Reborn 1990 Legal Little Wife

The moment Ye Sheng saw someone rushing towards Zhu Huanhuan, he instinctively threw the box and reached out to pull Zhu Huanhuan. The two fell together on the snowdrift next to them. Fortunately, Zhu Huanhuan was on top of Ye Sheng.

There were snowdrifts underneath, and Ye Sheng didn't feel any pain. He quickly asked Zhu Huanhuan, "How are you? Are you injured? Does your stomach hurt?"

Zhu Huanhuan was still holding her package firmly in her arms. When Ye Sheng asked a series of questions, she quickly shook her head: "No, no, am I hurting you? Wait until I get up."

The two got up and looked at the perpetrator who had just rushed out. He was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy with short hair shaved close to his scalp. He was wearing a black and gray cotton coat. The sleeves and front were shiny with dirty oil.

Ye Sheng had never seen this child before and couldn't help but frown: "If you bump into someone, say sorry, and be slower in the future."

The boy looked at Ye Sheng with some satisfaction in his eyes. He pursed his dry mouth and took a step back. He looked down at his toes without saying anything. Ye Sheng looked down and saw that the sides of the cotton shoes on the child's feet were also torn. Exposed cotton.Thinking about his cowardice, I couldn't bear to blame him.

He calmed down and said gently: "It's okay. You should pay attention next time. Slow down when you encounter a sharp turn. It's okay to say sorry if you hit someone. But if you hit a motorcycle or a car, is it dangerous? Moreover, if you meet children, you will also hurt them, don’t you want to do that?”

The boy was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Ye Sheng, with some disbelief in his eyes, and finally said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Ye Sheng smiled: "It's okay, just pay attention in the future."

Just as he was talking, an old lady came out of the family courtyard, wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket with a yellow and blue turban on her head. She put her hands in her sleeves and looked at Ye Sheng with a frown and dissatisfaction: "Who are you? , you’re here to train my child for a long time? Just hit me, why are you cursing my child?"

Ye Sheng glanced at the old lady. Her cheekbones were a little high, and she had a cunning and fierce look.

The old lady still refused to give up: "You are young, and it won't be damaged if you bump it. Why are you preaching for a long time. Brother, come here."

When Ye Sheng heard the name, he took a closer look at the boy. His delicate features looked more like a girl. He turned around in his mind and finally remembered who the old lady in front of him was. She was probably Wu Xianglan's mother-in-law, who favored boys over boys. A woman who is feminine to the extreme.

He frowned and looked at the old lady: "I didn't mean to lecture her, I just reminded her to be careful when walking."

The old lady tilted her lips and raised her eyes, and snorted coldly: "You don't need to remind me, who knows what your intentions are."

Ye Sheng almost laughed in anger, but she has always been unreasonable when dealing with unreasonable people: "I think she is a child, so I reminded her. If it were someone else, I would bump her back."

The old lady was so angry that she choked: "You, what do you mean?"

While they were talking, Wu Xianglan hurried out and said to Ye Sheng first: "Ye Sheng, this is my mother-in-law. Are you okay? If nothing happens, why don't you go back first?"

The old lady still wanted to speak, but Wu Xianglan pulled her away: "Mom, this is the wife of the squadron leader, Zhang Lu is under the control of her men."

This sentence really worked. The old lady swallowed the words that came to her lips and snorted with a sullen face.

Ye Sheng didn't have time to bother with her, so he made sure Zhu Huanhuan was fine and took her back to wash up and change clothes.

Wu Xianglan and others left and looked at her mother-in-law helplessly: "Mom, this is a family home. Don't treat it like our hometown. The neighbors can mess with you."

Mother-in-law Liu Meixiang curled her lips and said, "What's so big about that? Zhang Lu and his squadron commander are not looking for a good wife. She looks like a vixen and has a small butt. I'm sure she won't be able to have a son in the future."

Wu Xianglan wanted to roll her eyes angrily: "I don't like my son either."

Liu Meixiang's lips curled up even more: "How is it possible that someone doesn't like a son? Only those who can't give birth to a son will say they don't like a son. Boys and girls are the same, so how can it be the same? If there is no son, who will give him money when he dies? Are you resisting flags and throwing ash basins? Who will go to your graves and burn paper during the New Year and festivals?"

Wu Xianglan didn't want to quarrel with her. This mother-in-law was well-known in her hometown town for being a master of quarrels. She was known to be a quarrel expert from all over the country. She could scold anyone who offended her with a meal in front of their door.

