortable. At this moment, being shouted at and pitied by everyone made her nose sore and tears welling up in her eyes.

At this time, due to the height difference, Su Dongnuan raised her head, her eyes dim with tears, looking a little pitiful, while Xie Mingyang pursed his lips and stood two steps away from her, looking at her, more or less worried. However, there was no trace of remorse in his tone, and he said coldly, "Do you want to deal with it?"

Su Dongnuan glared at Xie Mingyang with big watery eyes and said nothing.

The original owner's height was barely [-], while Xie Mingyang's height was increased by visual inspection to [-].

The two of them just raised their heads, looked down at each other condescendingly, and were locked in a stalemate.

The man wears an old-style military cotton-padded jacket, black trousers, and suede short boots. He has a short head, cold eyebrows, and a pair of sharp eyebrows with a pair of cold eyes, which makes him cold and distant.His bronze skin was completely different from that of the other men in the yard. I really don’t know how the original owner dared to provoke such a master who seemed not to be trifled with.

An aunt said, "Xie Zhiqing, a husband and wife have a hundred days of kindness. How can there be so much hatred between a young couple fighting at the end of the bed? Take her to the medical station quickly. I think this girl probably hit her head. broken."

Xie Mingyang felt that Su Dongnuan's eyes and expression were different from before, so she wouldn't have a concussion!

"Let's go!" Xie Mingyang looked at Su Dongnuan and softened his tone slightly.

Su Dongnuan said in a cool tone: "No, just find some alcohol or liquor and wipe it for me. I won't feel any pain now."

Su Dongnuan speaks standard Mandarin when she opens her mouth, which is surprising!

Su Dongnuan didn't seem to think there was anything wrong. She could understand the dialects of these women and rough men, but she really couldn't speak them. When she opened her mouth, she instinctively spoke Mandarin.

Xie Mingyang was just surprised for a few seconds before he went into the cave to look for wine. This village girl was very thoughtful. Who knows why she suddenly started speaking Mandarin.

And Su Dongnuan didn't care about other people's eyes at all. As long as she didn't feel embarrassed, it would be others who were embarrassed.

Xie Mingyang took out half a bottle of liquor, stood inside the door with a handkerchief, and said coldly: "Come in."

Su Dongnuan snorted coldly and walked in. The onlookers dispersed with winks and frowns.

"Just say something when it hurts?"

"it is good."

Perhaps because this body was not her own, Su Dongnuan really felt no pain, but her head felt a little numb and uncomfortable.

After a while, Xie Mingyang said, "Okay, the skin is broken and there is a bag. Are you sure you don't want to go to the medical station to deal with it?"

Su Dongnuan said, "No need." She was confused now. She didn't know where the medical station was and she didn't have a dime.

Now I am so hungry that my heart is close to my back. I don’t know how to handle this stove. How will I survive in the future?

Su Dongnuan opened the drawer of the flat cabinet, and there were some odds and ends neatly placed inside.There were twenty dollars crumpled, tied with rubber bands, food stamps, cloth stamps, meat stamps and other various kinds of tickets.

A pair of scissors. When she took out the scissors, Xie Mingyang, who was standing in the corner, shrank his pupils.

Is she going to commit suicide?

Su Dongnuan looked in the mirror and cut off one braid, and then the other.

In this way, once the hair is spread out, the wooden and dull feeling will not be so heavy.She doesn't know how to braid her hair that long, and it's not easy to wash her hair. She should be able to get some money for her hair!

Now her hair is spread over her shoulders and her bangs are straight, making her look even better.

She is indeed a pretty person, otherwise how could an ordinary village girl dare to provoke such a master.

It was already time to make lunch. Every household was cooking, but there was no smoke coming from the chimney of Su Dongnuan's house.

Her head was no longer dull, and the original owner's memory gradually became clearer. She opened a jar and placed a jar of buns inside. It looked like they were made from a mixture of whole grains, which was better than nothing.

Otherwise, if you don’t have this golden finger, wouldn’t you become a fool?

She does know how to cut and sew clothes, but someone has to find her to make them!

Don't be in a hurry, fill your stomach first, take care of yourself as you come, take it one step at a time, there is always a way, there will always be a way to survive.

As for this cold and arrogant educated youth "husband", she will definitely find a way to free him once she has established herself.

In the middle of winter, the buns feel like iron lumps in your hands.Su Dongnuan poured a few ladles of water into the pot, placed the steamer on the pot, and turned to look at Xie Mingyang, who was smoking against the wall, "How much do you want to eat?"

"Don't eat."

Forget it if you don't want to eat it, just save one, she won't treat him like a god like the original owner did.

Su Dongnuan put five buns in the steamer. After closing the lid, trouble came. How to start the fire?

There was a box of matches placed on the bellows, and neat piles of firewood and dry wheat straw were piled on the ground.

After all, they are the elites of the 21st century. They are not so primitive. The fire is still lit in the end, but a few matches are wasted.

The steamed buns were steamed in the big pot, and some water was filled in the small pot. She couldn't just eat the steamed buns, right?You need to drink some hot water!

After the steamed buns were steamed, Su Dongnuan used chopsticks to put them into bowls one by one, placed them on the chopping board, and politely asked Mingyang, "If you don't want to eat it, then I'll eat it!"

"..." Nobody paid any attention to her.

Xie Mingyang took out a pack of milk powder from a wooden box, poured a few spoonfuls into the enamel jar, poured boiling water to rinse it, and soaked some biscuits in it.

Xie Mingyang ate calcium milk biscuits, which was not a snack that everyone could afford. Su Dongnuan became even hungrier when he saw it. He ate steamed buns and drank boiled water.

Hey!

The gap between the rich and the poor is so huge that it remains the same in every era!

It's the end of the year now, and it's been freezing cold, but it's been sunny for the past few days. There's no work in the team, so the women are doing needlework at home, and the men are going out to find ways to get firewood. Those who have some ability and courage go and do it secretly. Bring back some money or supplies.

The educated youth stayed at the educated youth spot to play chess and cards.

After Su Dongnuan had eaten and drank enough, she rummaged through the boxes and took stock of the original owner's belongings.In this era, everyone is very poor, but the original owner's father is the captain, and she has just gotten married. Judging from the dowry, she must have some wealth!

At this time, someone knocked on the door and asked, "Is Xie Mingyang at home?"

Su Dongnuan opened the door, and there was a female educated youth standing outside the door.