The vixen's journey through time

Seeing that his wife was feeling a little uncomfortable, Wang Mancang stepped forward to help. Zhao Yan shook her head at him.

Then, Zhao Yan stretched out her hand and covered Zhao Ling's hand on her shoulder.

Her hands were rough, black and red, stiff, and cracked like old bark from years of hard work.

Where's Zhao Ling's?

Because she got a teaching position as she wished, Zhao Ling's hands were white, clean, and slender, and her fingers were like peeling onions.

What about the face?

Zhao Yan had a happy and satisfied smile on her face. When facing her own man, she still had the rare shyness of a girl. When facing her son, she exuded the brilliance of motherhood.

On the contrary, Zhao Ling, who was not yet married, looked like a hawk and a tiger, with a gloomy face and a scale-like abdomen. She had ulterior motives and was not easy to get close to.

She also spoke in a very strange way, as if someone owed her something.

But, who owes her?

Zhao Yan pushed her hand away bit by bit and looked at her squarely for the first time since that incident.

"I thought I had made it very obvious, turning a blind eye, turning a deaf ear, ignoring, indifferent, not contacting, and not caring. I thought you knew that the sisterhood between us has been broken."

"sister……"

"Stop talking! Listen to me!" Zhao Yan stopped Zhao Ling from talking.

"Don't call me sister again. I can't afford the price of calling you sister!"

"Zhao Ling, I don't know, why do you still pester me after doing something like that? Because I loved you before? Because I always think about you, even if I sacrifice myself? Because I am your sister Is she my sister? You..."

Zhao Yan suddenly choked up. It turned out that after so long, it would still hurt and bleed if the scar was opened again.

Wang Mancang walked to her side with his son in his arms and hugged her with his other hand. She seemed to draw more courage from them.

"Zhao Ling, I have never been a fool, I am not stupid!"

"Haha, why am I talking about this? Never mind! I actually just want to tell you, these sisters! We can't do it! We can't do it! It's the kind that will be broken for the rest of our lives!"

Zhao Ling's eyes were heavy, and the back of her hand that Zhao Yan had just pushed away was a little hot, just like when she first heard the news about the resumption of the college entrance examination, it was hot and passionate.

She couldn't seem to hear what Zhao Yan was saying. All she could think about was that the college entrance examination was resuming. She needed to find review materials, take the college entrance examination, and return to the city.

Perhaps her eyes had been open for a long time, and she was a little uncomfortable, and tears burst out of her eyes. With her petite appearance, she looked delicate and frail, and she was pitiful.

There were several young men in the field who had secret admiration for her and looked at Zhao Yan with reproachful eyes.

Zhao Ling saw it in her peripheral vision, her heart surged, and she heard her say: "Sister, you have already taken root in the countryside, why do you need to take the college entrance examination again? Do you really have the heart to abandon your husband and son and go back to the city alone?"

"Brother-in-law is so kind to you, little A-chan is so cute, and such a happy family, do you really want to destroy it with your own hands?"

As she spoke, Zhao Ling shifted her gaze to Wang Mancang, as if expecting him to agree with her words.

Zhao Yan's body froze as she finished speaking, and the surrounding villagers were also talking about it. Those whose families had married female educated youth as their wives, and who had previously boasted that they had a well-educated and knowledgeable male educated youth as their son-in-law, were all talking. It's like a wake-up call.

For a moment, the atmosphere completely changed. Many villagers went from excited to intense to angry. They even looked at Zhao Yan with hatred in their eyes, as if they could predict that she would abandon her husband and son and return to the city to enjoy life alone. Go look.

Wang Mancang quietly hid his wife behind him, like an old hen protecting her chicks.

Looking at the reactions of the villagers, and then looking at Zhao Ling, Zhao Yan once again stared at Zhao Ling's heart.

"Zhao Ling, don't waste your efforts. I won't give you the college entrance examination information, never!"

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that my man found this information specifically for me. He has always supported my study."

"I will take the college entrance examination and enter a local university. If I can, I will take them over. If not, I will come back after graduation. With this university diploma, where can I not live well? Why should I What about abandoning a husband and a child? Why can’t we have the best of both worlds?”

"There are always more solutions than difficulties. I believe that as long as we have love, responsibility, responsibility, and conscience in our hearts, we won't be far behind!"

"Brother Mancang, let's go back? Little Achan must be hungry! It seems that we can't do the work in the fields today..."

It couldn't be done, no one had the heart to work anymore, so Liu Fengshou simply gave everyone a holiday.

Everyone was in a hurry, some were rushing to review materials for the college entrance examination, while others were going to make a big fuss at home, throwing and beating each other, crying and cursing, begging for mercy... The sky above Wangjia Village was extremely unquiet.

Zhao Ling stood alone under the blue sky, her eyes dull and hopeless.

I have to admit that without Zhao Yan, she seems to be really alone and helpless.

Who can help her?

Ginger tea!

right! Ginger Tea definitely has review materials there.

Zhao Ling ran towards Jiang Cha's house like crazy. She lost her shoes, messed up her hair and shed tears in her eyes.