Turning around and looking at Brother Chang standing aside, he went over and touched her head: "Brother Chang, why are you running so fast? Be careful in the future."

The younger brother was timid: "I want to find a latrine, aunt, but I can't pull out the one you're sitting on."

After saying that, his little face turned red.

Liu Meixiang also nodded: "Yes, yes, the one in your house is really not easy to use. You people who live in the building are really useless. The toilet and kitchen are next to each other."

Wu Xianglan gritted her teeth and swallowed the words that the toilet upstairs was cleaner than your kitchen in the country. If she said it, Liu Meixiang would dare to cause trouble in the courtyard.

He pulled his replacement brother and said, "You guys just came here this morning and you're not used to it yet. Then go to the public restroom in front and be careful."

The younger brother hurriedly ran towards the toilet.

Liu Meixiang also hurriedly followed, and said in a non-salary voice: "There are so many things to pay attention to when you are poor every day."

Wu Xianglan took a deep breath. When Liu Meixiang walked away, she became irritable again. Brother Zhang Lu's family of three also arrived this morning. The house was now in a mess, and his temples hurt just thinking about it.

……

After Ye Sheng washed up, she changed into a sweater and paired it with a white silk cotton coat, now called a bread coat. It was quite warm when it reached her knees, but it had no style and was a bit stupid.

Fortunately, she is tall enough to look good in it.

Finally, I applied some lipstick in front of the mirror, and my complexion instantly improved.

Zhu Huanhuan leaned against the door with an apple, and while eating, he looked at Ye Sheng's ugly face: "Not to mention, you look a hundred times better when you put it away like this."

Ye Sheng couldn't laugh or cry: "You are exaggerating a bit. Are you really not going?"

Zhu Huanhuan shook his head: "I won't go. I'll take a nap at home. I can cook noodles for lunch. You can go."

Ye Sheng didn't force it, fearing that Zhu Huanhuan would be uncomfortable if he went there.

……

Ye Sheng hesitated for a while to see that it was almost time, and went downstairs to find Wang Ying. When the two came out, they met Wu Xianglan holding Miaomiao at the door, and Liu Meixiang followed beside her.

Wang Ying had met Liu Meixiang. Although she didn't like this person, she still greeted her politely: "Auntie, are you cold in what you're wearing? Can you adapt to the climate here?"

Liu Meixiang was very polite to Wang Ying, with a smile on her face: "It's neither cold nor cold. Although it's a lot colder here than my hometown, my old bones can resist freezing."

She was polite to Wang Ying not because of Song Ruike's high rank, but because Wang Ying gave birth to a son.

This made her jealous.

Ye Sheng had no intention of saying hello to Liu Meixiang, so she pulled on her scarf, carefully avoiding it to avoid smearing her lipstick.

Liu Meixiang glanced sideways at Ye Sheng. She was pretty good-looking just now. She didn't expect that she would become even prettier when she came home. She curled her lips inwardly and moved her eyes to the lower part of Ye Sheng's waist. Huh, I can't give birth to a son. What is the use of angels?

……

Before Wu Xianglan went out, he told Liu Meixiang that he must not talk nonsense after going there, and he should not chat nonsense when meeting his family members. If he said anything, it would be bad for Zhang Lu's future.

Liu Meixiang remembered it, mainly because it was related to her son's future, and she still knew a little about propriety.

Liu Meixiang was very quiet during the party and the award ceremony.

Ye Sheng just ignored this person. Seeing Zhou Yanshen come on stage and be commended again and again, and read out the string of achievements, she couldn't help but get red-eyed.

When applauding, I also clapped my hands hard.

Finally, there was a dinner party. The leaders had other things to do and left in a hurry without staying for dinner. In an instant, everyone was left alone in the dining hall.

IU is used to being lively on weekdays, but now IU is not so reserved.

Ye Sheng was sitting next to Zhou Yanshen. When she turned around, she could see an extra star on his epaulette, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

Zhang Lu was also promoted to a higher level this time, and he was chatting with Zhou Yanshen in a good mood. Next to him sat Liu Meixiang, and next to Liu Meixiang sat Wu Xianglan and Miaomiao.

Next to Ye Sheng is Wang Ying, and beyond that is Song Ruike and others.

Liu Meixiang suddenly turned around and asked Wu Xianglan in a low voice: "Which one is older, Zhang Lu or Zhou Yanshen?"